JUNE 2011
PERSEVERANCE
Given all of the
necessary elements to
become a performer,
athlete, singer, etc. of
consequence, sometimes
it just boils down to
“How badly do you want
it? Years ago, while
singing Lt. Cable at
Jones Beach Theater (the
only baritone to sing it
in a major production,
at the time), I met a
handsome young fella
singing in the chorus.
His name was/is Larry
Farrar, six feet five
inches, a theater
graduate of a major
Texas University … and
quite an athlete. We
played some tennis
together and some
half-court basketball
and it was all I could
do to make it a game
(except in basketball
where his five inch
height advantage was
humbling)! At one point
I began working with him
vocally and he appeared
to have a solid lyric
baritone, gaining high
voice all along. After
awhile, I stopped
working with him because
I was working harder at
it than he was. We
enjoyed a solid
friendship but after a
few years, he married
and we saw less of one
another.
One day the phone rang
and it was Larry who
apparently had been
working with someone
else and was having
trouble with his high G.
At our session, which
his wife attended, he
gave me his assessment
of why the note was not
close to consistent and
I told him that the real
reason .... was because
he was just a lazy
tenor. At six five with
a by gawd Texas attitude
that was almost an
affront on his manhood!
I calmed him down and
said “Let’s just see
what happens ...” About
forty-five minutes later
after an intense
focusing and lifting and
growing with coordinated
support ... he sang his
forth or fifth specific
high note, in a full-out
operatic voice. I played
it back and asked if he
was happy with those
high G’s and he allowed
they were in fact
“terrific,” which was
right on! I said,
“They’re B flats!” Larry
had trouble taking that
in but realized he had
just opened his voice as
never before.
Long story short ... he
began singing as an
operatic tenor. Before
long, he was singing
with a beautiful,
ringing, big, lyric
tenor and was getting
attention everywhere.
Then he auditioned
against my advice–I
believed he hadn’t been
singing long enough in
the repertoire to have
build up his confidence
enough–for the Amato
Opera. He blew his first
attempt, leaving the
theater and then going
back and talking his way
into a second chance. He
nailed it ... and got
the lead in the opera,
the name of which
totally escapes me now,
but the highest notes
were only a B flats,
which by now ... he
owned! I tired to tell
him I thought he should
sing some less exposed
roles first–comprimario–to
build his confidence ...
but he was on a roll and
blew right by my
objections; he wanted to
sing the role!
He learned it well and
rehearsals were
progressing nicely until
the word came that his
father had suddenly
died. He left for the
funeral, returning
shaken, several days
later, a day before the
first performance. The
dress was a bit wobbly
but it was good for him
to concentrate on the
piece instead of sitting
at home with his
grief.The next night, my
only advice to him was,
“You have a big voice
and the little soprano
shudders when you sing a
big note. I watched your
concern with that, last
night. Your job is to
sing everything with
full support since you
have limited experience!
Remember what Frank
Loesser posted for the
Most Happy Fella
recording; L. I. G:
‘Loud Is Good!’ ... and
don’t look at the little
soprano when you sing
the high notes!”
Well, he did and when he
saw her face, he chopped
the support in the
middle of the note ...
and it was a monstrous
crack, heard in South
Dakota! He couldn’t hook
up his support and
marked through the rest
of that act and the
second act, as well.
Tall, wavy blond hair,
as comfortable on stage
as in his living room
... but his confidence
was gone.
Just before the third
act, I reminded Larry of
the his story about the
football game where the
Notre Dame was down by
two touchdowns at the
half to an inferior team
was waiting for Knute
Rockne to come in and
give them hell! He
didn’t come and didn’t
come ... until just
before the time to go
out on the field and
just stuck his head in
the door and said, “Come
on girls!” They went out
and trounced the other
team. I said, “I feel
like Rockne! What the
hell are you saving it
for? Given what you have
done so far, you’ll
probably never get a
chance to sing here
again! So just go out
and holler!”
And ... that’s what he
did ... and out came his
wonderful voice and this
third act redeemed him
to the tune of a
standing “O” on his solo
bow!
He got better, much
better and I decided he
should sing for Julius
Rudel at N Y City Opera.
Remember ... he had one
helluva terrific voice!
He sang “Che gelida
manina ...” from La
Bohčme and was
magnificent ... until he
hit the high C ... and
didn’t feed through it
... so it cracked!
Julius said, “Thank
you!” which is what he
always said.
Larry walked out of the
theater and I didn’t see
him until two years
later in Connecticut, at
a performance of “Two by
Two” with our mutual
friend, Don Stewart.
I asked him where he had
gone without saying
goodbye and that I had
tried to call him a
great number of times.
Turns out he had moved
to Ohio and was managing
four Holiday Inns. He
told me he felt, he just
“... didn’t have what it
takes!”
I had told him many
times before–just put
the time in and get your
confidence and you will
be a world-class tenor!
Then I told him ‘the
rest of the story;’ two
weeks after he had sung
his audition, Julius
grabbed me back stage
and asked if I knew how
to get in touch with
Larry ... because they
had been calling him for
a week with a contract
offer!” I tried to find
him for weeks, to no
avail ...
Next
month, the other side of
the coin ...
MAY 11
-
ENERGY!
APRIL 11
- EXTERNALIZING SUPPORT
MARCH 11
- THE IMPORTANCE OF DICTION
FEBRUARY 11
- RESPONSE TO LAST
MONTHS TIP
JANUARY 11
- LET'S
TRY THIS
DECEMBER 10 -
THE FUNCTION OF THE
MOUTH... IN SINGING
NOVEMBER 10
-
BOY SOPRANO TO YOUNG
MAN’S VOICE
OCTOBER 10
-
TOOLS OF THE TRADE
(i.e. LEARNING REPERTOIRE)
SEPTEMBER
10
-
TOOLS OF
THE TRADE
AUGUST 10
-
JOIN A CHORUS
(Addendum)
JULY 10
-
JOIN
A CHORUS
JUNE 10 -
HI THERE SINGERS!