My concert last night went fabulously well. I somehow found some attitude to accompany my Habanera and there were orchestra members crying during my "Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again."
The conductor was so impressed by my performance that he kissed my cheek on stage right in front of the audience! Later in the show, Jack, a man who has been performing with the orchestra for 20 years came up to perform and he said, "Hey, you never kissed me!"
After Jack sang, the conductor gave him a big kiss on the cheek and said, "I hope that doesn't end up on Youtube." LOLZ
When I finished my song from Carmen, someone shouted "Brava!" I was astounded. That was my first Brava, a very big thing for an opera singer. All in all, it was a wonderful night.
The cutest little girl sang the National Anthem. She was five years old. After I sang my part and returned to my seat, she came up to me. I told her she'd done a fabulous job (she had; I almost died from the cuteness) and she just smiled shyly. Then her mom said, "Go ahead."
The girl looked at me and said in the smallest voice, "You sang very beautifully."
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I almost died from cuteness again. I thanked her and told her again that she'd been fantastic as well. I gave her a thumbs-up and she skipped away, rather proud of herself.
After the performance, the conductor invited me to sing with them next year. Ah! I accepted on the spot.
One down, three to go. I couldn't be happier. :)
Put up the tree before my spirit falls again.
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