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Leap of Faith...

...but having leaped, maybe don't piss off that Royal Marine in Basra so he stops play when you've barely landed your gargouillards!   See My Tutu Went AWOL for more. #monday #mondaymotivation #mondaythoughts #lgbtqia #leapoffaith

Imposter Syndrome

   The Christmas corporate bookings are coming in. As Madame Galina, I'll perform the Sugar Plum Fairy; then when I've told the story of the Royal Marine taking umbrage at me onstage in Iraq and running out of the venue with me over his shoulder to dump me on a tank turret, I'll sing a big operatic number.   Over the years, as my voice has gone up and down in range, the sung pieces for corporate bookings have changed. In the past, I've sung "Bill", "Auld Lang Syne", "Fly Home Little Heart", and others. Most recently, in Aldeburgh, I sang Wolfram's "Song to the Evening Star".   In June this year, I sang Hunding in Die Walkure with the Mahler Players, conducted by Tomas Leakey. Claire Rutter was Sieglinde, Peter Wedd Siegfried.  Both were wonderful.   I'm studying now with Peter.  He teaches me to sing in as relaxed and natural a way as possible, and has anchored my voice in its true bass-baritone range.  Unhinged ...

Getting My Filmic On

  Looming without zoom...   Listen to me with the film speak. Sonder Films have chosen me as their next documentary project.  We'll be covering run-ins with a Royal Marine in Iraq, yodelling as a four-year-old with a strip-a-gram giraffe, being late onstage for Tesco Clubcard because the marquee erector forgot precisely which bit of garden wall he'd hoiked Humpty Dumpty onto. Usual.   WTS.... www.sonderfilms.com @SonderFilms #SonderFilms #documentary #amwritingmemoir

Peligoni

                                                                         The view...                                    The 'phew...'                                       The one...