So now that the
opera and
master class are officially over, the time has begun for me to re-focus practicing towards my specialist degree recital. I kinda had to put it on the backburner because, in addition to the two afoermentioned performances, I also had the pleasure of singing Johann Sebastian Bach's
St. John's Passion with the Ann Arbor Cantata Singers
this weekend in celebration of Easter! Needless to say, I haven't really been able to put my most considerate energies towards the recital.
Luckily, a couple of weeks ago my pianist gracefully recorded the accompaniment to all of my songs so that I could practice them whenever I wanted to... something that has come in very handy now that I have more hours to spare doing processing in the stock room at Pottery Barn. And let me tell you, opening box after box of napkin rings, outdoor cushions and picture frames can get as repetative as Glenn Beck's crocodile tears without an iPod to displace the monotony.
I have all of the tracks organized under a folder entitled, appropriately enough, Joseph Roberts- Specialist Recital Accompaniment. However, I noticed today that iTunes' mystical album art locator actually found an image for my com-pletely fabricated album.
... ... ... ... so, that was a little surprising. Don't get me wrong, while green isn't exactly my color I'm still completely flattered nonetheless. Though, it did get me searching to see if there were any other misnomered musical machinations in my collection. <------alliteration, fools!
For the soundtrack of the movie Camp. If you've seen it... then you KNOW this is absolutely not an appropriate correlating image
The original cast album of Mack and Mabel. It was at this point that I started to wonder if my computer had an identity crisis. Or if it was going to pop a cap in me while I slept.
For Josh Groban's self-titled CD. And yes, I do realize this is also an admition that I still have his CD on my computer. Deal with it.
Finally some more color! Too bad the actual album is for Big River, a musical based on Mark Twain's Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. I doubt even Mr. Twain, a man they literally named the American award for humor after, could find the funny in this.
Apparently my iTunes thinks I have
much more street cred than I unfortunately do have. I'll take it as a compliment? If you don't hear from me in a couple of days, though, please call the Apple Genius Bar and make an appointment... ... ...
