Magnificat SHADY ...has left us .....puuurring......

Over the past few days Shady has declined in health to an alarming degree, and I had booked him in at the vets for merciful euthenasia on Wednesday 17th., but today, he was stumbling about the house heartbreakingly, so I arranged to take him for 'release' this afternoon. Rosalind (Plowright) had arranged to come for a breathe, so she was able to help me take Shady down town for the appointment, thank you so much for that Rosalind X. We gently loaded a very weak Shady into a large, soft cotton beach bag, tucked in with a towel, and Rosalind drove us to the vets. We had to wait a little, during which time Shady lay quietly, snuggled up in the bag, occasionally stretching out a paw and stroking my cheek. I tickled him on the nose and under his chin and he purred softly......such a fond farewell.... Eventually we were called into the surgery and Shady was carefully removed from the bag - no fuss or bother. He could only just stand on the table as the vet examined him and explained that Shady's eyesight was almost nil, and he had lost so much weight because he hadn't eaten for about a week, only sipped water occasionally, just a little bundle of skin and bone. "You are very kind to let him go, if only more owners thought of the animals' welfare it would prevent so much unnecessary suffering; it's time for Shady to go .." He gave the furry bundle a big hug, and I left them there - that's how I'll remember my furry friend - still breathing...just...Yes, warm tears are trickling slowly down my cheeks, but they're not sad, only in celebration of a dear little soft, silky friend of many years, which started when I lived in the cottage with him at 'Fairways', Kiri's previous house in the middle of a golf course in Surrey - many of my Swedish breathers will have met him there too.....Goodbye Dear Friend, thankyou for protecting me over those years, for that is how I felt you to be, now a new era is beginning ... and maybe there'll be a winged 'Shadypuss' flying around the world with me, serenading with his amazing baritone ? It's all in the mind y'know.... - same as singing.. Without imagination it doesn't reach the heart of the listener, so keep creating vocal magic my wonderful breathers, and most importantly .....keep b.......g.......puuuurrr.....

The legendary 'Shady' - on his last legs.....mmmmm

Having been abroad for a few days I noticed a very marked difference in Shady's condition on my return to Berko.....for those who don't know him, Shady is the lovely old jet black, silky velvet furred cat whom I 'inherited' from Kiri (te K) when she moved out of Leatherhead, Surrey in to London - no pets allowed in the new home. Shady and I met originally when I lived at Kiri's, after I retired as Studio Controller of The University of Birmingham Performing Arts Department. Kiri was returning from a stint as principal soprano of The Metropolitan Opera, New York, and invited me to join her and the family, residing in their garden cottage - " to be around, restore their antiques which had suffered the ravages of central heating in their American house, drive them around as required, and 'just be useful' " ..! Those were very happy years, and several Swedish singers joined me there to 'have a breathe' at Kiri's invitation. Eventually the breathing took over, and when Kiri moved, I returned to Hertfordshire, but have spent much of my time since then in Sweden. Shady is quite a character, and whilst at the Leatherhead house was often in some crisis or other...he would climb out onto a low branch of an oak tree, several feet out over the lake, stocked with golden carp, try to catch a fish - fall in, and drag himself out through slimy, smelly mud, looking more like a large rat than a cat - !! One dark evening he went missing and a general search was made. He could be heard mewing loudly, but we couldn't see him - until a torch beam revealed him 20 feet up a tree, scared and unwilling to venture down. A ladder was found and Shady was retrieved by a brave man who brought him down on his shoulder - which Shady clung on to with very sharp claws - ouch...He, Shady then walked elegantly away, tail straight up, head held high as though nothing untoward had happened - tttttt..! What a feline character.... In his prime he loved to chase a woolly toy, stuffed with catnip, at the end of a long cane, jump on it, and scrag the hell out of it with his back paws - those were the days, such fun...Today he is looking very frail, haunches (hips) unsteady, thin, eyesight failing, not eating, only sipping water, nor singing in his usual impressive baritone, so I called the vet who thinks it would be better to let Shady go to 'catty paradise' before I go away again next week - it will be an awful wrench in the heart - he's over twenty years old and lived here in Berko since 1994 ....now his breathing is sounding a little bronchitic, so it's time to go Dear Moggy....hope you're all feeling fit and well.....k..p b.......g....

So many 'lost' voices.....mmmmm....

Have you noticed how many people, especially in showbiz, are 'losing' their voices lately - can't remember such a 'plague' being so rife ? Maybe it's connected with air pollution, one can often 'feel' an uncomfortable roughness when inhaling, especially inside aircraft, or even in the garden when under a flight path. On a long haul flight from the Far East, when the lighting was lowered to allow passengers to sleep, one individual reading light was left on - and in the tiny, bright beam, an incredible swirling mass of dust and particles was astonishing ! I immediately put a silken scarf over my head in an effort to avoid taking in lungfuls of heaven knows what, and still do, much to the amusement of air crew, and fellow passengers alike....Might be an idea to try using filter masks experimentally - can you imagine the outcry at such a suggestion, but it might save a lot of working hours, and medication costs for the N.H.S. (British National Health Service).... Now I always use nose oil prior to embarking, available easily in Sweden in a little 'squirty' bottle, and lately an American product, given to me by a kind singer friend, using drops on a cotton wool bud, applied up the nasal passages.....so far, so good.... No 'blogging', lately as I've been 'in orbit' to breathe with some really exciting singers, all very experienced, who shall be nameless, and it's such a treat to 'find' new inspiration with all of them. I must be the luckiest soul alive to be blessed with such a fruitful life at a time when most are declining into inactivity etc..... One of my best breathers told me that three elderly members of their family died on the same day Dec.2nd 2008 ...personally, breathing 'for a living' is keeping me healthy and active due to the inspiration I derive from my 'regular', devoted breathers - thankyou all so much... Have to confess that, apart from becoming tired more often- (well, there has to be something to complain about or life wouldn't be worth living), I feel healthier than ever before - must be something wrong with me... At this very moment I'm wrestling with an equally lively, ancient moggy who wants to help me write this - yes, Shady, K.te K's beloved, and very affectionate old cat - and he never loses his loud baritone catterwalling - but he never uses public transport.....hmmm.....Am about to go flying again, so won't be writing for a few days - and the first Christmas cards are arriving already.... please k..p b....... good luck...

"Showboat " in .... Eskilstuna ? WOOOOOW !!

My recent visit to Stockholm was originally planned around going to Eskilstuna and breathing with the South African ensemble singers from Cape Town, of the "Showboat" cast, then seeing a performance, all set up by Ulrika Tenstam and Margaret Brilioth, the producer, both 'breathing chums' of mine. Strangely, things were frought with disconnection from the moment I arrived in the country - lines of communication had broken down all round, so I found myself staying, and breathing, at the house of friends out in Nasby Park, a very desirable residential area with vast villas - and I was able to hide away in their music room, almost unnoticed by members of the household. One of the fun elements of being there was playing ping-pong (table tennis) with two delightful nine year old boys, Adrian and Frederik - and golly, are they fast!! They were very kind to me to begin with -(we worked out that there were 66 years difference in our years!) - until they discovered my competetive streak - and then it was fantastic!! Considering I hadn't played the game for about half a century, my muscle memory was better than the conscious one, but of course, eventually the boys made mincemeat of me , and it was such fun, we laughed so much our sides nearly split - I can thoroughly recommend the game for anyone who wishes to keep fit and improve their breathing ...When I eventually made the pilgrimage to Eskilstuna I was greeted by the singers - all wide awake and eager to learn - they joined in the little breathing exercises with relish, and then came the amazing session, one to one, with some of the most charming and joyful souls I've ever met, it was almost a spiritual experience. Initially they started to 'sing' in the restrained European manner - what I call 'singing at you', not 'for you'. Then I invited them to sing me one of their folk songs - and that's when we really began to make progress. They sang and moved with rhythms that were so different from anything I'd heard before - it was riveting and truly breathtaking - I learned so much from this generous, happy group, and as we worked individually again - throats opened , lungs expanded, diaphragms fluctuated into the most ravishingly beautiful and impressive sounds - from some of the most unlikely singers - they all have fabulous voices and a passion for music. It was one of the most wonderful experiences in my 'breathing career'. In the performance there was such a great atmosphere of commitment and the desire to entertain the audience from everyone - and they did it magnificently..It is one of the finest performances I have ever been privileged to witness....good luck to everyone involved, everything was as it should be for maximum success....Congratulations to all concerned . Ulrika gave another of her brilliant portrayals as 'Julie', and her second number - 'He's just my Bill' didn't leave a dry eye in the house, especially mine - such incredible dynamics and nuances....and her 'timing'... absolutely fabulous; it will stay in my memory as one of the highlights by one of my most distinguished 'breathers'. So yo' all ...keep breathing....and to all my dedicated entertainers, keep charming the customers ....they are our future....

Where have I been......? 'Lost in the ether' ..ooops !!

Over the past couple of weeks I've been having trouble getting 'on line', hence the gap in blogging. Some programme or other 'snuck in' and blocked any outgoing mails, but now my itchy fingers sre on the go again. We have a public service here that entitles us free access to computers at the local library, but the sessions are strictly timed - thirty or sixty minutes, and the stress of trying to write mega-fast, for me, outweighs the advantage of communication ! So, sorry folks - I am still alive and kickin' - even - breathin'!! Hope I find you the same ---tee heee hee...witchy cackle...On the subject of which/witch - did you notice a more subdued celebration of Halloween this year? Here it was almost unnoticable, no noisy fireworks - bliss. The same situation for Nov. 5th. Guy Fawkes Night - only about 45 minutes of ear shattering bangers and 'cannons', for which I, and all animal lovers are truly thankful. Shady (pussycat) didn't have to hide under a bed all night. The cost of fireworks in the current fiscal mess presumably deterred the usual buyers letting their money go up in smoke...Some of you may not know what Guy Fawkes is about - he was a gentleman who was in a conspiracy to blow up the British Houses of Parliament, London, some time ago and rid the country of an unpopular government - hmmmm..... My most recent adventure to fresh fields and pastures new, was to Zurich, Switzerland - and it was a wonderful introduction to new breathers, including a fascinating session at the impressive University Music Dept., with a very gifted guitar virtuoso, Anders Miolin. He plays a 'multi' stringed instrument which he designed - amazing range and tonal quality, passing on his skills to a young man - 15 year old, who made it look so easy to play a classical guitar, and achieved most glorious sounds with his sensitive playing. After a few breathing 'links' we all discovered it helps to breathe efficiently - surprise, surprise ...!! In Zurich, I was a guest of the delightful lyric - 'scrummy, luscious ping' Swedish soprano, Lisa Larsson, whom I originally met at the Royal Opera in Stockholm when she sang 'Anne Truelove' in 'The Rake's Progress', (I was the guest of Marianne Eklof, 'Baba the Turk'- the mind blowing magnificent mezzo !), and later her enchantingly memorable 'Euridice' to Anna Larsson's incredible 'Orfeo' - the perfect partnership....Happy to report that Mats Ek has just won a prestigious prize for his unique and fascinating production concept of this beautiful score - a 'charmed' event - congratulations all round - some great breathing from all concerned....breathtaking for the listener...We had a lot of fun at Lisa's, and some enlightening breathing sessions in her musical music room - entirely devoted to the Muse....overlooking the lake, and cradled in the nook of a wooded, spiritual hillside, 'twas like being in Elysium - very appropriate for a Euridice..... Two of Lisa's International colleagues joined us for some serious breathing - and the house rang wih wonderful singing, pinging, and a great deal of - yes, you guessed - very well supported laughter... the secret of good singing is that one should enjoy it ....we suuuure do...as all my regulars can confirm.....so, please, convey your lyrical, musical messages to your listeners - and enjoy the inpsiration you can give them...You all know how to find Anna (Larsson) on her blog - and tune in to her on You Tube - if you want to catch up on Lisa (Larsson), you'll find her there too, (or through Google) - go to = Lisa Larsson - chi sa qual sia ..and enjoy a vocal feast of Mozart arias ---Vado ma dove, and Alma grande - and there's some Bach on there too for good measure.... don't forget to ....k..p b.......g......

