Singing was natural to me. I used to make up melodies to nursery rhymes on long road trips. I distinctly remember playing albums on my CD Walkman, pressing pause after every line so I could write the lyrics out and learn them faster. Somewhere between my 90s and early 2000s pop music, my dad’s 70s and 80s rock music, and a bit of classical music inspired by my gran, I fell in love with music. Combine this with a good dose of confidence and a little bit of a constant need for positive attention, and you get a performer!
The moment that I realised I wanted to be a performer was when I was 12 years old. I had auditioned for the school musical and got in. I was cast as a narrator in Joseph and The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, and my whole life changed. I became solely focused on rehearsing, and I spent many break times in the music room with the rest of the cast.
I remember the moment, stepping out onto that stage, holding a bright red capital E (it fitted in with the lyrics I was singing), and the lights were blinding. I couldn’t even see the audience, but I could feel the excitement in the air. I sang my lines with pride, and the applause was what solidified this new dream of mine. There is nothing like it. It’s a feeling of being acknowledged for something good in such an immediate way that you just feel like you could fly!
From that moment, I was hooked. Everything became about when my next performance would be, and the rest is history. There is so much more to the story of how I got to the point of singing professionally, but I’ve run out of words for this chapter. Catch the next blog post to find out more!