Oh, yeah. I do those, "Nah neh nee noh noooooo" type things, too ~ don't they have names for these? I sound like a raving lunatic. Anon
The Arts are more than a little weird ~ to say nothing of the Artists! OK, Ditz has gradually been growing out of her more extreme ADD tendencies but performer that she is she is prone to start up no matter where she is. Have you ever heard singing warm~ups?! Singers wandering round in an agitated state drinking galleons of warm water [warm, cold is bad for the throat], nighing & nanging before a performance I understand & the chances are high that everyone else in the Green Room is doing the same, or similar. Even a compere needs some blubbery lipped relaxation techniques but to hear sounds suddenly emanate from Ditz's room that sound like a horse in extremis or with a bad case of flatulence is unnerving, to say the least. It is unnerving for unwary drivers with little experience of her & boat~fulls of people are starting to think the child's not all there.
Soft ninging is one thing, up & down a scale, but when she starts up with the strangled cat routine, or the one reminiscent of fingernails down a chalk board, I'm generally pretty sure she's forgotten she's in a public venue. People tend to give us a wide berth. No idea why.
Ditz does not travel well [& I'm about to be locked in a plane for 8 hours with her! Give me strength!] Each week as we travel by boat to her various destinations she starts the same refrain. "Talk to me." I'm telling you, it's a real conversation killer! Especially as I wisely travel with a book & generally manage to immerse without trouble. ADD Ditz finds it almost impossible to concentrate on a book when she is travelling. Instead she wants to be entertained & I am meant to be the entertainer.
The thing is, on Wednesdays there is a whole roomful of them all doing exactly the same thing. I can't be the only parent suffering from odd noise syndrome.
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Did I prompt this post? It is very very funny.
You still haven't told me when you're leaving...sorry when we're leaving!!
Jeanne: We are leaving on December 13th! Back on the 17th. Hardly worth all the hoo~ha but that's how it goes.
If you think this post was funny you should try being in the car with Ditz when she starts up! lol And she wonders why I start cracking up!
Hmmm - does this mean that Jeanne is going with you? :P
Blessings,
Jillian
Hee hee hee... I can only imagine the reactions from the folks near-by! Not being musical in the slightest, I wouldn't have the foggiest notion of what the dear child was doing, lol. I would so love to hear your Ditz sing...
This is quite funny. Well, I suppose there is no way around it--Ditz must practice and warm up, but perhaps more drawing pencils are in order for traveling. :) You are really blessed....
Do you get the high high soprano bits that should be classed as a deadly weapon? To be in a car with a singer doing her best to break the sound barrier (or my eardrums).
Our piano teacher has group classes in the summer. One was done by a young woman attending the nearby music college. Her subject was voice and she demonstrated the exercises of which you; some are quite...well, one must be truly dedicated not to be embarrassed, but then very little embarrasses my daughter, so guess what she did after that little demonstration...?
I think the only thing I need to say is: I. understand. this. post. LOL
Jillian: I wish. I could do with some *sane* company!
Diane: Ditz would give you a great giggle!
Jan Lyn: I am blessed ~ but be grateful she's not yours!
Kimba: High sopranos really should come with a warning attached that they carry a concealed weapon with a lisence to kill. ;P
Seeking: You have my full sympathy. Have you run into voice hamonics yet? Now that's a choice little musical adventure that very nearly brought down all the tiles in our bathroom!!!
Moly: I.know. you. do! ☺
I had a roommate in college who was an aspiring opera singer, so, yeah, I know how weird it can get : ) : )
Ashley!!!! How lovely to have you visit again! Know things are hectic at your place but have missed you, girl!
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