I want to tell you something that has nothing to do with
Lolita, but everything with my life. I am so happy and excited and honoured
about it that I just want to share it with all of you. I always have trouble to
talk or write about things I did that make me proud, but I’ll do my best. So this
post is very personal and very long.
As long as I can remember, singing has been my passion.
Do you know the song ‘Thank you for the music’ from ABBA? The sentences ‘Mother
says I was a dancer before I could walk. She says I began to sing long before I
could talk’ really apply to me, as my mother always says. I sing all
the time and everywhere. I never really had a particular style I preferred, I
basically liked to sing anything.
For a long time I have wanted to become a singer when I
grew up. Of course I also wanted to be a fairy and a dolphin trainer, but I
think singing has always been there. My mother’s side of the family is really
musical. One of my grandfather’s
brothers is even a famous concert pianist!
For years I have wanted to go to the conservatory. Since
I have experienced not everyone knows what that is, I’ll explain shortly: according
to Wikipedia, conservatory, or music
school, refers to an educational
institution specialized in the study, training and research of music. Well,
that’s basically what it is, but I’ll clarify it a bit more. Here, a
conservatory comes after high school, so I guess it’s sort off like college.
Here in my country we have multiple conservatories, about nine. There are the
four big ones, in the cities Amsterdam, The Hague, Rotterdam and Utrecht, and
the lesser big ones. To get accepted into a conservatory, you have to audition
for a commission of your instrument of choice and you also have to do a music
theory test.
Ok, so that’s it for the theoretical part. Back to my
story.
For years I had wanted singing lessons, but many people
told us it’s better to start taking singing lessons when you’re at least 16.
The voice is a delicate instrument and it keeps on growing up until past your
twenties, so you have to be careful with it! In the meantime, we visited an
open house of the pop music department of the conservatory of Amsterdam. That
day was a big disappointment: it totally wasn’t what I had expected. The dream
of going there faded a little to the background. Nevertheless, I wanted singing
lessons, so when I finally turned 16, we went looking for a singing teacher! We
had looked before a little, but without succes. But in my city we have a great
music- and art school, so when they were having open house, my mom and I decided
to go take a look.
Wow, was I disappointed again. We went to the teacher who
was giving pop music singing lessons and it was so not what we had expected! He
was teaching a woman who was singing a song completely unfit for her voice and
abilities and he was just cheering and saying how great she did. I was really
sad, because he seemed the only pop music singing teacher. My mom and I walked
around a little dazed, not really knowing what to do, when we suddenly walked
past a classrom that said ‘classical singing’. Except for a woman, the teacher,
no one was inside, and my mom said to go inside for a moment. Now I know many
singers have a classical base, but I felt a bit hesitant at first. Classical
singing? Wasn’t that like… opera?
Going into that classroom changed my whole life. If you
believe in destiny, this could prove you’re right. Hadn’t we gone inside, I
wouldn’t be where I am now.
We went inside, where we started talking to the teacher
and she asked if I wanted to do some singing exercises. I was so shy, but I did
it anyway. After that, one of the teacher’s students came in and sang something
for us and I… I was captivated. I realised this was what I had been looking for
all this time. After the student had left, the teacher (her name is Els) told
me she would love to teach me and I felt really honoured.
So when we returned home, we immediately registered for
classical singing lessons.
My lessons began after summervacation and I quickly
started taking piano lessons too, after recommendation from Els (which was
really cool, because now we have a piano downstairs ‘cause of that). After a
couple of months, I had my first performance. I remember the songs I sang: three
Bergerettes, French songs, called ‘Par un matin’, ‘Que ne suis-je la fougère’ and ‘Menuet d’Exaudet’. I was
really nervous: my first classical songs performing while a pianist accompanied
me. This was all so new for me! But I sang very well and my grandfather was
sooo moved and happy about my improvements! My grandma love dit too, especially
the way I was dressed and the way I thanked the pianist after.
During that year, Els told me I had a really special
talent. Maybe I would be good enough for the conservatory! Suddenly, the dream
of going there was awakened again. Els wanted me to audition for the
Talentclass, where a teacher of the conservatories of Amsterdam and The Hague
would listen to me too. I got accepted into the Talentclass and the teacher was
impressed by my talent. The Talentclass prepares you for conservatory auditions,
so I got the opportunities to perform more and also have theorie lessons.
Once I graduated from high school, my life changed a lot.
