Ok, I’m about to become very unpopular. As I have mentioned
recently I don’t go on Facebook much anymore. A big part of that is that I have
to scroll through 20 ads before I even see anything posted from someone I know,
and even then, their post is 3 days old, but I digress. At any rate, I was
scrolling through my feed the other night, and I came across 3 friends almost
one right after the other who had posted the duet of Suddenly Seymour from Little
Shop of Horrors sung by the cast in the most recent production at The
Pasadena Playhouse. Now, let me start by saying that I love Little Shop. I have seen at least 4
different productions, and both of my daughters have played Audrey, and all I have to do is hear the beginning
strains of Somewhere That’s Green,
and I will tear up. Each production
was different, and for the most part I enjoyed them all. This is not a
commentary on Little Shop. This is a
commentary on Musical theatre singing in general. Let me say here that this is
an opinion, my opinion, because this is my blog. You may disagree with me. In fact,
I’m sure the majority of you will, and that’s fine, but don’t read anything
into this that is not there. I am no stranger to Musical Theatre. I have been
singing since I was 3, and I did my first professional musical at the age of 10.
Over the last 46 years I have been in the chorus or featured in 22 musicals,
and I have seen countless others, not bad statistics for research. I do not
understand the obsession over vocal power. Now here’s the part where everyone
starts hating on me. I pulled up the recording of Suddenly Seymour as everyone was commenting how amazing it was. I
listened. I didn’t like it. There I said it. ANNOUNCEMENT: Please do not accuse me of not liking the duet because
Audrey is being played by a transgender actor! I did not even know that when I
listened to the recording!!! And this opinion has nothing to do with that! What I did not like was all the belting and
riffing. Now, they are not the first cast to sing the duet like that. In fact,
most do try to belt their faces off. I am also not opposed to belting a song.
There are certain songs that need to be belted, When You’re Good to Mama and All
That Jazz from Chicago, Everything’s Coming Up Roses from Gypsy, Poor Unfortunate Souls from The
Little Mermaid and lots of others. I, myself, can belt. My first high
school show was Godspell, and my
father said I got the role singing Turn
Back, O Man because I “blew the doors off of the back of the auditorium.”
People with a good belt are impressive, it’s true, but just because you can
belt doesn’t mean you should on every song you sing. Riffing is a blog entry
all on its own. Short and Sweet: I’m not a fan, and it’s way over used! Back
when I was auditioning for Godspell in
1978, there were no body mics. We had to project and belt to be heard at the
back of the theater or the top of the balcony, but today we have this cool
stuff called technology and you can whisper on stage and the cheap seats can
hear you because everything that’s heard by the audience is coming through a
speaker. This technology has been a great help to the actor and I’m sure saved
countless voices. Yes, even with body mics, there are still songs that need to
be belted, but only if the song or character suits that style. No, I do not
want to hear Feed Me from Little Shop in a lyric tenor voice, but
so many songs now become screaming matches between the actors. We get it, you
can sing loud. You have power, but let me use the Suddenly Seymour duet as an example. Audrey is broken and sad. Life has beaten her down. That song can
grow in power as she realizes that Seymour
gives her the respect she deserves. She can be someone with Seymour. The song can end powerfully,
but power doesn’t have to come from a belt. Too many times I just feel like the
actors are yelling at me, and I just want to turn it off. I have been listening
to Michael Caine read his book Blow
the Bloody Doors Off. He talks about when he first got into film after
being a stage actor for many years and projecting so the balcony could hear him
that he had to retrain himself to act for the camera. I experienced the same
thing when I was shooting my one and only film, and I was so frustrated because
I was used to being loud and booming, but there was no need when the camera is
6 inches from your face, and a boom mic is literally right above your head. Remember
that thing called technology? By the end of the 2-week filming I began to
appreciate the camera because I could embrace nuance and subtlety. That’s’ what
I miss with listening to musical theatre stars of today. Where is the nuance,
where are the subtle, almost breathless tones sometimes? I want to see that in
singing as well as dialogue. Stop yelling at me! Sing to me. Emote the song. It
can be much more powerful than just being loud. When you whisper, you draw
people in. Make the song about the song, not about how loud it can be! Rant
over!
Random thoughts, feelings, emotions, rants....and anything else that comes to mind.
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Friday, October 4, 2019
Monday, May 5, 2014
Suddenly Audrey
Saturday evening I was driving, and I felt a little numb (emotionally not physically for those reading this who are concerned for my safety) I was feeling maybe a little blue, but not really sad. It was just weird. I guess I was feeling Magenta, as Blanche Devereaux from "The Golden Girls" would call it. The week prior had been a tornado of frenzied activity as my baby girl was in her last rehearsals leading up to her final 3 shows in High School. I was helping with make-up and hair, so I was right there with her every night caught up in all of it! And then it was all over. I guess that's what I can blame the Magenta feeling on. You know how you feel when a television show you've followed for years finally ends? You've spent years with these people and watching performances that move you and make you laugh, and then that fateful day arrives when you realize I'm never going to see this again. I'm not doing very well at expressing this. I have talked about my youngest in blog posts before. We are extremely close! I have bragged about her singing and acting before, but this was different. Each night I was backstage with her right before show time, and behind the false eyelashes and platinum blond wig, she was her same old self, joking and laughing with her friends, getting frustrated with me because I wasn't styling the wig exactly the way she wanted it, and anything else that's uniquely her. Then I would leave to take my place in the audience to watch the production, Little Shop of Horrors. When Georgi walked out on that stage, she was Audrey, voice, mannerisms, walk, totally transformed. And then she opens her mouth to sing. WOW! Now, let me stop here to say that I am not surprised by her performance at all. In fact I have come to expect it because, plain and simple, she has a God-given talent for all of this. I wish I had been as good as she is when I was 18! Maybe I would have had the courage to GO FOR IT, as they say. Here's the thing, she doesn't realize just how good she is, and that natural talent, like hers, is rare, and that some day it will open huge doors for her. And I guess that's what made me have that numb kind of zenned out feeling, the realization that I was not going to get to see that phenomenal performance any more. It was a moment in time, and now it had passed, and I wasn't ever going to have that moment again. Now, that is not to say that she will never perform again. I know she will, but this one just hit me hard because it is the end of an era, and soon all things that have anything to do with childhood and growing up will be gone. And, yes, do you even have to ask, I am crying while typing this. So, thank you so much, Georgi, for letting me share in this wonderful experience, and seeing you become "Suddenly Audrey" I will miss her, and I know you will too.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
An Addendum to My Previous Post
Since I wrote my New Year's post at 2:30 AM this morning, I am not surprised that I left something out. In the fall of 2013 my oldest went through a very challenging and stressful journey to play a dream role, Audrey in Little Shop of Horrors. Very few of us get to play dream roles and often when we get our dreams there is always something that tarnishes them. So was the case for her. But through it all she persevered and came out on top and gave a kick-ass performance in spite of all who tried to stand in her way. She proved to me through that experience that she has the drive to pursue this crazy dream of becoming an actor!
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