Opera comes to Kerala...

…Composers often wrote music for castrati singers during the Baroque period. What is a castrato? Well, I must be quite frank and explain what castration is…
Imagine trying to explain castration to an auditorium of college students and professors in India. Yes, I did have to do that. I wonder if any of them truly understood my awkward description. Who knew that an English seminar lecture could be so racy?

On Thursday afternoon, I gave a lecture about opera at an English seminar at Bishop Moore College in Mavelikara. In November, an English professor friend asked me to speak and to sing at their annual department seminar because she thought that a lighter, more fun lecture would be good a cultural opportunity for the students. I agreed to come and thought that the event would be informal and small. However, I was wrong.

My fellow YAV in Mavelikara, Ariel, called me earlier this past week and told me that her students were excited about the opera performance. Then I panicked for three reasons. First, people were actually anticipating my speaking/singing engagement. Second, people thought that I was performing an entire opera, and attempting to do a one-person, a cappella opera would be quite an undertaking. And third, I had a cold and was a mucous factory. I have the uncanny ability to get a virus around the time of singing engagements. Although I appreciated the enthusiasm, I felt the pressure of my upcoming and eager audience who wanted to learn about a foreign art form. Since opera and classical singing have such a hold on my heart, I usually grow shy and avoid singing when people ask me to sing in a casual setting. Busting out an aria, melodie, or a lied often freaks people out with the volume, the foreign language, and the vibrato. Could my explanation and a cappella singing of a few arias give justice to opera, an art form which I love?

Armed with a Power-point presentation, a few audio samples, and myself, I condensed a few hundred years of music history, musical terms, story lines, and vocal technique in about one hour. (And I probably talked too fast at times.) When I do public speaking, I can usually gauge an audience’s interest level and try to cater to them, but gauging interest of a large foreign audience is very difficult. In addition, I was worried about their reaction to my singing—due to my cold, two Italian arias which were not too straining—because I initially scared some of my choir students by the loudness of my singing during our rehearsal warm-ups. However, the students’ reaction surprised me because they listened intently, gave a hearty applause, and approached to me after the program to talk. The English professors enjoyed the presentation because it introduced culture and explained some of the operatic references in English literature which they previously did not understand. (An example: Walt Whitman refers the term aria in "Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking.") After my lecture and singing, the morning keynote speaker felt inspired and grabbed the microphone to sing a medley of African-American spirituals during the closing of the ceremony. Then he asked me to give “a full evening of song in the sometime future” to his community a few hours away. I had no idea that sharing one of my passions in lecture form could make such a splash.

Although the saying, “music is the universal language,” feels cliché, my experience in India has confirmed the truth of that statement, and God uses music to bring so much sense and joy to my life. Since I dedicated the past four years of my life to studying music, I have daily moments where I miss formal musical training: I miss having a choral director lecture about lifting the soft palate, searching for best words to describe an instrumental theme, going over historical performance practice, needing to go over my German diction, singing scales and arpeggios, searching a rare musical score in a specific key, and even waiting for a practice room to be available. Now, I have different kinds of musical moments. These moments may not always substitute for my formal training cravings, but they show me why I chose to get a B.A. in Music and renew the sense wonder that music brings. While walking to Bishop Moore College, I stopped to talk with a book stall vendor, and in our conversation, he said that music brings us closer to the divine and explained some concepts about Carnitic music to me. (Carnitic music is south Indian classical music; I must be thankful for the required Worlds of Music class at the College of William and Mary because I can talk to people here about Indian music.) At school, my students ask to learn new songs all the time. During Christmas in Andhra Pradesh, we loved sitting on the roof and singing folk songs all night. Music has that magical ability to connect and to inspire people across cultures, and it has helped me build so many relationships. I feel so privileged and am blessed that I could introduce opera and music to a wonderful group of people.

"Genuine music fills the soul with a thousand things better than words. The thoughts which are expressed to me by music that I love are not too indefinite to be put into words, but on the contrary, too definite." -Felix Mendelssohn