Because of big budget cuts by my country’s government, the art schools (and other
culture-related things like theatres) got into trouble, resulting into various
new rules for new students. One of them being that you cannot follow a
different study somewhere else while auditioning. I can’t really explain why:
maybe because they’re afraid you won’t finish your music study or something.
Anyway, this resulted into the fact that after my graduation I couldn’t start a
study. So I decided to focus on singing, piano and music theory (later also
some acting). I also found a job, so I had a busy life. Initially, I wanted to
learn some Italian too for pronunciation, but I quickly put that aside.
In the meantime, I went to Tokyo, which was a very
wonderful experience. ^^
After that, I started to register for auditions on the four big conservatories.
Oh dear, thinking back… I won’t bother you with the stories of how difficult it
was to get through all the procedures. XD Let’s say, it was complicated and
repetitive at times and a lot of work.
I visited some open houses and also sang for some
teachers, so they would get to know me. Most of the time I felt like I made a
good impression. ^^
Now this may sound like those auditions we’re going to be
a piece of cake, but I can tell you: the opposite is true. The conservatories
in my country are worldwide known for their qualities and people from all over
the world try to get in, expecially at Amsterdam and The Hague (they are the
biggest and most prestigious ones). The big problem with foreign students is
that they are actually allowed to have finished a (musical) study already,
unlike the natives here, which gives us a disadvantage. Secondly, the schools get
money for their foreign students. So foreign students are wanted.
Another problem is that, because of the budget cuts,
there are fewer spots for new students. So getting into a conservatory is
really hard nowadays. Knowing this, I still wanted to try to get in.
On april 11th I had my first audition, at the
conservatory of Amsterdam. I knew both Amsterdam and The Hague were the hardest
to get in, so I braced myself. I was nervous, but after practising a little
with the pianist and talking to some other people (including a really nice guy
with coloured hair, who waited until I had had my audition) I felt better. I
sang an Italian aria and a German song and the commission didn’t debate for
long.
I got rejected.
I was devastated. I knew the chances were small, but
rejection is terrible nonetheless. Looking back at it now, I know I didn’t sing
so great. I was really nervous and now I see it as my final rehearsal for the
other auditions.
On may 23rd I had my second audition, at the conservatory
of Rotterdam. Rotterdam was important to me, because I really wanted to study
there with one of the teachers I really liked. This audition day was different:
in Amsterdam I only had to sing, here I had to do a music theory test in the
morning. The singing was in the afternoon.
Although I was prepared, something terrible happened. The
theory test was only ear training and I thought there would be a written test
too. Somehow this caused me to panic so much (I am insecure when it comes to
ear training) that I got a major black out – pun not intended. I screwed up big
time! My mom tried to convinde that it was not so bad though, which was very
sweet. ♥
After the test, my mom and I went to have lunch and we
walked around the city for a while. When we got back and arrived in the hallway
where the classroom for the audition was, all the singers we had talked to were
still sitting there, waiting for their audition (it was supposed to start at 1
pm, it was 2:30 pm). I was the very last one, so I had to wait for quite a
while.
While some got accepted, some rejected, I waited. I was
nervous, but I think my mom was even more nervous than me! It helped a little,
haha! Then it was finally my turn! First I had to choose a song I wanted to
start with (‘Voi che sapete’ from Mozart from Le nozze di Figaro, my favourite
aria) and then they chose one.
I don’t know what happened inside, but I can tell you: it
was magic! As my mom said, I got wings. I sang so great and
I normally don’t say something like that about myself! I also had to recite a
poem, which went really great as well!
While I waited in the hallway, they debated about me.
Waiting took forever, but I was finally allowed to go in again. There they told
me they wanted me for my singing! But unfortunately, my music theory wasn’t
good enough so they doubted. I immediately told them about my blackout, which
made them think and they said they would talk about it with the management and
they would inform me next week.
Even though my singing was good enough, I was so sad! I knew I had sung
wonderfully and now my music theory, which has always been a bit of a hill to
climb, ruined everything. I was so angry with myself for screwing up like that.
So instead of celebrating in the train back, I could only cry.
We waited and waited, but the telephone didn’t ring. No
emails either. It was like torture and I was so nervous during all those days…
Then, on may 31st I had my third audition, at the
conservatory of Utrecht. Before I knew of Rotterdam, this was my favourite
conservatory. It has a great atmosphere and it’s located in the middle of the
city, which is so awesome!