Bill Buckley and Ingrid.....

At the most unlikely hour 03.50 the other morning, having been woken by Shady ( 20 plus, K.te K. cat 'lodger' !) I was listening to Bill Buckley, wide awake presenter on LBC Radio. There was a quiz in progress, and the question was, "in which film was this the final phrase - "this could be the start of a beautiful friendship ". A caller said it was "Casablanca", to which Bill replied 'Oh yes, the one with Lauren Bacall'. At this, my sleepy brain kicked into gear - and I found myself calling the station to say that the star of the film was Ingrid Bergman, not Bacall. I asked the receptionist to tell Bill, and to my surprise she asked if I'd like to talk to him ! "Why not" said I. The lady told me to ring off and she'd call me back in a few minutes - which she did ....So, at about 03.15 I found myself having a very nice chat on live radio, with one of Britain's most stimulating hosts - would you believe ?. Anyone who knows me would... We covered several subjects, how I'd worked with Ingrid whilst Property Manager ( stage props. not real estate !) at Chichester Festival Theatre, in the 1970's; her disappointment when she saw the designs for her costumes In "The Waters of the Moon". When asked if there was a problem, she said that the play was set in the 1930's, and her character was a stage star. "I WAS a star in the 1930's, and I would never have worn anything like those designs...". So the bright young lady designer's drawings were scrapped, and a 'mature' gentleman, Finley James, (who started designing in the 1930's) , was commisioned to create new outfits - and they were gorgeous, so we had a very happy Ingrid on that count. The other concern for her was acting on a thrust stage - audience on four sides, but she soon adapted to it . At one of the first performances she managed to muddle her dialogue . Instead of saying ' Oh look, the children are throwing snowballs", it came out as "Oh look, the children are snowing throwballs !". She then collapsed in fits of laughter which 'brought the house down' - hysterics all round for several minutes...She was such a Dear, kind and generous lady - truly a legend....I've been so lucky.... Bill had said earlier in the programme that he'd had some problems removing stage makeup ealier in his career, so I mentioned that I had a similar experience with professional stage makeup remover - the perfume caused nasty eruptions on my usually unblemished skin. My Doctor recommended that I use Liquid Paraffin, a well known laxative - pardon me..? 'Just put a few drops in the palm of the hand, and when it warms up it is the most gentle makeup remover' he assured me - true enough, it is, and leaves the skin as 'soft as a baby's bottom'...mmmm. Going on tour, I decanted some L.P. into a quarter size brandy bottle, which I always placed on my dressing table in the theatre. One day a stage manager 'phoned in to say he was sick - and two days later, when he appeared, he asked me what was in that brandy bottle !! Yeeees , he'd taken a big swig of the liquid - and didn't stop running for days.....poor lad...I'm still giggling about it ....Bill has asked me to write a book of anecdotes - so I'm getting nearer to it every day ..I promise...Anna (L) will be pleased.... If you'd like to hear the 'Awesome' Anna Larsson sing in person - go to the Wigmore Hall, London, on Monday 24th. November 2008, singing a recital with Stephen Bishop, piano....a real treat to look forward to....'bye for now, k..p b.......g... and have fun...

Attitude - a la Whoopee G......what a breather.....!

Whilst living at Kiri's in Leatherhead some years ago, her daughter Toni (Antonia ) rushed in and burst out " Anna - Anna! You MUST go and see 'Sister Act', it's absolutely You ! " Hmmmm - wonder what Toni means ...? When I took her advice and went to see the film I understood exactly.... The story involves a gangster's girlfriend, played by the celebrated Whoopee Goldberg, who witnesses a murder, and the police decide to protect her by hiding her in a convent. Why not ? Where else would you hide a black lady other than in a convent full of white nuns ...? From this you'll gather, if you haven't seen the film, that it is full of high jinks, hysterical situations and some deliciously funny scenes - forbidden 'ice cream orgy', etc.. The part that Toni equated with me is where Whoopee decides to chivvy up the convent choir which is a little lack lustre to say the least, by explaining 'attitude', or 'projection' as it's usually termed in the business. One of my methods is to suggest that a taxi cannot be summoned by whispering 'taxi' in a hushed tone - "TAAAAXI" at full vocal throttle is much more effective - unless you have a tremendous whistle like Anna (Larsson) which can be heard for miles - one of her less known attributes.....This all came to mind when 'Sister Act' was shown on t.v. the other evening.....that's it for today folks, I have to go for my daily stroll and a breath of fresh air up here in the Chiltern Hills - pop over some time and join me.......mmmm, k..p b.......g....

Enthralling Ellie - you made my day ..!

A few days ago, Eleanor (Hemmens) arrived here to pick up where we left off 'breathing', after a couple of months trekking about the Far East - intrepid explorer, brave lady.... One of her new aquisitions is a mini - mini Cannon camera, almost in the 'spy' tradition, with video facility - so we tried it during the session - and it's faaabulous ! Today, Ellie has sent a small clip of herself 'bobbin' up and down' in true Simsannabim style - and it's hysterical - I'm still giggling ...! Ellie is a natural English rose, with a voice to match. We met at Rosalind's (Plowright) Royal Academy of Music Master Classes in August 2007, and were very impressed by her potential - she was nicknamed 'The Baby' of the class, being several years junior to all the other participants, and the powers that be were not sure that she should be allowed to take part, being so young. However, Rosalind and I agreed that there was no reason why she shouldn't - and we were right ! Ellie's progress has been very exciting (still only a mere 21) and the future is very bright for her. Currently studying at The University of London, (not music) we meet as often as possible and just have a lot of fun. This week, we worked through a number from a modern musical which she's auditioning for - good luck with that one....If you want to see the clip, it's on - http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Ps2461yko4I At first, it loads in slow motion, but eventually it plays through recognisably .......Fellow breathers will recognise the movement - feel free to join in.....You will have gathered by now that I did not win the £100 million on the lottery - but a clip like this is worth much more ......The international financial situation is dire, to say the least, just pray that common sense comes in to play soon, even intelligent thinking - where is all that money - it can't have disappeared - any ideas ....the prospects are enough to stop one breathing, but pleeease don't - it'll all come out in the wash - ooops ...'til then, keep bobbin' up and down - and you'll be happy to know that Remarkable Rosalind is very happily installed at Seattle Opera , where she will deliver her stunning 'Klytemnestra' , in Strauss' "Elektra", premiering on October 18th. 2008 and k..p b.......g breathing - lots o' love to you all....Simsibimsi ...

So I'm a 'hermit' ...tut tut!!!

Today I was listening to a radio programme and discoverd that a person living alone is classed as - yes, a HERMIT !!!! Tee heee heeeee! What a surprise.... To me a hermit has always conjured up pictures of hairy, bearded, ancient men, living in a cave, or grotto - how disappointing that civilisation (.. civil..what ..?) has brought us to this - so much for the welfare state - whose welfare is it actually concerned with...? Primarily it seems to be the Government and it's 'over the border' Cabinet Ministers - sad but very prosperous lot out of our taxation generosity... having no experiece of matters fiscal before taking power - and boy, do they enjoy their power over the general public who elected them to serve, not bully; 'tis the same as always after an election, whichever party, the priorities change and promises are empty words as soon as governing is granted by the electorate. At the Labour party conference this week, blackguard Brown 'Prime' (?) Minister - un-elected but installed after 'bully Blair' deserted the sinking ship - he scuppered it and now fancies himself as Pope - talk about delusions of grandeur....These two Scots, along with their Cabinet compatriots have, ostensibly, stifled the English way of life - dour Scots we do not need , but that's what we have --- Hadrian should have built the wall a lot higher !!! The most shriekworthy statement G.B made at his party rousing speech was how lucky we are to be pensioners under his regime - lying toad ('scuse me )!!! One of the first financial changes he made was to rob the Retirement Pensions Funds of billions of pounds, which has made most of us 'paupers' in our own country, after investing those billions for retirement security. The Government have provided themselves with massive annual pensions, of course, which no one can rescind....I must have a deep breath out in the garden before I explode with a feeling of despair. ..... Ah, that's better ...... Checking my chances of financial survival today at my bank, I was advised to sell the house and go abroad... nice one ! Question is - which country would welcome and old Hermit.... ?? I'm laughing aloud at the prospect of finding a cave or grotto on a friendly shore......At least the British Passport is still fairly well respected in the 'civilised' world - wherever that is........friends in Sweden have offered me a "Frigoboda" (spelling) in their garden - quite tempting.....and could be fun ......Maybe I'll win the Euro Lottery, for which I invested £1 pound today - my first 'go ' ...wish me luck, then we can aaaall have a great party and breathe, and dance and sing 'Land of Hope and Glory " - you gotta be jokin'...back to the beans on toast and kippers .....brain food don't ya know - if oooonly I still had one , brain I mean - working on automatic pilot these days....there is still much for me to accomplish on my mysterious compulsive mission - and I am winning ....... so have faith ...and k..p b.......g

So I'm a 'hermit' ...tut tut!!!

Feasting on figs ......

