singing rant
Jan. 30th, 2005 10:44 pmWhen you hear the phrase, "She sings just like an angel," immediately you know that the person speaking mistakenly thinks she knows something about singing and angels that she doesn't. Therefore, said person must be an id10t and, really, anything she says after that point is hereby rendered null and void.
First of all, angels, at least the ones in the Bible this paragon of virtue probably thinks she knows something about, are male. And not soprano-singing Vienna Boys' Choir males, but big imposing bouncer-like guys with names like "Michael" and "Gabriel." Okay, so generally we don't get to peek under the white robes and peruse their naughty bits. Whatever. They have boy names.
But the 'she sings like an angel comment' is never directed at the baritone-singing front 'man' for the local drag king band, oh no. Instead, it's usually applied to some third-rate shrieking screaming twit of a soprano that managed to get a record deal for reasons no one who is actually in the music world can decipher. It certainly wouldn't be because said performer looks appropriately wistful and beautiful on the front covers of CDs in which she sounds suspiciously like the background to Psycho.
Screescreescreescreescree!!!
A true soprano voice has richness. It has depth. It kicks fucking ass. It does not sound like Mickey Mouse on helium trying to pierce our eardrums.
That is all.
First of all, angels, at least the ones in the Bible this paragon of virtue probably thinks she knows something about, are male. And not soprano-singing Vienna Boys' Choir males, but big imposing bouncer-like guys with names like "Michael" and "Gabriel." Okay, so generally we don't get to peek under the white robes and peruse their naughty bits. Whatever. They have boy names.
But the 'she sings like an angel comment' is never directed at the baritone-singing front 'man' for the local drag king band, oh no. Instead, it's usually applied to some third-rate shrieking screaming twit of a soprano that managed to get a record deal for reasons no one who is actually in the music world can decipher. It certainly wouldn't be because said performer looks appropriately wistful and beautiful on the front covers of CDs in which she sounds suspiciously like the background to Psycho.
Screescreescreescreescree!!!
A true soprano voice has richness. It has depth. It kicks fucking ass. It does not sound like Mickey Mouse on helium trying to pierce our eardrums.
That is all.
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Date: 2005-01-31 05:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-01 01:15 am (UTC)Hear bloody hear.
Although I've heard it said of chirpy voices more often than screechy ones. Chirpy, perky ones. I don't think they're thinking of the kind of angel that makes people 'sore afraid'.
It goes with "What do you study?" "Singing." "How lovely."
How would you know if it's lovely? You haven't heard.