During rehearsal yesterday, I was still able to hit the high notes.
The choir erupted in cheers.
After two more hours and on a different venue (we had to transfer from the church to The Fridge warehouse for our rehearsal) I cannot reach it anymore and my tones was stuck flat.
I was holding a microphone singing in front of the stage when Joy screamed, “Orlee, sa part ni Fermel ibaba mo lang.”
I was kinda nervous and had a sigh of relief when Joy said this, “Hay salamat. Octave lower,” I told myself
When I sang his part (octave lower) Joy screamed, “Yung mic lang ibaba mo. Hindi tono.”