Safe and sound at home again, the garden is fairly jungle-like, and in the dense foliage I discovered a hoard of squidgy, succulent figs - ooooh, maybe that's what is missing from the "Samson and Delilah" production, currently being held together by Awesome Anna's (Larsson) sumptuous voice and magnetic personna - give 'em figs, not bombs.....After the years of honing 'Delilah' vocally, it was great to hear her 'for real' on stage - what an artist - congratulations, you thoroughly deserved the ovation at curtain call Anna - no one wanted to leave the theatre it was so exciting...here's to your every success with the rest of the run....The 'breathing thing' as my routine is referred to is really making a difference to the sound of singing in Sweden. It was good to see Anna a few days later on her "blogg", working with Anki Hognabber, after Anki and I had had some fun breathing in the studio - I then left to fly home... Anki and I met some years ago on Aland where I regularly gave Summer School Masterclasses - and thoroughly indulged in Abba repertoire ! At the time, one was aware of Anki's potential as an exciting, clean voiced soprano, but when funding dried up in Aland, we lost track of each other - until Anna L was giving Master Classes at Kulturama in Stockholm, and invited me to join her at a session - and there was Anki, bright as a button, but singing in a not too familiar mezzo-soprano voice. We soon sorted that out, and she's now back to her true rich soprano which will develop who knows how...? As usual I'm feeling somewhat brain-dead after the exertions of breathing with all my lovely 'converts' in Stockholm. 'Converted to what?' I hear you think ? " Breathers of course !!" It's all becoming so exciting with new singers joining in the fun. Won't tell you now who they are, I'll just wait for some of you to ask "Are you working with - so and - so ?" When I say "Yes" - "I thoooought so " is the usual reply. Good Luck to my Terrific Tenor - Goran (Eliasson) and his management company - how wonderful to have a manager who can sing brilliantly and understands the priorities of the artistes. Here's to a very happy and successful trip to Cape Town as 'The Poet' - toi toi toi ......And to Luscious Lisa Larsson in the Britten 'Les Illumination' in Zurich on Wednesday. You came through loud and clear, and beautifully, on Swedish Radio in their tribute to you last week. I was most impressed by the morning programme too, when I had the opportunity to hear you play the flute - is there no end to your talents - it would be a master stroke for you to play that lovely passage in 'The Elysian Fields' scene in "Orfee"... The marvels of modern science which allow one to hear the radio via the internet......please k..p b.......g all of you - and be joyful !

Back home, safe and sound.......aaah ....

Yes, I made it back to Berko, with just a little 'hiccup' at Heathrow Airport. Having gone through passport control quickly and without any fuss, I discovered some minutes later that my passport was nowhere to be found - panic ! Now I know how it feels to be a refugee - no status. By some strange quirk of fate the first official person who randomly appeared, and nowhere near their base area, was a very kind and calming member of S.A.S staff ! Having just flown with them from Stockholm, he was most concerned that I should not be upset, and that all would be well. He suggested I go back the way I had just come, to see if I could find the missing document. As it happened, I'd been to the Prayer Room - the first time I've ever done so - and I've no idea what prompted me to do that, I simply felt I needed to say a prayer to give thanks for a most successful Swedish visit, and the blessing of so many fine and inspiring singers . No sign of passport in the Prayer Room - so I said another prayer for its retrieval ! After fifteen minutes I met the S.A.S. rep. again and ,would you believe it, the passport had been handed in to Airport Security - I really do believe in the power of prayer...
On Saturday 13th. September 2008 I was privileged to attend the first performance of Anna (Larsson) in her brilliant portrayal of "Delilah" at the Royal Opera , Stockholm. Her premiere was the highlight of several years working the role 'into the system', and oh, how it was worth waiting for - breathtaking , overwhelmingly beautiful phrases and golden tones ..... For me it is all the more surprising with some of my 'breathers' in that, knowing them offstsage as busy, devoted Mums, they transform onstage into the most fascinating "Vocal Goddesses" , Anna L , Rosalind P, Hillevi M, Marianne E, Lisa L - I am sooo lucky. Whilst staying with Goran (Eliasson) and Anna , I had such a lot of fun with their two lively, spirited, boys, Axel 7 , and August 3 - the latter being my kindred spirit.... 'Rough and tumbling" is their favourite game with me at the moment . I stretch back on a vast couch in the playroom area, with a giant cushion on my tum - then they leap from an occasional table at me with peals of laughter as we all end up in a heap of giggles and cuddles - surely does keep one young and fit - 'tis also rather good for deep breathing !!! Shady, the Kiricat, was pleased to welcome me home, and we've been having a slightly less boisterous time playing with a catnip filled toy mouse - and now I will rest for a few days, breathing tomorrow with Rosalind P before she flies off to sing in Seattle - life is so full of variety and wonderful colleagues......so, dear readers - k..p b.......g ....

It's "D day" = Delila day - at laaaaaaast.....

Yes, this evening we shall be able to enjoy the result of some years preparing for "Awesome Anna's Delila" at the Royal Opera, Stockholm - Anna Larsson that is - as if you didn't know whom I mean !!! With her delicious, breathtakingly beautiful contralto voice, in who knows how many pure octaves (!) I defy anyone not to be seduced by it....The variety of colours and dynamics is almost inhuman, and that is intended as the finest compliment. How can a mere mortal conjure up such inspiring sounds? Because Anna is not a mere mortal, of course, but a most gifted artist.... At the last rehearsal there was the most wonderful silence from the audience whenever she sang - no coughing, fidgeting or moving about. It was as though time stood still, with everyone rapt in wonder at this life enhancing experience. (The last time I recall it happening was when Kiri (te K) took the opera world by storm with her 'Contessa' in 'Le Nozze di Figaro' at the Royal Opera, London in 1974) - it doesn't happen very often, which makes it the more memorable. No one dared make a sound to disturb the magical flowing sensual vocal waves of pure sonority - indescibable actually.... There's not a lot of scope for the usual steamy, sensual romping about in this production, almost no physical contact - well, Delila does despise Samson after all - so the sheer dynamism of her voice is even more vital. "Printemp qui commence" , ooooh, it flows out like pure gold, and all her arias likewise.... who could resist her? Apart from the voice, this devious Palestinian seductress is as statuesque and beautiful as I've ever seen - it isn't a case of 'the show's not over until the fat lady sings' .....So, Dear Anna - toi,toi,toi, it's been a fascinating journey and I've loved every privileged minute of it .... Don't forget to have a hanky ready folks if you're a sensitive soul, this portrayal will bring tears to your eyes for its sheer beauty....and please k..p b.......g after the arias.....!!

My 'Seventh Heaven'......

So where is this ideal place ? Right here in Stockholm ! I'm surrounded by 'Breathing Devotees' and it's bliiiiss ! Of course I'm grinning all over my face because it must sound really wierd to the uninitiated that breathing can 'turn me on' - cheap thrills as we say back home ..!! No, they're not actually cheap 'timewise'. Anyone who knows about the breathing routine, and the time it takes for the body and brain to absorb the necessary sensations and synchronise them, knows that it is a lifetime study, it doesn't happen in one session and goes on developing with experience....Something has definitely occurred here since my last visit - after a longer break than usual. There is a more marked difference with many singers, maybe it was the lovely summer vacation - that's more likely. Whatever, I am thrilled at the progress everyone is making , and we are almost at the culmination of the most fascinating journey with 'Awesome Anna' - yes, the Larsson one ! Her 'Delilah' is about to 'come out' and stun us all.....Even in the last few days we've found new vocal colours and phrasing - woooow - I do hope you've booked in now, because I think it will be something to remember in the archives of exceptional performances by a singer fully connected with their air and talent. The production does not lend itself to the usual 'steamy' seduction routines - but she gets her man triumphantly in the end, one way or another......It was odd for me that the first on stage dress rehearsal with orchestra was not conducted by the principal conducter (and he's replaced the original who withdrew, I understand), so the tempi and dynamics came as a bit of a surprise to the entire cast and technicians - straaaaaaaaange ..... Never mind, they coped with their usual professionalism and , with any luck, they will find out at the dress rehearsal on Thursday, what to expect at the first night......hmmmmm.....It's O.K., I am as usual sitting here, tongue in cheek, grinning......the 'it'll be alright on the night' philosophy will come into play...... Another treat - tonight you have the opportunity to hear Lisa Larsson, the gorgeous 'Euridice' to Anna Larsson's 'Orfeo' ealier this year, glide mellifluosly through some lovely works at The Royal Palace here at 8.30 p.m. -and I'm gonna miss it because I'm booked to breathe with an interesting choir in Solna......should be fun...so GOOD LUCK LISA.....from us all.....we'll 'be with you' .....toi toi toi ... and don't forget everyone ...k..p b.......g.....X

It's all a question of stamina.....

Having travelled with Anna (Larsson) on the "Samson and Delila" trail for some years, it's really exciting to be so close to making the staged performances. As Anna has been hyper-active for several months now, I was interested to see how one survives such a hectic schedule on so high a profile... Well, of course, it's a major miracle ! In Gothenburg we had the Wesendonck Lieder and Gustavo Dudemal, plus romance concerts with the delightful Matti Hirvonnen, and immediately after that in Stockholm; Erda' in Vienna and Aix-en-Provence, concerts in New York, The Polar Prize, etc., etc, - pheeeew - the Vikings are still conquering the world !! In England when such magnificent artistic results are achieved we say "It must be the water", so please can you ship us some of your magic water to Berkhamsted.....Teasing apart, at the end of an arduous day rehearsing at Kungliga Operan, Stockholm, this week, the French director of "S & D" cheekily looked at Anna's 'stunned rabbit' expression ( she was veeery tired) and said "Aaaanna - you look as though you have egg on your face - no, no, - it's a compleeeete omelette...!! " Which ended the day with much laughter and relaxation.... Now for a few days well earned rest, and then we're off on the rollercoaster again....On this visit, apart from catching up with Anna, I'm having a great time with all my 'breathers' - they must be on the magic Swedish water because they have achieved new vocal sensations and look as though they are really ENJOYING - singing ! WOOOOW ..! I jest and can't stop chuckling, it's so rewarding when a singer starts smiling instead of frowning when they try out a new idea I've suggested - and it WORKS !! The thing that amazes me is that my ancient brain has enough stamina to 'stay the course', no matter how long it takes to connect the voice and air for some.....for me it's a challenge. Next week I breathe with a very good choir in Solna, and have been assured that they will probably be a leeeetle bit stubborn in accepting my (odd) ideas about supported singing, 'and will be difficult'.... Greeeeat - there's nothing I like more than a challenge - I guess it's that awful thing called 'ego'...? Doesn't matter what you call it as long as, eventually it's successful.... Tomorrow I have a session with my 'junior' breathers - fascinating to find what is necessary as the catalyst for young singers to ignite the spark of vocal creativity...I just love it, and we all have a fun time in the process.. You'll be hearing some of them in a few years .... wish them luck...
Have a happy Sunday - 'byee ....k..p b.......g....X

Fresh and rarin' to goooo in Stockholm...

