How fast are you moving today? How fast are you thinking? Are you in andante? Allegro? Molto agitato?
What are your tempo plans for this weekend? Are you hoping for a slow, luxurious adagio? Or something more exciting? Molto vivace?
When I lived in Italy, I found that my personal tempo was too fast for my neighborhood. As an ambitious young opera singer, I would fly down the street, chasing after my professional goals. My neighbors would gaze at me in amusement. My speed was fine for the center of town, with the busy tourists and zooming motorbikes, but it didn’t match the slower pace of residential life. In my piazza, people liked to drive quickly, but they preferred to live slowly.
But I was always bursting with energy. I didn’t want to walk slowly, and I didn’t need a break after lunch. I didn’t want to wait in the long queue at the post office. I was even aggravated by my own voice, which was growing (slowly, leisurely, even languidly) into a more dramatic repertoire.
In my frustration, I went to consult with the great singing teacher, Maestro Sergio Bertocchi. “Why am I not developing more quickly?” I asked him. “Hai fretta,” he said simply. (You’re in a hurry.) “The voice doesn’t like to be rushed. Never try to learn anything in a hurry. It will only slow you down.”
Patience is a hard lesson to learn. (I have to keep learning it, over and over again, but I suppose that’s the nature of the lesson…) I must have slowed down a little bit, though, because when I returned to the United States, I was shocked by how fast everyone was going!
When I visited American universities, I was sad to see that so many young voice majors were stressed out! They were rushing from class to class, juggling double majors, squeezing coachings in between after-school jobs. They were so busy, and I wondered if they had enough time to practice.
To be a good musician, you need to have time to practice. It’s not just about learning the music. It’s about forging your own identity as an artist. You need to spend many hours in a quiet place, away from the noise and the bustle, so that you can hear your own music. You need to spend time in your own “artistic space.”
When I was an undergraduate in Salzburg, I spent many long Saturdays in the practice room. I would sing for hours and hours. And when I was too tired to sing, I would sit down and think about singing. My best friends were the other singers (and pianists) who were crazy enough to spend their weekends at school! We listened to music, and we talked about music. We had time for music.
Of course, you can’t be a student forever. These days, there are more demands on my time. But whenever I hear myself telling someone that I’m “too busy,” or that “I don’t have time,” I try to slow down and reset my inner metronome.
Life is like music, and it helps to be aware of your own rhythm. Listen for the beat. Does it match the music you want to hear? If not, you might want to adjust your tempo.