I kid you not and even as I type this blog entry I am secretly nervous that she is already sending her woodland creatures to do her nefarious bidding.
Here is where I draw the similarity. Imagine that instead of an ancient evil in the form of fiery eyeball, Sauron transformed himself into the body of a hot tanned 23 year old woman. My vocal coach for IMPROV the Musical is fabulously amazing and slightly scary in a fear for my life sort of way. Now imagine a group of individuals • all with various levels of experience and knowledge of music • singing through a song. You're jamming a long, swaying to the music, and believing that; wow we are doing really well!. Then, without warning, one of us slips out of tune and like the mother-wuving EYE of Sauron, our vocal teacher's head is up and suddenly scanning the perimeter to determine the culprit. She surveys each one of us individually until she has determined who is at fault. The fear of being the one who is to blame • furthermore the fear that we might be the one that screwed up and not even realize it • makes us all panic a little bit causing us to screw up even more. The result is mad pandemonium with us all singing in different keys • and as I am often told, some keys that are not even of this Earth .
She tells us that we need to visualize the note and imagine it in our head before we sing. That would imply that I know how to find the note or be able to reproduce it on command