Having landed safe and sound, been whisked off to Nasby Park, a leafy green suburb, by Liz-Marie (Tammo) a cosmic coluratura soprano yet to be 'discovered' here - you should hear her "Natts Drottning" ('Queen of the Night')or "Zerbinetta" - mind blowing ! To many these roles are terrifying, but they just pour out of Liz- Marie like fresh spring water, clear and strong, none of the soubrette about this one, a full blooded female, rich, round sound ! Don't ask me how she does it, just natural ability....as with all 'my' fine breathers, I have the best of all purposes in life - being privileged and honoured to help guide them to greater heights than they, or I, ever imagined - it really is MAGIC all round. For me the pinnacle of achievement would be to have a wealthy philanthropist interested in forming a group, all using 'our' synchronised breathing technique, to demonstrate just how incredible perfect phonation can inspire the listener - and bring - harmony into everyday life ....Winners of the BBC "Last Choir Standing" competition were my choice all the way through - "Only Men Allowed", a Welsh choir - fabulous - they richly deserved to win - such harmony, and what a gooorgeous group of men ..WOW ...They can move and dance too....Having just steamed in the bastu (sauna to you non-Scandinavians) cleansed and refreshed, I'm ready to have lots of fun with my stimulating friends here, and catch up on all the news. 'nighty 'night - and don't forget to k..p b.......g

"Harmony" .....

Harmony, according to the Oxford English Dictionary = "Agreement, sweet or melodious sound".....Oh that there could be more harmony in the wide world, combined with kindness and compassion. There probably, hopefully is, more than we realise, since none of these elements rarely make the headlines.....Thankfully I am blessed with very special loving friends and family, always have been - what a gift.... The relevence of harmony was brought to mind succinctly by Mariella (Karle), a talented young Swedish soprano whom Anna L. and I are encouraging to develop her potential. In a e mail (and I have her permission to quote from it - such trust...!) she wrote " My Sister lives next door, and this weekend her parents-in-law are here to visit. I can hear them playing string quartets through the wall, what a nice thing to do on a Friday evening ! Not many people would do such a thing these days. Making music brings harmony , don't you think ?!" Yes, I do think so - Such wisdom in one so young... there's hope for 'civilisation' yet....Now to finish my packing - I'm almost ready to join in harmonious pastimes and performances with many of my beautiful breathers in Stockholm ... see you all sooooonn - as we say here "put the kettle on"...ooooh, my taste buds are tingling for my favourite fishy food favourites - bockling, lax fina, krafte, Liz-Marie's hand made tunn brod - and La La Larsson special kottbulle .. and so much more - mmmmmmmmm ! 'I want to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony' - let's do it soooooon....'til then, k..p b.......g

It's cooler.....

Yes, there's a little hint of autumn "a'comin' in" - and the most important task for me now is - what to pack for my Stockholm visit next week ? Sure as 'eggs is eggs', if I turn up with warmer togs there'll be 'an unseasonal heatwave', and if I stay in summer clothes - we'll have a 'cold snap'... so I think I'll wear two layers, then I can shed or don as the weather dictates ... That reminds me of an amusing incident, when I was playing the leading lady, in Ivor Novello's musical "Perchance to Dream", many moons since, when I had the proverbial 'hour glass figure' - oooh yes I diiid !!.Use your imagination.... The show is set in three different generations - you play yourself, then your daughter - and finally, your own Granddaughter ! This entailed a very quick costume change from Victorian crinoline to 1920's "flapper" dress. The only way to achieve it was to 'underdress' the 20's costume, whizz offstage to the quick change room and strip off the crinoline. All well and good for several performances until there was a change of conductor - without a technical rehearsal to give him some idea of timings......ooops - economy- ! Always a hairy situation all round - technical crews, wardrobe and makeup staff sometimes have to cope with a lot of stress on these occasions.....and poor dancers, if they haven't had time to rehearse - the 'flying ballet ' can manifest itself. In "Orfee" at Stockholm Royal Opera last spring, with a change of M.D., the ballet master 'shot' out of the production box with a stifled expletive, and made it onstage in Olympic time to assist in harnessing the incredibly versatile Anna ('Orfee' Larsson) for her spectacular "Cirque du Soleil" slow motion tumble down to Hades - they just made it.....phwooor. The dancers survived the double paced sequence - and did Ana Lugana and I we ever hold our breath - and hands - so long... Such is the excitement of the adreniline rush which typifies the 'live' performance and keeps things moving along ...and hooow! Back to Novello - quick costume change. So, there was I, with a third of the rehearsed time to swap costumes, due to superfast tempi set by the new conductor, and no way of making it to the little changing room, so we just got on with it in the wings. The routine was that I simply held my arms up over my head, two wardrobe ladies unhooked the bodice at the back (no zips then..) and pulled the crinoline down;, whilst a third lady held up the bodice of the flapper frock. In the ensuing panic, third lady didn't make it, so I found myself doing the only striptease of my professional life - and that really does take your breath away and turn ones cheeks puce - hands clutch boobs, stagehands TRY NOT to look - you must be joking ...! (I can hardly write for laughing at this reminiscence). At the time I had very presentable 'assets' - wouldn't dare do it now as the sight might blind the crew .....has anyone else had such excitement in a spontaneous and un-rehearsed scene....? This week a nine year old American boy pianist is giving a concert at the Royal Albert Hall, London. He's been playing since he was - two - and is very impressive with a precocious talent....let's hope he's not burnt out in his youth as is so often the case with ambitious parents.....! Personally I was a 'late starter' and am still 'trying to catch up with meself' - that's not a mis-spelling but an 18th. Century 'turn of phrase' - just my era...!!! Hee he he..madcow disease is still about.....To all of you, especially my lovely breathers, be happy and inspired. Yesterday I had a mind blowing session with the Remarkable Rosalind P - she's off to give them a treat in Seattle soooon, and watchit - I'm storing up energy for you all over the North Sea ........aaaaah, I look forward to the fresh air of Sweden and much fuuun....not to mention that little number hovering on the horizon - "S & D" 13/09/08 ......k..p b.......g...

Our " Golden Olympics " are over - and we're "gobsmacked " !!

"Gobsmacked" ? To those who are not familiar with this rather vulgar expression, it means "How the Dickens did we do it" ? Do WHAT ? It hardly seems real, but our wonderful Olympic athletes have arrived home with 19 GOLD medals, and a total 47, including silver and bronze .....WOOOOW ! It's the best result for 100 years !! I guess we are slow developers so there must be hope for the future...here's to 2012 in London. Considering the one + billion Chinese, millions of Russians and Americans, it does seem as though the Gods (whoever..) were smiling on us, and the Earth Angels were certainly flapping about - long may it last.... After those days - and nights- of heightened emotions all round - just as much here in the U.K. as in China, it's so quiet now, just Shady and me, (he's actually not that quiet when hes 'caterwalling' ..), no raising the voice and shouting 'Go for it' at the crucial last few seconds of a competition - as though they could hear .....Well, we all wanted to do our little bit to energise the contestants - and I believe that encouragement, through the ether, is powerful....many of my singers are inspired by it, or so they tell me....The person I was most concerned about was not an athlete but the commentator of the rowing events - he was so excited he all but split his vocal folds oooowh, painful to my ears and stressful to my throat - the same as experienced when listening to an un-focussed and airless voice 'singing', it takes hours for me to be able to swallow comfortably - know what I mean .? The final flourish, typical of this zany nation, was the apllication of a golden nose cone on the British Airways plane that brought the team home!! It was such a dignified greeting ceremony, with none of the super-power "glitz"and overstatement, just a lot of gold medals dangling around proud necks - we couldn't compete on those terms, so we did the "What's all the fuss about " routine - quaint. Yes, we will have a much "cooler" approach in four years time....we don't have to advertise that we're great, everybody already knows ..!! (Teasin', teasin'....) Now we await that Swedish "Golden Girl" event - "S & D" Royal Opera, Stockholm - 19.30 Sat. 13th. Sept. 2008, and if you don't know what I'm referring to, look back a few blogs - it is a very special date with destiny......My poor old eyes are still puffy from "blubbing" with joy for the winners from all races, and compassion for the 'losers' - 'losers' -no such thing ! To qualify and be chosen for such a life changing International collaboration makes them all winners in my book....So, k..p b.......g ....the most important element for all the Olympic athletes.......

Another Breathtaking Triumph ...!

Yes, yet another 'Simsonic Breather' has triumphed at The Royal Albert Hall , London in last night's BBC Promenade Concert. This time it was the Remarkable Rosalind (Plowright ) singing the manic Mother in "Osud", a rarity by Janacek, conducted superbly by the distinguished Jiri Belohlavek, chief conductor of the B.B.C Symphony Orchestra . The piece was presented as a sort of moving concert, with the singers appearing in different areas, not just a 'music stand line-up', and it worked. The scoring is fascinating, some interesting instumental colours and textures, I particularly liked the use of the xylophone, and the triangle being 'tickled' gently - it just 'pinged' through the orchestra - such a brave notion !! As for Miss Plowright, O.B.E., what can I say ? She has moved into a new phase of brilliance and her magnetic, poised presence drew us to her, even when sitting quietly awaiting her cue - it's true charisma, something I've mentioned before that cannot be taught - you either goddit or you ain't...and by golly - she goddit ! For me, Rosalind and the excellent tenor, Stefan Margita, were outstanding, although much of the time he stood 'solid' with arms stoically crossed tightly around his ample chest. I learned later that this was the way he had been directed to play it in a fully stage production. Personally I spend most of my time, when directing singers, encouraging them to leave the rib cage free and open - it helps the diaphragm to function naturally...but it didn't prevent him 'turning on' some beautiful phrases with dazzling dynamics - you can hear them on - bbc.co.uk/radio3 for up to six days from today. On my homeward journey, three people, absolute strangers, at different times, seeing the Prom. programme I was carrying, spontaneously started to talk about the performance and the only artist they mentioned was - Rosalind - she had inspired us all, and being English we all wanted to share the joy... I didn't let on to any of them that I know her, (it often stops the conversation, putting up an embarrassed barrier); each recalled the various roles they had seen her in, and subsequently become devotees - I was sorely tempted to hug each one, but curbed my enthusiasm for fear of being arrested for molestation ! Any of you who knows me and my effusive nature will comprehend the caution...!! It's always getting me into trouble - he he heee....So, Dear, patient Rosalind - CONGRATULATIONS .....we're all so proud of you.... and thank you Heavenly Hillevi (Martinpelto) for bringing us together k..p b.......g all of you...it heeeeelps.!!

Th'lympics and Ludicruos Schvinglish limericks.....

