Warble GAK *thud*
Some nights you got it. Some nights you really, really don't.
I've got a bit at the very end of the track I'm recording that is at the absolute top of my vocal range and, try as I might, I couldn't...quite...hit it, either as Roger Daltry or as Axl Rose. My head voice just isn't working very well tonight. Annoying, because the vocals on the rest of the tune are OK. I like most of the version I laid down a couple of days ago but, unfortunately, I recorded it too hot, so it's all distorted and clipped and I can't use it. I think I'm going to have to give my throat a day of rest and then wade back into the mix. The solo's not quite coming together, either...I haven't found the right patch yet, and I'm using a weird tuning on the guitar, so my fingers haven't got the scales locked in on the keyboard.
Ah, well. It'll keep. At least I spent some time in front of the mic.
Writing and music are creative pursuits that I'm comfortable with. I can flail around a bit, and still have some vague sense of where I'm headed, and know that I'll get there eventually. Acting, on the other hand, is a foreign creativity. I don't have the language for it, really, so when I'm off the mark, as I usually am, I don't know where to go or how to describe what I'm trying to do. After class last night, Tony suggest that this discomfort may, in fact, be where I need to go, acting-wise. But I'm so unaccustomed to the discipline that I only half-understood what he meant.
I'm pretty fearless when it comes to such things, and I'm willing to go anywhere with the acting. There's no part I won't try, no character I won't attempt. Moving through this unfamiliar territory is good for me, but it is uncomfortable. That's kind of the point. Get out there and do it despite the fear and the chest pangs.
Actors, as a crowd, are different than writers or musicians. I haven't quite put my finger on it yet and, for all I know, it could just be me: I'm a writer, and a musician, but I don't really feel like I can lay claim to the actor label just yet. Maybe it's because I haven't really been on stage much, and what little work I've done was over a decade ago.
I've got a few more classes left, and then I'll see whether I feel like it's something I need to continue spending money on.
Right now, I'm going to put my Bluebird back in its box, read a bit, and sleep. Tomorrow, instead of hacking into the microphone, I'll finish up chapter four and send it off to the group.
A regular renny-sance man, that's me.
