Norman is going to try to schedule my private audition with Rich Biever for the part of Valjean for two weeks from today.
If this goes well—and really, for the quality of the audition itself—may I remember my words from a year ago:
It’s good to sing for my own enjoyment (or Yours, God), and it’s good to sing to delight someone else. But it’s unhealthy to sing to elicit praise.
Father, as I get deeper into singing performance in State College, please protect me from the intoxicating effects of people’s praise.