Having spent nearly all night watching the Olympics - yes, I'm addicted, as there is no one here to suggest I be sensible and go to bed - I found myself very bleary eyed, with bags under the bags (!), and still gawping at 06.30 this morning - really must be mad ! My main interest is in the breathing techniques of the competitors - the conclusion is that whatever works for you, trust it. In the case of winning sprinters and track athletes, it is noticable that they have terrific poise, head nicely up - not chin in their chest, minimal rotation of the spine, arms swinging easily, non-aggro expression, controlled exhalation through gently pursed lips, and diaphragmatic release for inhalation - don't you just love watching those rib cages ? Another aspect I find refreshing is that we don't have to witness those steroid pumped up hideous muscular specimens from of a few years ago. Whilst on the staff of The University of Birmingham, I liaised with the sports department to develop and show them my survival breathing technique. The senior coach was a member of the the Olympic medical team and his specific responsibility was to determine the sex of competitors....hmmmm...never asked him how....Like most most medics, they couldn't initially believe that I was capable of living a perfectly healthy and active life with such damaged lungs . Nature and time are the most reliable healers. At Beijing 2008 there have been spectacular results, and I am most impressed that there are such charming, natural people, dolly little ladies and fabulous hunks of men - weightlifting ...unbelievable.... don't mess with any of them... I particularly liked one gorgeous little Asian 'butterfly', skriiieking what sounded like a mouthful unsavoury oathes - who knows, but it worked. She won, lifting a weight equivalent to that of my big car .......phwooor ! That other wonderfully feminine lady, not at all over muscular, is the Russian Pole Vault champion - oh, the way she glides over the bar at the end of a pole, must be the next best thing to flying...? The most touching feature about this lovely, slim, tall, Elena Isinbaeva is that her facial makeup is perfect, with deep set eyes enlarged with mascara - I think she could be Anna Larssons' sister - did you notice the likeness...? To change subject, what are the "ludicrous limericks" ? 'tis their essence to be frivolous - so here goes = A very good tenor from Nacka, enjoyed eating prawns on a cracker ! To train his top "C" he'd breathe out and sing "EEEEE"' - and then nibble his way through a 'macka' ..!! (smorgasbord I'm assured...) Please feel free to write your brainwaves down - and do k..p b.......g....

What's in a name.......?

As Shakespeare wrote - "What's in a name ? A rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet..." This reference alludes to Anna's (Larsson) blog "Madge and Homer"... which was prompted by the many versions of "Samson and Delilah" title that she has encountered in the run up to the presentation of her forthcoming interpretation of "Dalilah" (here we go again....), next month at The Royal Opera, Stockholm. My first instance of the various spellings was when I 'breathed' with singers of the Folkoperan Company, in Stockholm, some years ago. For me it was the publicity banner on the front of the building which boldly declared " Simson Delila " . What's this "Sims on Delila" I giggled ? Well really, I thought it sounded a bit rude - what a prude..... oooops... Seriously though, there's a new series on BBC t.v at the moment -"Maestro" and it's a real gas - (hysterically funny). A group of celebrities, not trained as conductors, learning how to control/direct an orchestra. Lucky they - it's the excellent BBC Concert Orchestra, who couldn't play badly if they tried. How rib tickling it is observing them, making fairly good sense out of the mysterious gestures and grimaces of these 'conductors' - it's such great fun, and so AWFULLY Eeeenglish !!! (Taking the p... out of ourselves is a National sport, don't ya know...?!) One of the participants is called Goldie, because in his youth he had a magnificent head of golden curls. Today he sports a shaven head to fit in with his Pop D.J. image. Unable to read music, and left handed, he is not daunted by the prospect of standing in front of these illustrious musicians and flinging his arms about - maybe bus conducting is his natural genre methinks ....? Mercifully, he is in fact, very musical, and the panel of judges are united in their opinion that he IS a natural music conductor - fascinating. At one of the rehearsals he sported a large black, curly haired wig - a la Gustavo Dudamel, the Mercurial Venezuelan conductor, who scored yet another major triumph with the Gothenberg Symphony Orchestra at a Promenade concert in London last week. Such an inspired evening, featuring Martin Frost, Director of the Vinterfest in Mora, Dalarna, Sweden, a scintillating clarinetist; I've never seen or heard anything like it before , not only playing but dancing - talk about genius, wonderful when a group joins forces, Anna L. was one of the artists in that same festival - life enhancing event.... Interesting how the circles overlap...which leads us back to the beginning of this epistle, with the delectable Dalarna Delila/Delilah/Dalila/ - whatever - yes, the enigmatic Anna Larsson - Megabreather Extraordinaire ..... O.K. I am totally in awe of this lady - is there no end to her talent - not that I've discovered yet..... what a joy .......the nickname her gorgeous, vocally gifted tenor husband Goran has bestowed upon me is 'Simsibimsi' - ain't that greeeaat, I just loooove it . As Noel Cowerd, that unique English wit wrote " I don't care what you call me, as long as you call !" So, 'bye for now - Anna Simsibimsi ....na - na - nana - na... and pleeeease k..p b.......g...

The Olympics - Bolt, and by George - he did !!...Now for Anna's 'discipline' .....

What am I whittering on about now ? That amazing young Jamaican sprinter, Usain Bolt - phhwoorr ! Did you ever see anything like it ? No, of course not, because he just broke the previous Olympic record, set by the brilliant Michael Johnson, running it in 9.69 seconds - impossible one would have thought before today. One meaning in English for 'bolt' = "to run away very suddenly" and that's just what Mr. Bolt did, even relaxing the last few metres and cantering home !! The most noticable thing about this win was that Usain made it look so EASY, and it IS for him, lots more to come now , he was dancing for the spectators before the start, and just ran for fun, the element that is so often missing in modern sporting events - you know what I think about the primaeval antics of some tennis players at Wimbledon this year. It was a misery to behold - so I stopped beholding and waited to hear the result later. Usain Bolt - we now await the 200 metre event - don't miss it if you want to be inspired, I noticed he was simply controlling his exhalation, blowing out with pursed lips, and allowing the air to restore itself in the manner I endeavour to instil in 'my Breathers', by simply letting the diaphragm restore the inhalation. It works for them as it does for him - and especially for - Anna (Larsson), the Swedish Contralto phenomenon. Her "Olympic discipline" is singing, and it dawned on me today, that her preparation for a role or lied equates with that of an athletes'. When Anna sings she brings in to play a complex accummulation of experience and artistry gained over a period of years at the highest level. Her dedication, application and attention to detail have brought her to the position she now holds on the world stage, and rightly so. Which is why I have witnessed her steady rise, through bronze, silver and now gold medal status.....and the best is yet to come ... As someone remarked recently 'She makes it look and sound so easy !" - just like Mr. Usain Bolt. So, Miss Larsson - we look forward with great anticipation of your newest 'Gold Run' - the intriguing 'Dalilah' ....toi, toi, toi....and don't forget folks ...k..p b.......g...

08 - 08 - 08.....

A very rare and , hopefully, auspicious date.....auspicious, according to the Oxford English dictionary = of good omen, favourable, prosperous - and so let it be... and that it bodes well for some kind of unification and betterment of world order..... "hope springs eternal in the savage breast" as the saying goes. With the staggeringly stupendous and sensational opening ceremony of the 29th. Olympic Games in Beijing, pheeew, it really took one's breath away at times, and occasionally drew a tear - the little boy who survived the Sechuan earthquake disaster, after encouraging his schoolmates to survive when they were buried under their school building until they were rescued; such spontaneous courage. How tiny he looked alongside the Chinese champion basket ball player - 6 foot 7 inches tall.....Observing the proliferation of spectacular firework displays throughout the event, some of the overshadowing 'smog' cloud around the city might be explained - they must surely have rehearsed them beforehand... Yes, yes, it's my whimsy Simsy sense of the ridiculous rearing it's lovely head as usual, to make light of what may be a true factor - are you following me so far.... jolly clever if you are ...tee hehe..!
It would take several days to write about the unbelievable imagination which inspired such a diverse exhibition of Chinese traditions, and their are fifty six Chinese ethnic groups, all of which were represented. Not surprising then that they were inventing world changing scientific systems, making exquisite clothes, developing artistic creativity and life enhancing pursuits, (plus some unmentionable tortures) when we were running about in animal skins, painted blue with woad - dyestuff extracted from a plant of the cabbage family...
Naturally, my favourite episode was the Chinese Opera - I use that technique, having learned it in Taiwan. It's invaluable for demonstrating 'incisive ping' in very high voices particularly, but also works for any range, even basses ..! Come along and try it sometime, it increases the intensity of sound dramatically without any effort, however unbelievable that may seem, as long as you are connected breathing wise........yes, it always comes back to that, so don't lose it in the first place pleeeease... and, k..p b.......g...

Peace and quiet......aaahhhh.....

This morning a friend took me to the local Buddhist monastery for lunch, and it's the most peaceful location in the area....like being in a different world, but then, it is. There is such a serene and loving atmosphere there, and people of every race and creed are welcomed. The site was originally an Army camp during the last war - such an irony. Of course, it was a non - combatant residence, and now serving the same purpose of putting a roof over the head...Many a prayer has been made on this property over the years, and it does feel blessed. The chanting was particularly grounding, so resonant - no stressed breathing - similar to when I hum with my devoted breathers - for me it is massaging the soul....calming....When one is aware of the distress currently present for monks, in Tibet and Thailand in particular, England must be a green and pleasant haven for those here; may we never lose our compassion for our fellow beings, whoever, where - ever they may be...somehow I think I'll be going there again, just to appreciate all the good I am blessd with - it puts everything in focus sublimely.....k..p b.......g and find your peace....

The 'polluted' Olympics......and I don't mean by drug cheats.....!

The pollution in question is the pall of, who knows what , hanging over "The Bird's Nest", as the Beijing stadium has been nicknamed. So, the buildings and facilities are magnificent, but I don't think my (pathetic) lungs would feel very comfortable in that atmosphere for more than a few hours.... The authorities have explained that it is a 'heat haze', which might be true if it evaporated when the temperature drops - but it doesn't - pull the other one ! In respect of blatantly cheating, one British Olympic champion runner, who won by using performance enhancing drugs, was stripped of his honours, and consequently banned from competing for life. Recently he appealed against the ban - he IS our fastest runner. In the High Court, his appeal was overturned by the Judge -"It is for life " ! There was not one British champion who agreed that he should be allowed to take part this time, deeming that he'd had the opportunity to 'play it straight', and in fact, had prevented another athlete from having the opportunity in the first place. It would be more to his credit if he expressed some kind of regret, stopped being arrogant, swallowed humble pie, and addressed his efforts to helping talented athletes achieve their best performances without artificial stimuli, that would surely make much more of an impact.....Regarding the use of drugs to win - how sad that the original aims of these Games have been polluted by a few talented people who have no sense of honour, integrity or respect - 'tis a very human characteristic, which is fuelled in some cases by the 'God of Gold' - financial greed, as termed in Schoenberg's "Moses and Aaron", a breathtaking epic in which I was a peasant at The Royal Opera, London in ...1964 (!!!) - would you believe ? It all changed when the Olympic events were opened to professional athletes and lost their amateur status a few years ago....Ah well, we all know 'things ain't what they used to be' - a true sign of ooooold aaaage... just you wait .....(I've been recalled for another blood test, the third in a few weeks - maybe they've struck oil ...?!) No explanation as yet....Yesterday I was given a Chinese fortune cookie, it reads "True Friend is very rare jewel, they make you smile and encourage you to succeed ". Treasure your true friends, and keep smiling whilst you k..p b.......g.....

