Truth be told, I was worried that the concert in Iloilo would go the way of "oh dear God this woman shouldn't be singing tonight..."
I hadn't gotten enough sleep the night before as my daughter was feeling sick. Rob and I were up at the crack of dawn to make our morning flight to Iloilo, that worry going through my mind. Doing a full concert with only 4 hours of sleep was not going to be easy. We flew in (a bit turbulent on the landing unfortunately)... visited SM City for a brief meet and greet... had lunch... and headed to the hotel for some rest. I forced a nap, just so I could get a few extra minutes. Thankfully I was able to catch a few moments of sleep, then gave myself time to wake up and warm up before going to my sound check. My voice still felt tired. Rats. Only 4 hours of sleep. And a little nap.
I knew I was going to have to do some serious therapeutic warm-ups as taught to me by my voice teacher in London. Really slow and deliberate. I needed to get blood to flow. After a dinner of tinola, I started the warm-up, and continued while my make-up artist was preparing my face and hair for the night. This was going to take time, and I wasn't going to skip or rush.
This was my first night back to singing in concert after my vocal rest. This night was both scary and special.
The concert was going to start late since the rain and heavy traffic was causing a slow audience inflow. I was getting updates in my hotel room about what time the show was to start... it was scheduled for 8, but after all was said and done, we hit our first downbeat closer to 9 to allow for as many people to arrive as possible.
I kept on doing low volume runs to keep my voice warm during the wait... finally, our director Chari called all of us backstage to say a little prayer. I felt the rush of adrenaline start to course through my veins, as well as a little sting of terror. Please, please let this go well, I prayed in my head... just get me through tonight.
I got through... and it felt wonderful.
It felt really, really good to be back at work doing what I love. I felt my confidence return as the show progressed, my voice getting warmer and more pliable with each song that passed. We constructed a relatively easy repertoire to allow for me to just get back in the swing of things and not shock my system... and I think it worked.
To everyone that came to the show, THANK YOU!!! It meant a lot to me that you were so supportive and warm to all of us. We shall most certainly return.
I have my joy back. Oh thank you God, I have my joy back.