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The Mietta Song Community 2014

25/7/2014

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“Let’s face it. Nowadays, music is a vocation. And so, without community, we have nothing……”

Taking part in the Mietta Song Competition this year (19 & 20 July) has been such a positive experience and, as most musicians will tell you, competitions rarely are. For that reason, I am really happy and very proud to have been a part of it and even more, to have made it to the finals. Believe me, I was so sure I’d blown it in the semifinals, that I could barely contain my excitement when my name was read out as a finalist. I hadn’t bought any food for breakfast, as I was fairly convinced (in a field that strong) that I would be brunching leisurely on the Sunday instead of preparing for a final! Duh.

I think there were several things that contributed to me finding the Miettas such an encouraging and uplifting experience. First of all, there is the fact that by now I’ve taken so many beatings at competitions and auditions that I guess my coping skills are just a whole lot better!

Secondarily, there was the oft-repeated information right from just after I qualified as a semifinalist, back in March, that the competition this year was going to be very close/the strongest field that had ever been seen at the Miettas/full of wonderful performers/some variation upon this theme. This was obviously very intimidating, but also made me feel very special and grateful to have even had the chance to compete. [I was also excited to air a particular piece – Dulcie Holland’s “To An Infant Son” – as it was the first time it was heard publicly since it was first written in 1958. I discovered this handwritten piece amongst Holland’s private papers (held at the National Library) when researching my Honours thesis in 2010, and it has not yet been published.]

As is fairly normal for me, in order to not freak out, I did not read anyone else’s biographies until after we were done. HOLY DOGBERRY!


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Sixth and lastly, I felt a genuine camaraderie with the majority of the competitors and even walked away with a few new friends. They were just a really nice bunch of people, and for that I am grateful.

Thirdly, the two days’ worth of masterclasses on the preceding days, with the likes of Caroline Almonte, Merlyn Quaife, Prof. David Kram, and an industry panel with Alex Furman, Helen Noonan, Anne Frankenberg and David Hobson, were so incredibly inspiring to me – brutally honest, but inspiring all the same – that I had to force myself to go home and calm down on Friday night in order to sleep before the big semifinal day! I really must recommend that, for any singers in Melbourne (or if you are willing to travel), these masterclasses are open to the general public each time the competition runs, and were SO worthwhile going along to!

One of the most important pieces of wisdom which really resonated with me (amongst several!) was something from Caroline Almonte: “Let’s face it. Nowadays, music is a vocation. And so, without community, we have nothing……” I loved that she told us this at the beginning of a competition, and I am sure it went a long way to helping promote the lovely atmosphere which pervaded.

And, to conclude, the best thing about this particular competition was my lied partner, Leigh Harrold, who played for both Ayse Shanal and myself, and quite deservedly took out the first prize for the pianists. When I first spoke to Leigh about this we barely knew each other, and I felt rather forward even asking for a recommendation for a Melbourne pianist to work with. His suggestion that we do it together was the thing that galvanised me into actually entering the comp in the first place, and we have both since articulated that the fun part was getting to work on the whole program together, becoming proper friends in the process, and – BONUS! – getting to perform the whole program in the finals, as we had hoped we would.


So there you have it. Resilience, quality performances, camaraderie, inspiration from mentors and ideas, community, artistic partnership, and fun. Completely obvious, when I put it like that, why it was such a satisfying weekend of music-making.

And easy for me to see why, even though I wasn’t awarded the big prize, I have come away feeling more confident in myself and what I do than I have for a long time: because it is growing ever clearer that for me, music is all about community, and not about coming first. In an industry where opportunities are few, and we are often made to feel that our worth is relative, that is an idea that makes me happiest of all.



(Photos thanks to Laura Black)

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"Handwritten in Song" at the National Library of Australia

4/2/2012

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My fabulous Lied-Duo partner, Ella Luhtasaari, and I had the most wonderful time at the National Library last night, performing a showcase of the vocal music in the "Handwritten" exhibition of manuscripts. I'd spent some fair chunks of time at the Library during my Honours year at ANU, even dragging Ella into the soundproofed recording rooms in the Oral History department to bash through piles of music that had been buried in the Archives in search of gems for my Honours project (Yes, some eyebrow conversations as a result of that. We came across some very interesting songs that were literally too racist and blood-thirsty to want to risk performing them, even as historical interest pieces. Some giggling ensued). I even managed once - I have no idea how - to talk somebody into taking me into the archive stacks where they showed me original scores that belonged to Dame Nellie Melba - her red pencil scrawls are still in the margins.

And the best anecdote I've heard from staff is about what they need to lock away in the strong rooms each night. Obviously the library has priceless treasures, like Captain Cook's diary, which stay there all the time. But it is also a copyright library, and as such, contains a copy of every publication of everything in the country, ever. Well, nearly. Each night they lock up the magazines that are most regularly stolen. Hilariously, this comprises: porn magazines, magazines about cake baking and magazines about cat grooming. Well, Canberra has its quirks, ladies and gentlemen.

Yup. Safe to say I love that library. Well, I have a thing about books generally, and especially old books, so it was always going to be love....
I've spent hours in the cafe there, eating their muffins and coaxing a thesis out of my laptop while kaleidoscopes of coloured light from the funky stained-glass windows spilled down on the white marble of the foyer. A high-ceilinged foyer that I sometimes wanted to test the acoustic of. Well, well, well.

It was as good as I'd hoped. And there was some crying. Not by me, by the audience. But in a good way. Not because I hurt them or anything.

Afterwards the guests were served with champagne as we all had a 'private' viewing (90 people in one room is not private) of the exhibition itself. I may have been slightly overwrought from an hour of German poetry, but I just wanted to lie down on the ground and stay there and never leave the room. There was an ORIGINAL MANUSCRIPT of Dante's The Divine Comedy from 1347!!! So. Much. Awesome.

Probably the most poignant moment, though, was standing in front of the scores for Act II and III of Mozart's "Le Nozze di Figaro", which has been such a massive part of my life for the last year, having done 40 performances of it in five different states. Because I was one of the two people in the room whom everyone seemed to be quite pleased with at that point, I went ahead and put my grubby little paws on the protective case, smearing my longing, fingerprinty wonder all over the glass. And the only words in my head were, "Thank you". (OK now I think about it, "Whoah" probably crept in there too.)

For more information on the exhibition, please go to http://www.nla.gov.au/exhibitions/handwritten

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    ____ In 2005 I found myself in London, broke, constantly sick, and working in a job I hated. I had dropped out of Uni and run away from Australia years earlier, and had had a mind-boggling succession of actually-I'm-not-going-to-share-them-on-a-professional website adventures. But I looked up one day and realised I really wasn't happy with my life. "So if you're going to change things," I asked myself, "what is the dearest dream you once had? What is it worth turning everything around for?"

    I had chronic pain from (unbeknownst to me) dislocated bones; both my lungs and my throat were compromised. I smoked a pack a day. I hadn't worn an evening gown since my Year 12 formal and couldn't really walk in heels. I didn't read music, and had never sung an aria, nor studied music at school. But I knew what I wanted: I wanted to serve the muse. Bit mad, really.

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