Tangled is a recent Disney film that restored by belief in the Magic of Disney. If I could choose my occupation, it would be as a singer of those wonderful songs that always accompany the movies.
Instead I help children with kidney failure. A fair trade.
But singing was always my secret love. I would put on my record player when I was very young as soon as people were out of the house and sing my heart out to Julie Andrews, my ultimate hero. Over time I recognized that I had a bell-like soprano voice. Kinda like Crème Brulee but sweeter. But, ever practical, I didn’t want to be a singer who couldn’t pay the rent. So I got my BSN and have paid my bills ever since. But time has a way of changing one’s mind, so two years ago I decided to get my voice in shape, and began lessons to partly keep my mind off of chemotherapy. They were going great and I was on a three-year professional track. I met several performance pianists who told me I had the best voice they had ever heard. I would bring in MP3 recordings to my co-workers and they would sit and listen with tears running unnoticed down their cheeks. Probably partly because they were so impressed that I was trying to do something despite my pitiful condition. 🙂
Then, disaster. I broke my voice. Badly.
I couldn’t sing, and could hardly speak for three months. And I was bitter.
Yes, Ben (Ben’s Bitter Blog), you see it in writing. The grateful woman was bitterly disappointed.
But I learned from the experience. I had been singing wrong and I discovered that one vocal cord was really doing the work of both. Probably due to a surgery that knocked out my taste on the right and most likely weakened the cord on that side. I didn’t realize that I swallow, talk and eat on the other side until this happened.
So I have been trying to sing properly, hard with a weak vocal cord. But it is improving. I can hear shadows of what it was in upper octaves. And my recent surgery to open my airway will be a good thing long-term. I just need to figure out how to say throat consonants a little better. I may never get all of it back and I have given up professional training. A bitter pill to swallow. But I can still sing at home, and that is a great comfort when I am sad.
I recorded a little song from Tangled called the “Incantation”. It has the most beautiful tune and lyrics. I often sing this for practice to strengthen notes above and below my break point. I wanted to share it as it turned out better than I expected, and some of you may never have heard this it you don’t have Disney age kids.
Greg (Memoirs of a Dragon) that double dog (or should I say…..Dragon) dare is still on…..