A Major
Pain in the freaking butt is what I would call the prep for this audition. Sure, I love all the songs. And sure, my trio will bring the figurative house down, but since I’m fully in charge of every aspect of the creation of this audition, and seeing how muchI have invested in it, it’s freaking me the fuck out.
For example, I chose to perform He Was Too Good To Me, from the musical Simple Simon, in a sort of blues feel, just a little different and more my style than the boring ballad most jazz singers usually do it as. (And I just ended my sentence with a preposition. Great.) I decided a long time ago that even though the key is Eb Major, that it would be better performed in A Major - more natural for me to sing, ere go - less likely for me to screw up if I get nervous. However, I just spent one whole day terrified that I was ruining the “integrity of the song” because of the change. I mean, I care what I’m saying in the piece, and what the music stands for.
I feel like I am losing my mind. Over an audition that is actually more of a formality anyway.
My subconscious is freaking out. I keep dreaming about tornadoes. Like, the apocolypse of tornado clusters every night that I have to fight to stay alive in. I think it has to do with things I can’t control. Bleh. I would like it to be the 22nd please.
