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On not seeing what’s under your nose……… August 24, 2009

Posted by Ria Keen in life issues, performing, singing stuff, voices unlimited.
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This weekend I’ve been busy at the Worcester Music Festival. It’s part of the Worcester Festival which takes place every August in the Faithful City, running for two weeks and involving all kinds of arts and entertainment, cultural and heritage events. It’s a great celebration.

IMG_0141For the Music Festival, I led four events: two vocal workshops, a lovely saturday afternoon performance with the Voices Unlimited Choir down by the fountains on the South Quay in front of hundreds of people in the sunshine (amazingly!), and a workshop with the choir in the morning.

st swithuns extWe were booked to offer people a glimpse of what it’s like to sing in a contemporary choir using up-to-the-minute vocal technique, and working the voices hard.  The venue was to be St. Swithuns Church in the town centre. I was confused. I’ve lived in Worcester since 1991 and had absolutely no idea where this place was. And yet I was told that it was literally yards from the High Street! I had to google it to find out exactly where it was, and then as I walked to it on Saturday morning, I had to laugh at myself when I saw it. I have looked at that building probably thousands of times in the last 18 years. I have walked past it on countless occasions. It’s beautiful, and it’s very clearly a church……… d’oh!

This made me wonder how much stuff I miss on a daily basis – I mean, if Ist withuns int can effectively ‘not see’ a giant building that’s been under my nose for almost twenty years, how much other detail and information goes by the way? And how much gets missed by others too? It reminds me of what my partner always says: that we take a huge amount for granted, from the food we eat to the clothes on our backs, the welfare state and constant access to the wonder that is the internet. I’m going to try to see what’s in front of my face more clearly, and value things more.

Just so you know – St. Swithuns hasn’t been used for worship for many years, and the Trust which looks after it are keen to get people in there using it for concerts, workshops, recitals and so on. The acoustics were SUPERB for us on saturday – the choir has never sounded better – and the venue seats up to 200 people. Best of all, being of pagan persuasion, I managed not to burst into flames whilst leading the workshop. Result. :-)

The Professional Mindset August 9, 2009

Posted by Ria Keen in performing, rants, singing stuff, teaching stuff.
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prosingerI was watching a Championship League football match on the TV the other day, and among the banter that was going on in the room, I remarked that I was expecting the level of football to be better than it was (not that I’m any real judge) because the players were professional and thus, being paid to be good at their job.

One of my companions remarked that being paid for the job was not the entire definition of what ‘being professional’ is – and how correct he was!

Professionalism is far more about attitude than about the paycheck – although clearly, the paycheck is important when one relies on it to pay the bills! However, the general populace’s understanding of professionalism in the performing arts falls far short of the reality. I meet this problem almost every day, be it in students training to enter the profession – who you would think would have some understanding, given that it is explained and demonstrated to them every day – or in hobbyists and amateurs who dream about being in the profession, or who aspire to do something as simple as sing in a local choir.

There is a vast chasm between what people perceive to be professionalism and the work that this actually entails, and the harsh reality of making a living and / or achieving professional standards in the industry. The problem is until you’ve experienced, first hand, the sheer hard work involved, and seen close up the standards achieved by actual, proper, full-on professional people, there is absolutely no way to understand it. You might as well try to understand what childbirth feels like, having never been through it. Whatever you imagine or intellectually understand, it can never match the reality of the experience.

Thus it is that I spend a great deal of my life being exasperated by students who think they’ve ‘got what it takes’ to be professional or who believe that they’re delivering professional standards, and also by hobbyists who want to dip their toe in the water but can’t grasp what it takes to be good, even at grass roots level.

The reality is that, whatever your aspirations, it takes daily hard graft. Hours of it. You need to practise in order to keep your skills sharp. You have to get past the idea that great performance is simply about remembering words and notes and standing in the right place at the right time. Good god no! You have to do more than sing once a week through stuff that you didn’t learn properly in the first place, then hope for the best. There will be no ‘best’ under these circumstances. First you have to listen – a lot! Then you have to commit the material to memory – and I mean every note, every syllable, every note length, every dynamic variation, every nuance. And at that point, you’ll be ready to start working on the piece! It has very little to do with talent (although that helps) and everything to do with grafting. The 10,000-hour rule applies, big time.

So, if you’re a student, or a hobbyist seeking to be really good at what you do, please understand this – you will never be good enough until you get past the ‘try to remember it and then hope for the best’ stage. You need to absorb the material – all of it – into your very being. And then you have to add in the peripherals, like physical conditioning, turning up on time, fully warmed up before you get into the rehearsal space / lesson / whatever. And then determining to be even better prepared next time.

To paraphrase an old favourite: You wanna be good? Well being good costs. And right here’s where you start paying – in hours of practise, dedication and hard graft.

Welcome to my world……….