Today I kicked into high gear getting business taken care of before I leave New York. It's a good thing I'm the queen of making lists, otherwise how could I remember anything? (Seriously, people who don't make lists are denying themselves the nigh-carnal pleasure of crossing things off of lists.) Banking, prescriptions, taxes, bills - acting like an adult! It's for the birds, I tell you.
I also had a good practice session. Something interesting about doing a show I've done before - muscle memory can be a friend and a foe. I know that I know this music, and can pretty much sing it without thinking. But then when I actually DO think about it as I work my way through the score, I get in my own way and feel like I don't know certain phrases and start to doubt myself. But the idea of depending on muscle memory is disconcerting for me. And that's odd, right, being more sure of knowing it when I'm doing it peripherally than when I actually focus my brain on it. It takes a specific kind of focus to get past that. I'll let you know when I do, smirk.
Did I mention that Utah Opera treats their guest artists like gold? I found out the other day that they are housing me in one of my favorite hotels in the city. It's a boutique hotel, and in the past, the people I have known that they've housed there have been VIP-types, so I'm feeling pretty good about that.
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