So here we are. The night I’ve been dreading.

And yet, I feel only a mild amount of horror. I’ve done as much as I can. I’ve worked hard and if I’m not good enough to pass tomorrow, well, it’s just because I’m not ready yet. Singing to such a high standard takes years of practice perhaps more than I’ve had.

Anyway, it’s just one examiner and I can look at the score for one song. I just have to imagine I’m Mad Bess and the narrator and the Angel Gabriel and the Countess Almaviva. Just think about the emotions and the breathing will sort itself out. I hope.

I’d better try and get some sleep. Night all.

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