Here too I had to do a theory test first and then I had
to sing, but I was glad this theory test was in two parts: on paper and ear
training. Because I had indicated I wanted to audition for the pre-year, the
written test was really easy and I had no mistakes. Then the ear training: I
had prepared so much for this test, even more than before! I didn’t want tos
crew up again. But I did so well! I tried to keep down the nerves and the
examinator told me when we were done he fully agreed on the theoretical field
if I got accepted into the pre-year.
Then, after a while it was my turn to sing. They made me
sing four songs: one I chose to start with (‘Voi che sapete’ again), two
vocalises and one German song. Unfortunately not the song in my own language
(which was really interesting to prepare). They thanked me and told me I would
hear the result that night. So no party in the train again, but also no crying
(haha). We walked around the city for a bit and returned home.
When we got there, my dad opened the door and said:
‘There’s an evelope from Codarts waiting for you on the table.’ Which meant
Rotterdam’s decision had finally come! It was a big envelope. I was so afraid
to open it! Eventually I managed to rip it open and started to read, when I
suddenly saw it: I got accepted into the pre-year! I screamed, but I think my
mom screamed even harder! I started to cry so hard, I couldn’t help it and my
mom, dad and me hugged each other at the same time. My brother came downstairs
because of all the noise we made, so I could hug him too. After I calmed down
again, I started to call my family and friends to tell the good news. Of course
everyone was really excited, because they knew how hard I had worked for this!
Suddenly, my mom said I had to check my email, because of
my audition earlier that day. I opened my inbox and there it was: my email. I
opened it, started to read and couldn’t help but scream again: I got accepted
into Utrecht too! So again, I called family and friends and finally my singing
teacher too, who didn’t know the good news at that moment.
I was so happy!!! Now I had the privilege to choose!
You may think the story has ended now, but it hasn’t. ^^
Even though I had been accepted into two conservatories,
I still had my audition in The Hague. I could have canceled it, but since I
learned so much from my previous auditions I wanted to do this one too. I never
expected them to accept me, so I kept telling myself that so I wouldn’t be
disappointed.
On June 5th, I had my fourth and last audition in The
Hague. I had a music theory test in the morning, but this one was quite
different. I had to do it with two other people: a boy who could sing really
high and another girl. The test was really interesting: we had to learn a short
melody, sing it in minor, sing it in canon, etc. After that we had a written test,
which was quite doable. Then I had to wait for a while before I could sing.
After I had practised with the pianst we went downstairs
to the hall where the room was for audition. The room itself was nice and
fancy, but the hall was in the basement where all the percussionists were
practising. Eventually is was my turn and I told myself: ‘No matter what they
say, I got accepted already. I am good enough.’ and I entered.
I sang my songs (‘Voi che sapete’, again XD, and two
others) and recited my poem. I also had to sing a prima vista (‘at first
sight’, so singing something you have never seen and sung before). I’m not very
good at that yet, but I tried my best. There were so many people at this
audition! Six or seven I believe.
They went to debate and meanwhile I filled in a form
about the school. Then I could come back.
The first thing they said was they didn’t accept me into
the school. I expected that and kept on smiling. They gave me some compliments
and they thought my poem was fantastic, but my voice seemed too young for
someone of 21 years old. There, I realised they said something weird, but I
waited for a moment. They also said they thougt 21 was a bit too old for the
pre-year, after which I asked: ‘I’m sorry, but… Do you think I am 21?’ ‘Yes.’
‘I am 19.’ After which they quickly flipped trough their forms and realised
they had calculated wrong. Which changed everything! Now they did accept me, if
the pre-year had enough finances! I was really speechless, I just… wow! The
Hague, the most prestigious and hard-to-get-in conservatory, had accepted
me into their school! I walked out of the room and I could
barely tell my mom what had happened. I was so happily surprised! Now we
finally had our party on the train! Now I had three choices, unbelievable!
Now, I still can’t believe it…
So, this is my story of how I tried to follow my dreams
and succeeded, although it actually just started. Music is my biggest
passion. My body, my soul, my heart. And now I get the chance to go further. I
wonder where this road will take me and I can’t wait to begin walking this new
path. It’s scary to leave behind everything I kow and step into a new, musical
world where everything will be different. It’s like I’m starting all over
again. I’ll continue to live with my parents for a while: the pre-year lessons
are only once or twice a week. But it will be strange nonetheless. I am
nervous, but excited as well!
Wish me luck!
