S’wonderful
Sunday, February 24th, 2008I’m trying to get on and write this post but am being distracted by Phat Girls, which is currently showing on Star Movies, and which is as good as it sounds.
See what happens when V stays up as late as I do? 
It was a really wonderful night in the bar tonight. Familiar faces and new faces, and most importantly: all of them faces who seemed to really be there because of the music.
The atmosphere was different; and the best way, the only way, I can describe it is that tonight, for the first time, it felt like a real jazz club.
Which wa s’wonderful.
What wa s’also wonderful was how confident I’m feeling about my singing. The band are sounding really good, and I’m not fire-fighting any more - which means I’m freed up to sing freely and happily.
And what s’more, I’m finding that I can sing songs which I wouldn’t normally attempt as they’re too well-known or cliched to attempt (but am doing so for the audience here) and singing them, well, erm, well. As in: I’m making them my own, and finding a freshness in them which I never thought I would.
‘Fever’ sounds like I was made to sing it, and it’s a brilliant challenge to take a song like that which is so famous (and what’s more: a recording that’s so famous) and try to deliver it in a new - and sincere - way. Ditto ‘Cheek To Cheek’, which we start and end with just me and bass (on the ‘Heaven, I’m in heaven…’ parts) and which sounds so nice arranged like that.
My voice is going from strength to strength (as well as down from octave to octave), and tonight I truly felt entitled to be there on the stage.
And it’s a fantastic feeling - nay, wonderful, and marvellous - that the audience should care for me.
