I enjoy singing. When I was a child, I could easily hit the high soprano notes. Okay, maybe not that easily, but it was achievable.
I am soo not a soprano post-puberty.
I can hit soprano -if I don’t want to talk for awhile. Maybe I’m doing it wrong, who knows.
At that point, it was a big deal for me. Sopranos got leads, sopranos got attention, sopranos cause awe and marvel in the listener. What do altos do? They are the most ignored section (in my opinion at the time) of the choir, a glut slated for reduction. Soprano is elite, altos are commoners.
And I was not meant to be a commoner!
Of course, my opinion changed when my choir director noted that my range extended down into the tenor range. Apparently, that was special (not really) and that rectified, in my mind, my own self-importance.
My, I was a pompous little shit…
Now, all I care about is butchering JPOP, growling to metal, and occasionally crooning to Usher’s pre-Bieber hits [90’s mostly].
Priorities… they change.
Amazing, often necessary, to allow adaptability.
I’m not an alto, or soprano or whatever. I’m just a happy, go-lucky singer slash butcherer of music.
All that stuff, those extra labels, don’t matter. Having fun matters. 🙂