Breath threatening........inflation - fiscal - not inspiration....!

Guess you're all flinching daily at the unbelievable rate by which inflation is rocketing to unknown limits....scaaary, isn't it ? Talk about breathstopping....The really alarming aspect is that we mere mortals have no power to control it ....I'm principally addressing readers in the U.K. on the subject as I'm not sure if the same situation is affecting the rest of the world as drastically as it is here....? It's impossible to analyse the major reasons and motivations of companies and governments, plus all the conflicting religious faiths - man's inhumanity to man - does it always have to be so - whatever happened to 'the milk of human kindness' ...? One answer from my own experience is that there is always someone prepared to take advantage of "givers" = "the takers" !! Yes, I'm smiling, because I think its too late for me to stop trying to help in any way that I can, 'tis the way I was brought up....and so open to mis-interpration....hmmmm. Generally, it seems that the more compassionate and caring some people are leaves them wide open to fraud and duplicity, often from the least expected persons. Enough of this gloooom and doooom, yesterday I went to see "Mamma Mia" again, at a local cinema complex, on the pretext of introducing a friend to it, not that I really needed an excuse. It was even more enjoyable than my first viewing, noticing more subtle moments in the action. The difference this time was that, being outside London, I could use my Senior Citizen pass and benefit from the entrance fee of - £5 ! What value !! The other contrast - the cinema was packed - and sold out at every performance currently. My friend and I were the quietest members of the audience, can you believe, and the atmosphere was absolutely electric. Almost everyone joined in the singing, and the laughter was similar to that experienced at a Monty Python show - talk about fun. Then it dawned on me that the film is full of English "knock-about" humour. A little old lady sitting by me - her second visit too - (shucks - about the same age as me - ooops .) gently nudged me and gleefully chortled in my ear " This is our era, isn't it Dear " !! We were splitting our sides frequently, and occasionally shedding a tear - Oh, it really does you gooood to let everything go now and then ....As the weather is so good I'm cooking meals in the garden, using a variety of barbecues and a chimeni - the food tastes so good - I think people will start installing kitchen ranges in their houses again soon - I covet those of friends on Orno, and Mora, in Sweden....you know who ... happy days...My next trip there is to Stockholm, from 2nd.to 15th.Sept.2008 - hope to see, and breathe with some of you then.... and, until then - k..p b .......g...and DO go and enjoy "M.M" ..... let me know what you think about it....

"Best Breathers" are getting about.......N.Y....

It's becoming more frequent that some of my brilliant breathers are 'homing in' on New York - Rosalind P., Anna L. and now Hillevi M., in the space of a few months - woooow ! Several others have already been there, and more are destined to join them... it makes all the hard, intensive training worthwhile - 'bless you all for your faith and patience - the latter being MOST relevant. (Someone aked me why I don't mention many men - that's because most of them don't wish me to as it would upset their singing teacher - s'true - O.K. ?!) Goran (Eliasson) is a notable, brilliant, exception; he is in magnificent voice in all vocal aspects. What I find interesting is that some who have tried the simple little breathing routine once or twice, did not feel any immediate improvement in their vocal delivery. It would be a miracle if they did so; only your intuition, or that of your teacher, can detect it's value. I usually explain that it is a two year plan to perfectly synchronise the complex gentle, physical and mental connections necessary to activate perfect phonation, if one has lost their natural, God given ability. This has usually been caused by tuition from a person who had, or has, no idea of how to achieve it - sadly, failed singers and voice coach pianists ....ooops.. I hasten to add that there are, mercifully, several NOT in that category...On one occasion I was invited to prepare some of my clients to sing at an International conference, to illustrate the difference between air supported vocalisation and the prevailing fashion of - 'head down, gutteral' noises, and the "no breath control - 'Don't worry Darling, it will just happen' school" !(!!) but was prevented by a self styled 'holistic' singing teacher (who had attended half a voice workshop I gave, but obviously didn't understand anything...), then reported to the organising management that my approach was too simplistic and I'd, "sound very stupid in front of a group of E.N.T. (ear, nose and throat) Specialist surgeons, physio's, voice and speech therapists, singing teachers, etc.". When this was related to me, fairly delicately in a 'phone call, I replied that it was the best compliment I'd ever been paid in that it debunked all the obsessive concentration with sometimes violent overactivation of the cricoids - anterior and posterior, raising and lowering the larynx artificially, touching your chin with the tip of your tongue - ouch - lowering the top lip over top teeth to raise the soft palate ( WHAAAAT?) etc., etc., with the all too often unpleasant oral results and tissue damage - which then conjoin original problems ... Oh, poor Dears ... Much of my help is in leading them back to their original talent, but it is a journey of mutual trust and time ...The problem is that one has no idea of the outcome from new ideas, ever - 'tis a puzzlement.... Which is why I'm kept active....and considered 'wierd' by many..Oooh yes, some people have no hesitation in telling me so! Of course I'm wierd - however else would I have the ability to hear what many others can't ? Really !! Some people are so naive - that is a compliment, not insult !!! Yes, I'm sure you can hear me laughing heartily, but it's truuue.... just hope I can go on for some time 'connecting' a lot more very fine singers who can develop their true potential...Incidently, you don't have to have a problem with your singing to develop the breathing technique and vocal colours, dynamics etc. - things are looking good at the moment...so,
k..p b.......g and find new aspects of excellence...it's never too late to learn, I do it every day... X

Mostly Mozart - Barbican, London 26/07/08

Thank heaven for Hillevi and her impressive breathing - perfect for her beautiful vocal delivery of Mozart's intriguing and complex character "Vitellia", in "La Clemenza di Tito" last evening. Her aria's were highlights of a very enjoyable performance. The Orchestra of the Age of Enlightment were in good form too, conducted sensitively by Edward Gardner so that we could hear every note from the singers...quite a rarity....oooow ! Of course, the pitch is fractionally lower with original scoring, so I was really impressed when Hillevi was singing in the 'bass' area more familiar to Anna (Larsson) - but then Anna was amazing in 'Hillevi soprano territory' for "Orfee" - remember.....? That is what I find most interesting about the breathing technique they are both well practised in, and experienced with - it allows the singer to go well beyond the usually accepted voice ranges - good, isn't it ?!! Back to the Barbican - it was most noticable that Hillevi was the only soloist using air effectively - even my neighbour in the audience remarked on the fact that she had a much bigger selection of colours, dynamics, cadenza's and extended phrases - glorious - a singing lesson for all! The chorus, from Clare College, Cambridge, aquitted themselves perfectly - with an interesting 'mixed' seating plan - and sang naturally in the style of the period. Anna is currently in The Big Apple - (New York for the unenlightened), about to give them the pleasure of her immaculate intepretation of "Das lied von der Erda" - lucky they....It's boiling hot here in Berko - no need to go to Spain...phew.... quite hard work just breathing ....but please do .....k..p b.......g..

"MAAAAMMA MEEEAIIIIIA" - WOW - talk about swiiiingin'.. 'n singin' ..'n dancin'...!!

Yesterday Hillevi and I had a delicious Indian luncheon in a restaurant opposite the stage door of the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden, London - a delicious meal, fully recommended if your taste buds are tickled by specialities from the orient.....yummy... We than trolled up Charing Cross Road to Foyles bookshop and had a browse around, finding interesting books successfully. Lurking around Soho in Dean Street, home of International Film Distributors, I asked Hillevi if she'd seen the new screening of "Mamma Mia". "No, why don't we go now ?" she replied. As we were only a few minutes away from Leicester Square it seemed like a good idea, and that's how we found ourselves in the Odeon cinema, unexpectedly indulging in the amazing experience of this brilliant piece of Bjorn and Benny creative genius! Their music has always been a pleasure for me, and I know so many of the scores from working over a number of years in Aland, Finland, at Medi's, and Summer Schools in Mariehamn. Such happy, joyful days with Asa Isaaksson and the Andersson sisters, Nina and Anita - and a wealth of gifted artists....The 'M.M' scenario - incredibly - works, thanks to the imaginative playwright Catherine Johnson, and especially when you consider that the songs were not written with a specific story line - such is their incredible variety of human emotion - a miracle really.... The production is well known on stage, although I've not seen that, but as a film the possibilities are endless and have been fully exploited - the dance routines are foot tappingly tempting - I was dying to join in ! The same goes for the songs - and many were singing along in the audience - wonderful. Basically I found myself grinning like a Cheshire cat most of the time - and then there's the breathtaking singing ! What a relief to hear human beings just using their natural voices to "put the songs over" , it all rang so true and sincere - it will probably rank as an all time favourite along with "The Sound of Music". No, don't shudder and be a snob about entertainment that appeals to the general public - they keep the music profession alive...!! Apart from the sheer enthusiasm oozing from everyone, there are several poignant scenes - a touching duo head to head close-up with Meryl Streep and Amanda Seyfried brought tears welling up - and the dazzling "Winner takes it all" rendition by Meryl - Oscar winning stuff - Hillevi passed me a large tissue as I blurbed (quietly) through it - such power of emotion......All the actors are so well cast - seeing Julie Walters, and remembering her as 'Mrs. Overall' in 'Acorn Antiques', etc., etc., - she's mind blowing ....This show must be a great boost to the artistic heritage of Sweden - my second home - I'll be there soon for the 'Delilah' of Awesome Anna --(yes, the Larsson Anna) - can't wait .... k..p b.......g...

Shady - 'purring moggy' breather....

