I started taking private voice lessons with the director of my choir, Bruce Gladstone. The man is FABULOUS. It's one of the most fun hours of my week (ballroom dance class ranks up there too). I've already learned so much - I walked around all last week telling everyone, "Do you know how big your vocal chords are? They're the size of your thumbnail!!!"
Bruce doesn't just teach voice, he teaches important life lessons. Aside from the exciting trivia about tiny body parts, I learned a bit of Alexander method, which is a way for lengthening the body, making me look taller and giving my torso better air flow. This week, due to a cold, I was instructed to start neti potting, and to try steamed lemonade from Starbucks. I was also told to speak a third higher in pitch than I normally do, but that's not the point.
Steamed lemonade?
But it was actually quite tasty, and it felt gorgeous on my poor larynx. So now I feel it's my duty to alert the world to steamed lemonade - a drink that is tasty, cheap (by Starbucks standards), and good for your throat. Who ever knew something so good could come out of a huge, monopolizing corporation?
Get well soon, students of Madison.
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