Working With Talent Pt. 2 // Bundeswettbewerb Gesang

So after we brought the video-lady back up again I reached my seat next to my mother just in time before Michael Dixon got on stage to announce that unlike advertised before not Dominique Horowitz will be presenting but Katharine Mehrling who’d already been the president of the jury during the finals. And she did well presenting.

I was just as excited as I tend to be on opening night performances throughout the concert with that bitter-sweet moment of whitnessing something very special and something you look forward to but at the same time seeing that the event will end a very special time (which actually ment: returning to my dance studies classes, which are great but working with musical theatre is a little bit better….). But still I was eager to see if everything went just as we rehearsed and as far as I could see (and can remeber) everything was just fine.

You can watch every single performance on Vimeo and one of the performances I shared two days ago for Music Monday! And to be honest I think it’s best for you to spend an evening on Vimeo instead of reading what I think about all these performances – exept for said Music Monday…in that case, please, go, read what I wrote over there.😉

I CAN’T even say bad things about the performers, I liked all of them, but since I spend about a week (more or less) with them I’m not able to pretend I can totally write just about their performances. But what I can do, is write about my mother’s view from what she told me. She’s a avid (musical) theatre goer, she’s the one travelling with me and seeing shows with me – she sees musicals as well as opera and straight plays. The one song performed she still talks about and even has shown to her friends at work is Marissa Möller’s performance of the chanson “Rabenmutter” (a German term for uncaring, cruel, bad mother), she als really liked Nedime Ince’s Turkish-German rendition of “Wenn ich mir was wünschen dürfte”, while I friend of mine really, really liked Elisabeth Köstner’s “Pulled” from the Addams Family. The song that kind of revived my Sondheim-obsession was Philipp Büttner’s “Marry Me a Little” while we all laughed our asses off when Paula Skorupa sang “Toothbrush” (other than the title is suggesting it’s a German song…but even if you speak English only I bet you’ll have fun just watching her!). I could go on and on like that. (if someone of you readers watches the videos, please let me know which one you like best!)

During intermission I went backstage to check on everything and see if there was any work for me to do (I remembered last year’s concert when I sat back stage and was holding hands of nervous singers and helping the stage manager). I shortly talked to the director to make some arrangements concerning the end of the concert when each and everyone of the winners had to go directly upstaris to attent a small photo call and the reception, we agreed on meeting in the left wing of the stage and there I was, sadly  not beeing able to see the last number from the auditorium, but at least I was there and able to listen from the side and I was there when they first went off stage which – in my opinion – is always a faszinating moment to see people in. After they took off their microphones the director took the lead and ordered me to be the last and from what I remeber we lost one of our “ducklings” and I ran all over the building looking for him (let’s just remeber the heels I wore here…), but when I came up to the lobby where the reception was held, he suddenly was there.

These receptions are always a little fun, because they actually are work (we mostly just wait for the people to go to organize some things in the end) but not really, we are allowed to drink a little wine and share some small talk with people, which was actually fun, because most of (the Berlin based) Germany’s musical theatre people were there and I had some nice conversations, mostly with gay men, but I also met an actor I work with at the criminal dinner entertainment I work for and he introduced me to the “assistant” headmaster of the musical college in Munich where he studied. I’m not very good at small talk but after I had more than a week of practise with the participants I did quite well I guess.

At about 1am I took some of the winners back to their dressing rooms and went up to the office to get changed myself. I packed my stuff and arranged everything to leave together with my bosses, when we went past the dressing rooms I decided to wait for the ones still there. So I watched my bosses leave and waited for Peter and Lisa, who somehow managed to get me to join them and some other participants for one last drink (because I escorted them to the bar anyways).

End of story: I was home at 3 am, and woke up at 8 am the next morning, I sat through all my classes (six hours of philosophical and theatrical dance studies research discussions) and went to work for two hours afterwards. I’m pretty proud, yes, I am.

Personally theses weeks with almost 100 hours of working show me how durable my body can be and I’ve always loved working directly with artists (though most of the time I didn’t work WITH but FOR them…anyway…). It was a good experience to be completely surrounded by music for that time which usually isn’t the case when I’m working.

What were your most intensive working experiences? What concert did you buzz about lately? Let me know in the comments below or on my facebook page!

And to all our winners, the people I spend the weekend with at Friedrichstadt Palast: I can’t wait to hear what you’ll do once you’ll leave your schools! Keep me posted, if possible.😀

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