Anyone who's breathed with me here, at home, in the U.K., will be very familiar with Shady, Kiri's dear old 'Heinz 59 variety' cat. That simply means he's not a pedigree breed and is now into his dotage - just like moi ! As you know, I always marvel at the volume of his catty baritone voice - he really likes to join in with several of my wonderfully gifted singers , 'though I've not managed to teach him to sing in harmony, or even tune! Which is more than can be said of the singing parrots which you can 'beam up' on line, singing opera (sent to me by Rosalind P - cheeky !)- I especially like the one squawking 'The Queen of the Night' from 'The Magic Flute' - poor Mozart...must be revolving in his grave, where e're that may be.... There are singing cats too... Back to Shady. His gentle breathing, cute ribcage undulation and contented purring are very soothing - and as far as I know the latter can't be explained by any expert - maybe it's a feline version of trilling on one note, copied by Baroque composers...Although he's in good health for his years, my furry friend is not eating as heartily now that he is sleeping more than 'hunting' in the garden, and beginning to lose weight. He is not as active in his tree climbing activities either - only up to six feet instead of ten - still a major achievement as far as I'm concerned! He's altogether slower generally, and it seems to be more of an effort to climb the stairs; his haunches (hips) are weakening - which reminds me that several people, who also find it tricky due to maturity and various physical discomforts, have asked for my advice on the subject. Of course, breathing is a vital part of bodily function, and if not regulated correctly can be disastrous, as I'm sure you all know. One of the most common symptoms is ascending stairs when the knees, or back, are sore or just weaker. My advice - and it sounds very odd, is to go up backwards, using a bannister rail, and a friends' arm whenever possible! A walking stick can be used if you don't have a person to help. The same applies on the downward journey - awkward but effective - I found this out on a visit to a friend, living up 165 stairs in a Berlin flat some years ago, before my exercises cured a slipped disc in the lumbar region of my back, just take care. Whilst going through this routine, breathe in deliberately slowly through the nose with lips closed, and out slowly through pursed lips - this makes the whole process less exhausting. If you have nasal problems you'll be forced to inhale through the mouth, but this really dries the throat, so be careful. If you have any particular breathing problem, get in touch - and maybe it can be sorted out - 'til then, as efficiently as is possible for you - k..p b.......g...

Remarkable Rosalind ..!

Hello there - who is this "Remarkable Rosalind" ? None other than Miss Plowright, O.B.E, the iconic English singer who has treated the world to her exceptional individual talents for some time, and goes on apace, unabated - THAT'S the remarkable part ! Driving down to 'have a breathe' at her charming, lightfilled and inspiring family home in Salisbury, I marvelled at the route of the ancient A30, originally built by our Italian conquerors from Rome all those years ago, and accessed on this occasion from the M3 at Micheldever. Whizzing off across country in the typical Roman straight (almost) road, I found myself "yippeeing" at the crest of every hill, in anticipation of the adrenilin flow of gravitational descent - quite difficult to keep within the speed limit sometimes, but necessary due to hidden cameras to catch speed enthusiasts....in my youth there was no such thing and, riding pillion on boyfriends' motor bikes, I was renowned for the habit of singing very high notes at top speed 'over the hills and faraway' in Hampshire....enough of that. It's Rosalind who is surprising me with her incredible appetite for performances, and although having down-sized in roles - her drive, passion and commitment for the job in hand is - yes, breathtaking, truly. Where she finds the energy and focus is a mystery to me, but that, of course, is what makes her the great artist we all admire - and she is an unintentional scene stealer....hmmmm. The attention to detail in perfecting phrases, voice tone colours and dynamics would deter many an artist, but which is why she is still 'at the top' with her magnetic interpretations. When she invited me to join her in Paris last April at La Garnier, I realised that she is endowed with 'the humility of the great', a quality which has been described as a person who understands that being talented/gifted does not make them any better than anyone else - just luckier . Yes, I have mentioned this in an ealier blog....As her companion I was treated with great respect and 'spoiled rotten' by the staff at the theatre - Rosalind is a living legend for them, and 'bless her, she fobs it all off as being in my imagination - but it's truuuue. The fire accident which almost killed me was, in fact, a blessing in disguise. Without that I would not now be privileged to know all the wonderful artists I help with their breathing. So, k..p b.......g please, all of you ...!!

Heavenly Hillevi....26/07/08, 19.00 - Barbican, London, U.K.

The good news is that, anyone who is able to make it to the Barbican Concert Hall, London, U.K., on Saturday 26th. July 2008, will have the opportunity to enjoy an inspiring experience - hearing Hillevi Martinpelto, Hovsangerska - (Swedish equivalent of Dame), the distinguished Swedish soprano of the golden, mellifluous voice, and incredible legato 'line', creating the role of Vitellia in Mozart's brilliant work, "La Clemenza di Tito". For details see = www.barbican.org.uk/music You've probably heard Anna Larsson, the 'real' contralto, also from Sweden, weaving her vocal spells in the deepest female voice range I've ever known in life - WOW - (and it's just as impressive at the top !). Now you can hear how the 'Simsannabim' breathing routine gives the singer complete vocal and breathing control and artistic freedom for a higher voice. Lucky, lucky me with such prolifically talented singers to 'guide' - and there are so many more of you gorgeous beings....Hillevi is a delightful, 'bubbly' character, full of warmth, which comes over in her vocal delivery and presence - we have a lot of fun finding new ways of extracting that beautiful voice - anyone who works with me will know what a range of connections can be made in the most unlikely ways ...the mind boggles...Hillevi, like Anna, had a singing teacher who appreciated what my breathing connection can give to a singer that does not interfere with their teaching, only enhances the ability of the singer to achieve what they, the singing teacher, are striving for - confidence and peace of mind, so that performances are enjoyable to both singer and listener, in fact, everyone concerned... When singing Fiordiligi in the Queen Elisabeth Hall, London, with Sir Simon Rattle and The Orchestra of the Age of Enlightenment, Hillevi 'stopped the show' with her stunning rendition of 'Per pieta' - it really was breathtaking and received the appropriate ovation. The same orchestra - 'T.O.o.t.A.o.E' will be accompanying a most distinguished cast on the 26 th.July - see you there....? Toi, toi, toi Hillevi ....k..p b.......g.X

Abba - nice memories....

Bet you wouldn't think I had any connection with that brilliant Swedish group, would you ? Believe it or not, I was always a fan of theirs, then most amazed and honoured to be invited to work at Malmo Music Theatre with the cast of 'Kristina fran Duvemala', music and lyrics created by Bjorn Ulvaeus and Benny Andersson, based on a story of the same name (look it up on You Tube), before it premiered in 1996. How did I become involved ? Lars Rudolfsson was the Director, and I had worked for the Opera Department earlier, happily breathing away in that lovely clean city with a fine group of singers, musicians, and staff - we had such a lot of fun... Why was I there for 'Kristina' ? Lars called me in England and requested me to take myself over to Malmo as soon as possible because ' I have this cast of music theatre singers, who are radio miked, but trying to compete with the large orchestra - can you come and sort them out please ' ? Well - I don't think I've ever arranged anything so fast in my life and was there almost "like a shot". Ooooh how pleased I was to be free to take on that assignment, talk about luck.... It's essential in showbiz - and being available in the right place at the right time - as you all know....On arrival I was given a long list of artists and a punishing schedule - so much to achieve in so short a time - about 20 days to the premiere, phew...! We started with a mass 'breathe in' for anyone in the company who was interested - that was when I discovered many musicians have no consolidated breathing connection, and nowadays have some fabulous orchestral musicians successfully involved. (e.g. Gothenburg Symphony Orchestra - Royal Albert Hall Promenade Concert, 19.30 - Weds. 13th. August 2008 - with Gustavo Dudamel...WOW...) Most of the principals came for a breathe, but Peter Joback resisted for several days. Then, on one occasion a singer was sick, so Lars (Rudolfsson ) took the session - he has a really good voice, and persuaded Peter to come along. I'll never forget it - there was this very famous 'cool' pop idol singer who went through the little exercise routine, looked totally dejected, and confessed he was upset because Benny has written one of his songs too high for him to sing - ' Jag kan iiinte ' he wailed. 'I know you can iiinte - that's why Lars wanted to put us together, so that you KAAAN!' (Bossy boots..) Gradually we put the air with the voice, developing the most magnificent results - he eventually sang a pianissimo top B, running offstage carrying a man on his shoulders - breathtaking, really - oooph... If you didn't hear it you can't imagine the thrill....I saw the show about twenty times, also in Gothenburg Opera, at Circus in Stockholm, and never tired of it, but I think it could be trimmed timewise... Maybe some day they'll give us a version in English...More recently Peter starred in 'Cabaret' and was just magnificent in every respect. My only disappoinment was that so few of my other 'breathers' saw it, talk about charisma - he used every voice available , in different modes - brilliant...I'd really like to hear him in opera, he's perfectly capable of thrilling with his beautiful tenor voice...truly - as unbelievable as that may seem... Happy days...although very cold and rainy here ...k..p b.......g...

What's between your ears ....?

Watching the Wimbledon tennis championships, I was rather disappointed that Roger Federer, acknowledged by his piers to be the finest player ever, even by his conqueror Rafael Nadal - was 'ground down' and lost to the latter's demolishing attacks. 'tis pity that over the years a sport has been degraded to such a violent, aggressive and ill-mannered activity. Ironically, John Mc. Enroe, the American champion of yesteryear who was a commentator, remarked "you can't just have talent, you have to have something between the ears" referring to a player who has not developed his amazing ability. Guess who it was that started the discgraceful displays of bawling at the umpire and bringing the game in to disrepute, becoming known as "Superbrat " ? Yes, none other than himself !! His was mainly responsible for the ensuing number of players grunting, snorting, growling, disrespectfully shouting at umpires, lines people, and officials - some even releasing 'constipated shrieks' as they bombard their opponent - t-t-t-ttt. Had I been there I might have been tempted to join in the vocal displays, pre-empting the player and agreeing to stop disturbing them when they followed suit ! (At one opera performance I was sitting in the fourth row of the stalls and was disturbed by the conductor 'snorting' very loudly just before every character sang, warning him in the interval, that if he didn't stop this unseemly and uneccessary behaviour which was disturbing a beautifully sung performance, I'd snort fractionally before him. "oow will you know what to do" ? "I know the piece well - try me ...." He did, and after a few minutes of 'snort'-'snort' in quick succession - he desisted. Apparently many had tried to curb his un-professional habit, and I was told later that he never did it again. Apparently that was his way of cueing the cast - even though there was a perfectly competent prompter in the box about three meters ahead of him, facing the stage - now you know what's between my ears, and be careful if you attend a performance with me...oooops ! Naughty...) Watching some clips of earlier Wimbledon champions it was such a relief to observe the players exhibiting more mental and 'normal' athletic skill (no Mr.or Miss. Universe clones, or gutteral noises) and less anger, even smiling as they played...would you believe ? No wonder so many say 'Ah yes, those were the days' ...nostalgia .... comes to us all in the end....which is where we are right now, for today ...k..p b.......g...

Floral fragrances.....mmmmmm..

