1. Nose and throat were fine all morning.
2. Went into the concert hall smiling and confident.
3. Introduced my first piece, "Never is a Promise" by Fiona Apple and counted Miguel in.
4. Sang the wrong verse... not melodically the same as the first...
5. Had to restart the song after not being able to find my footing.
6. Drug through the song because Miguel apparently decided that he was waiting for me when in fact I was waiting for the damn chord changes.
7. Throat phlegms up... right at the chorus... try moving between head and chest voice when that happens... no squeeks or breaks, just phlegmy sounding...
8. Guest adjudicator is a Jazz vocalist and needed help choosing my next piece.
9. Derek suggested Foolish Games, Ellen said no... how about Hear Me? It has a rock feel.
10. Hear Me went pretty damn awesome.
11. Back home, pissed, hating myself...
There's a first time for everything. Why does my first time messing up have to be last time I sing at Columbia? Why does it have to be when I am trying to perform my best for a final grade and possibly an invitation to sing at Singers Showcase??
Well Columbia, I guess that was my sucky goodbye.
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