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DST is just painful today... it hurts more than usual to lose an hour since I wasn't home at all yesterday and wasn't much on Friday night either.
It's been an interesting weekend so far though( mostly because of yoga and ) that BCAE voice and speech class I signed up for a few weeks ago. It'll have to get its own post because I have notes to type up. But I will say it was interesting. Overall I probably had less vocal trouble than anyone else in the room, which was an interesting 'perhaps I don't suck with the force of 1000 Hoovers' kind of reality check. One of the weirdest things in voyeuristic terms was the volume exercise we did. We tried the following:
Say "one" as if to someone 0-2 feet away from you (i.e. very softly).
Say "two" as if to someone across a table.
Say "three" as if to someone across the road.
Say "four" as if to someone across a football field.
Repeat "three", then "two", then "one" as before.
Everyone but the teacher had some trouble with "four", but a couple of the Asian women were finally (and only) attaining normal conversational volume levels at around "three" and "four". And they honestly thought they were being loud!* I felt bad for them since that's obviously a psychologically difficult thing to do, and probably almost impossible to make a habit of without further coaching or vocal training. The good news was that when they did speak at those levels, their accents became much more understandable.
I walked from Arlington (T stop) to Central Square for dinner with HLM, buying a skirt along the way, and then T'd back to Arlington for a chamber music concert. It was at the First and Second Church, which is Unitarian, has amazingly neat & contemporary architecture and happened to be selling some wonderful modern art, presumably toward some worthy cause. I doubt I will ever in my life feel the urge to go to church again, but if I do, I'll try that one.
*How these women could ever actually call to a friend across the street would be an open question if not for the existence of cell phones.
It's been an interesting weekend so far though( mostly because of yoga and ) that BCAE voice and speech class I signed up for a few weeks ago. It'll have to get its own post because I have notes to type up. But I will say it was interesting. Overall I probably had less vocal trouble than anyone else in the room, which was an interesting 'perhaps I don't suck with the force of 1000 Hoovers' kind of reality check. One of the weirdest things in voyeuristic terms was the volume exercise we did. We tried the following:
Say "one" as if to someone 0-2 feet away from you (i.e. very softly).
Say "two" as if to someone across a table.
Say "three" as if to someone across the road.
Say "four" as if to someone across a football field.
Repeat "three", then "two", then "one" as before.
Everyone but the teacher had some trouble with "four", but a couple of the Asian women were finally (and only) attaining normal conversational volume levels at around "three" and "four". And they honestly thought they were being loud!* I felt bad for them since that's obviously a psychologically difficult thing to do, and probably almost impossible to make a habit of without further coaching or vocal training. The good news was that when they did speak at those levels, their accents became much more understandable.
I walked from Arlington (T stop) to Central Square for dinner with HLM, buying a skirt along the way, and then T'd back to Arlington for a chamber music concert. It was at the First and Second Church, which is Unitarian, has amazingly neat & contemporary architecture and happened to be selling some wonderful modern art, presumably toward some worthy cause. I doubt I will ever in my life feel the urge to go to church again, but if I do, I'll try that one.
*How these women could ever actually call to a friend across the street would be an open question if not for the existence of cell phones.