To be in the garden nowadays is bliss with the sweet smelling perfumes of various blooms wafting on gentle breezes....oooooh, the joy of breathing to take in such relaxing delights....The cultivated flowers are magnificent this year, and I can sit on the garden swing seat almost intoxicated by the combined fragrances of roses and philadelphus - or mock orange, and wild foxgloves....On a different tack, last weekend I attended a performance of "The Rake's Progress" given by students of Trinity College of Music and was rather concerned that so few of the cast have any idea of supporting the voice with air. Mercifully the Ann Truelove, played by Helen Bailey, and trained by Wendy Eathorne, was a noticable exception and gave a flawless interpretation of the role, histrionically and vocally.
Helen is studying on a Post Graduate Diploma Course at Trinity. Interestingly enough, she graduated with a First Class Honours Degree in English Literature and Cultural History from the Liverpool John Moores University - maybe it would benifit more singers if they approached singing via this route instead of slogging away at some music colleges....oooops! Many of the singers at this performance were disadvantaged by a production 'in the round', not a helpful medium for inexperienced students - yes, I know they need to learn how to cope with it, but not when they are so limited in projection and lacking any breathing technique - it's all a part of lifes' rich tapestry I suppose....to me it was a director proving how clever he is with the staging, rather than a good learning process for the participants - just my opinion ...Yesterday I attended a Master Class, for singers, by a very distinguished International artist at the Royal Academy of Music, and it was quite sad when one of the young singers stated that she had attended on of our top Music School vocal departments for three years - and had come along to try and find her real voice again - what a shocking indictment - no names, no pack drill ....as we say. (Simply means I'm not going to name names ...)!! For me it was frustrating to hear some of the talented singers going through their pieces, obviously not knowing what to do with their air - knowing exactly what would eliminate their problems - and not being able to help them - I really had to 'button my lip'. It was a relief when the singer who is perfecting their breathing with me, via Rosalind Plowright, the ikonic English mezzo- soprano, astonished the assembled company by his excellent air control - relief of tension for me, he really was impressive ! I can breathe again knowing that the routine works ....if you want to expand your lower ribcage, put a tape measure around it, exhale as much as possible allowing the ribcage to draw in, then, breathe in slowly, let the cage open and release the tape measure - you can then see how much expansion you have. That was how I did it in my youth - and the lungs, although damaged, are still working well, even individually...it's so easy. So, Dear readers, k..p b.......g...

Wimbledon , and roses ...it's flaming June....

Yes, it's tennis time again, and Roger Federer, the brilliant Swiss player, will endeavour to make history by claiming the championship for the sixth year running - very apt description as he will have to "run his legs off" to achieve it...good luck Roger...! With Wimbledon comes the strawberry season - an inordinate quantity of these delicious berries are munched annually, helped down by lashings of cream, - ooooh, makes the mouth water just imagining them...I have two patches of self seeded wild Alpine strawberries invading the patio outside the back door, and I harvest a cereal bowl full daily - delicious. My one and only visit to the championships was the the first time Bjorn Borg competed, accompanying my dear Swedish friend Birgitta Raby - Ferron. It was a most memorable day as he won, and with hindsight, I can say I had no idea of the career which would unfold for him, only that day he was phenomenol from the moment he hit the first ball - talk about breathtaking .....The other June delight is the profusion of roses everywhere, and particularly in my garden. The fragrances mingle and make one quite light headed, intoxicated with a variety of scents to compete with any department store perfumery...How are these bouquets re-created to waft out of tiny flasks and sweeten the air so that we can gently breathe them in and be "carried away " by their magic sensations....? (Ambergris, a substance produced by whales, is involved somewhere along the way - don't even go there...) Some persons cannot tolerate any kind of perfume, poor they ... The spectrum of colours displayed by roses is immense - a great display of yellow blooms outside the front window here almost blind with their brilliance when the sunlight catches them, and the lounge is aglow - wonderful. Have you ever had a good look at rose thorns, other than when one pierces your finger ? No, I thought not. Neither had I , until I was making stage props. for Erte, the designer of "Der Rosenkavalier" at Glyndebourne. A slendid rose had been hand made by a silversmith, and when it arrived for rehearsal, it seemed that there was something not quite right about it, magnificent as it was. After a few days it dawned on someone that the thorns were "points UP" on the stem ! Yes, rose thorns have sharp points DOWN - well, there's a thing ! That useless item of knowledge might win you a prize in a competition someday...'bye for now, enjoy the summer...and k..p b.......g

Topsy Turvy......?

What is "Topsy Turvy" ? An expression we English use to describe circumstances beyond our control, which are an intrusion in the normal flow of life. Don't forget, we are amongst the most eccentric of peoples....Yesterday I arrived at London Heathrow Airport, on time, via SAS from Stockholm, and was walking genteely toward passport control, etc... Approaching the first ascending escalator I put my right foot forward on to the track, and was about to follow it with my left foot when I was suddenly aware that my left trouser leg hem was caught on the metal strip holding the approach plate down, so left leg couldn't move forward.. ooops ! Right leg was being propelled forward on the unrelenting stair, and I was achieving the "splits " - legs wide apart and getting wider. I'd never been able to achieve this consciously as a dancer, or in P.T. (physical training classes at school ). It came as a surprise that I have found it now....hm..hm..The fabric of my trouser leg is stretchy, but it eventually tore away from the metal strip, catapulting me into a heap on to the moving stairs - left leg up, right leg folded under my body and head first down resting on the edge of a metal riser, trying not to tumble back down - oooow! Does contortionist come to mind...? By this time, two bright young Swedish girls had realised what was happening; one crawled carefully up over me to anchor my left foot, and the other sat under my shoulders to support my my head - Vikings , I loooove you all... Are you readers still with me ..? The upper girl asked if I was alright. "Yes, I always try to find a new mode of travel, makes life more interesting" I quipped, and we all dissolved in to fits of laughter - what else does one do in a dangerous situation - smile, and take the terror out of it. See what I mean by eccentricity...After what seemed like hours whizzing up the rapidly moving staircase, (it was actually only a few minutes), a Japanese lady had the presence of mind to hit the emergency button and stopped this spontaneous fiasco. International relations were strengthened immediately, but once those Guardian Angels had raised me to the perpendicular, and been assured that I was none the worse for wear after the incident - they all vanished into the milling throng. So I've been deprived of expressing my gratitude for their presence of mind and selflessness - whoever you are, my heartfelt thanks go out to you, God Bless', and I hope you will be rewarded in some way for your kindness and quickwitted actions in saving me from, what otherwise, might have been a tragic accident. Only the other day I menioned the various "almost disasters" during my life. This morning a coach involved in the current football championships stated that "accidents that don't kill you, make you stronger " - but please avoid them like the plague, they can make one wrinkly of face ...! Have a very happy and refreshing summer, and don't forget to k..p b.......g

Having fun with young 'uns !

This week started with a breathing session here in Nasby Park with gifted young singers - what bliss to be with such uncomplicated, eager, learners..... Over the years, with the rigours of adult life, one tends to forget what it was like to be young and carefree - so if you're under fifty years of age - make the most of your energy and zest for life - it's priceless ! The main concern is to be healthy, so be good and respect your body. I'm not kiddin' - mine was battered about early, in my fourth year, when my younger - by two years - sister found it fun to shove me down a long, steep staircase...she was very strong and I was (still AM) gullible! Bouncing my way to the bottom, I was thrown into the pantry and hit my head on the edge of an enamelled bread bin - ooouch.... Yes, it did hurt initially, and I remember eventually being sat on the knee of our kindly old family doctor whilst he sewed up the little hole in my scalp - but I can't recall any pains in the head after that, luckily. That accident must have nullified the brain - which is my excuse/reason for being known as "The Mad One " - it figures....Anyone reading these blogs will conclude that I have survived in spite of all the mishaps, and possibly they made me stronger....? Back to having fun with the young 'uns. I guess it's always a joy to be with young people as one never has the chance to grow up oneself, and our inner child is still inside - look after that infant. As the wise Anna L observed, when my life took on a new direction a while back, and I felt a little sad - 'you are renewed, and as naked as the day you were born. Life will start anew for you' - wrote the amazing lady, that enigmatic, poetical Anna...and she was right (she always is....). Here in Nasby Park we were watching the Sweden/Spain football match the other evening, propped on a large bed with a lifting device, so that we didn't have to strain our necks to view the screen - and we were ALL indulging our lungs lustily, encouraging the "home" team, to the last few minutes - then - utter despair! A Spaniard "snuck" a goal in at the last minute - aaaagh - bother, bother, bother - to be polite ...! Today I had the pleasure of breathing with Johan Tenstam, tenor, and by golly - he's using it fabulously. He brought his sons, Johannes and Oliver - they not only look like little angels, they actually behave like adorable putti - unbelievable! Johannes has just auditioned successfully for the cathedral choir in Upsalla - so keep your eyes and ears open for him in future....Better sign off now or it will be tomorrow.....wishing you all a wonderful summer..k..p b.......g...

Find your "ping" ........

O.K. - but what IS "ping"? Imagine that rather nasty noise children make when they know better than you about ANYthing and EVERYthing - "Na na nanan na"! Yes, it's right up the nose, raising it up, making the cheeks move up under the lower eyelids -ooooowwwh. As I said - nasty ! That tiny focus point is the centre of vocal resonance, and if you then relax, "lower" the nose gently and support the sound with a 'warm breeze' of air, you should achieve perfect phonation. Sounds too easy, doesn't it? Of course - because it IS easy, and there's the rub. Too many singers want to feel some kind of physical discomfort when they sing, otherwise they assume nothing positive is happening...Wroooong! The last thing I ever want to feel is that I'm working hard! My aim is to enjoy life with as little hassle as possible, especially if generated by - me ! My perfect joy is when I'm helping someone release all the anticipated stress involved in singing, and give them the freedom to be inspired by their own creativity, which in turn - with any luck - will inspire the listener - that's when the magic takes over .....It's quite sad for me when, after hours of air connection, an artist pronounces that the result we have achieved is not what they expected - and what's more - they don't like it!! Aaaah ...That person is not an artist or performer, so I tactfully suggest they stick to singing in the bath and choose another life direction, devoting their time to helping less fortunate souls who have some limiting condition and would give anything to be able to move any of their limbs without pain, or assistance...or see... or hear....Yes, connecting the non-hearing with a system that will help them be heard if their voice is functional.. that is a blessing and not as difficult to achieve as one might think....it just takes time, and lots of love and encouraging hugs....Hugs are a very important part of human development, they help the respiratory system by exercising the ribcage - but DON'T overdo it or the effect is lessened and devalued emotionally..! Some folk do not enjoy being hugged - so don't push your luck and offend them....and don't compromise yourself by being too familiar with casual aquaintances .....This sounds like a Victorian epistle on the virtues of social intercourse - well, perhaps it is, I have been around for rather a loooong time....and I still enjoy breathing....'tis a gift, treasure it, and - k..p b.......g...