We had a discussion the other day about how he hates when people have a bright horizontal "ee" vowel when they sing and they sound like "Bad Annie Impostors" (yes, he actually said that). Of course, I have about the brightest most obnoxious long e vowels this side of the Mississippi, though I think he was probably talking about Celia's ee vowels and my own (for as I said, my voice is dying and my usually brassy mix is nil). Now I did point out to him that while his pure choir boy tone was nice to listen to, it was nigh impossible to hear. I told him this was musical theatre, and in musical theatre, you gotta shoot some sound through your nose.
And I am constantly having to make him do scenes over because he gets this look on his face that says: "I can't believe she's making me sing this stupid song/sway my arms back and forth like a buffoon/spin around in a circle while that stupid starfish casts a spell." The sad part, he's the only one of the merpeople who seems to be taking the play seriously (the others all just giggle and stop when they mess up, while he fights to keep going) but he's definitely taking himself TOO seriously.
I called him out on it today and feel kind of badly about it. I might have been more inclined to have a more private discussion with him about it later, if I wasn't so concerned about our accompanist playing everything at funeral dirge tempo (and STILL messing up). As it was, I was trying to invent excuses to sing most songs over again, in hopes that extra practice might make her more capable of sticking to Shirnest's tried and true motto of: "Keep it snappy, keep it happy."
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Our accompanist brought in a myriad of "musical toys" to add effects to the show.
She also embellishes and improvs the script.
Which is great, except in the mean time she messes the rest up and doesn't know her cues.
but other than that its great!
I like this game.
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