Just a short posting this week, but I promise cuteness. It’s great being back in the Old Pueblo and singing Dido and Aeneas again. I have a super homestay too: my parents’ house. It comes equipped with a friendly practice buddy, Lizzie.
She doesn’t howl along with me like my dog Charlie does (more on that in a future post), but when I sing above the staff she starts to wag her tail furiously and then jumps up on me, trying to get close to the source of those weird, high sounds.
A music-appreciating dog makes any gig better.