Re::Sound | Voice Coaching & Voice Discovery

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Voice Coaching

Would you like to:

  • Develop and strengthen your voice?
  • Make deeper connections between text and score?
  • Play around with song interpretations?
  • Develop music sight reading?

As an actress and singer, I have discovered the joys of both worlds combining in my creative work and it’s the kind of work that keeps on giving and inspiring. I have also been lucky in my life to have had really wonderful vocal training/guidance with Dr. Veronica Dunne, which has meant that my voice remains strong and malleable and most importantly I have learned how to take care of my voice.

Are you someone who already has a dedicated singing practise and are looking for a way to expand your approach?

If so? Fill in the form below or contact me through my Facebook page and let’s get chatting.

I would love to be your coach.

OR…

Is Voice Discovery more up your street?

Voice Discovery

I wouldn’t just like to teach the world to sing. I would love to teach the world to sing.

Now the odds on me getting around y’all individually and shaking those sweet voices loose is hardly a likely story so….

if I could get even a hand-full of people to a place where they could say one or more of the following to themselves (for who more important would one say them to):

can sing. I can frickin sing. I love to sing. It feels freeing to sing. Goddamit, I’m a singer. Where was that voice hiding all these years? Why was I so afraid of singing all these years? I better sit down cause I’m gona faint with all the excitement from all the SINGING (ok, you get the message)…

This is all to say, I would be one satisfied preacher. Yeah, feck it, I said, PREACHER! Singing is a celebration, a means of communication, an art form and a really beautiful anthropological blessing to us humans.

The other side of the coin of all this joy is probably the biggest thing that holds our voices back but also what brings our authenticity forward into a song and that is; our vulnerability. Yep, that old familiar chestnut of a friend. And it can be a hard nut to crack. It’s not an over exaggeration to propose that some people have not sung out, like they just didn’t care, since they were a little tike sat in a church singing Silent Night with the congregation (in that most pure way only a child can) but their mind mostly dedicated to dreaming of Santa arriving. When we become more aware of ourselves in the world, the bravery and intrinsic desire to hum or sing along gets a little fragmented and topsy turvy. It’s a sad thing. But nothing is lost or gone forever.

So I’m putting it out there…

Are you someone who wants to discover where your voice has been hiding and give it a reason to sing that song you’ve always wanted to sing?

If so? Fill in the form below or contact me through my Facebook page and let’s get chatting.

I would so love to aid in that discovery.

 

The Evertides

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If you know me, then you’ll most likely know I’m in a band with my two wonderful friends Ruth Smith and Alma Kelliher and we’re called The Evertides.

We have just recently released our Debut EP which you can grab through

Bandcamp

or

iTunes

Here is a little taster of our sound. Seas on Fire from our Debut EP

 

Find out more, listen to tracks, watch videos, get news of upcoming gigs and all that craic through our website www.theevertides.com

As is, I’m Here.

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As Is, I'm Here

What happens to us chemically, biophysically, metaphysically, psychologically (or any feast of similar and dissimilar modes of realizabilities) when we want to not be where we are/how we are/who we are? How are we relating to ourselves in these moments? And how might we be able to catch these moments and give them our attention so as to ease ourselves back into the here and now?

This article Four Words that Heal by Mary O’Malley really spoke to me about these moments of great fear or distance of and from our own livelihoods. The lengths we would go to to get away from ourselves and how in learning to stay with the uncomfortableness and dis-ease, we may find the release that brings us back into healing, back into our lives.

A useful tool for helping us investigate and stay with these moments is Tara Brach’s acronym of RAIN.

Rain ImageI suppose I’m sharing this because I think we can all be reminded of this, can’t we? We can all do with learning/re-learning that what can help us love this “One wild and precious life”  of ours more is realising that – As is, YOU are so very much here and loved so very much for that reason alone.

With love,

Ru! x

Testimonials

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Here is what some of my students have had to say about their experience with Voice Coaching/Voice Discovery.

We consider ourselves lucky to have found Ruth McGill. She has been a fantastic teacher for Matthew and he has improved in both range and confidence. She creates a friendly, relaxed atmosphere to learn in and gets a lot done in every class.

Fiona Charleton

I’ve had many singing teachers over the years and Ruth is by far my favourite. She brings such joy to her sessions. Ruth makes the journey of discovering your unique voice very special. I am always greeted with a big smile and a tea. Time is never an issue and the price is fantastic. For those of you who believe you can’t sing…or who have been told you can’t sing… try one session with Ruth and she will unleash your unique voice. Also, Ruth is such a beautiful singer and musician and I have found it very inspirational to listen to her during my lessons. 100% fun guaranteed!

Aoife Moore

Just to Know

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I don’t want to un-know you.

I want to know why I feel full of smiles and trains of thought

that seem to instinctively coalign with yours for miles and miles

without you looking like you think I might be a little half-mad.

I want to know why, when we meet, my muscles almost immediately feel the pang of the leaving

And with you, the rain to my bones feels almost pleasing.

And I really want to know : if not you, then who?

If not now, then when?

If not for all of this, then for what could I possibly want to want, again and again

MORE

than how much I want to know what each sigh and laugh and every shaky feeling meant.

 

But

 

I suppose I can learn to know you less

Leave this settled place of sentiment.

It’s just that I’d love to one day love without it costing

what I can’t seem to beget

Without all this adding up to meaning I love myself LESS

(or for the time being at least)

And all because I had spent the best of me on a dream…

meant for someone else.

The Healing Time

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It would appear that there is a pain in this world that may never be put right. 
A thunderously deep scar in the psyche of man. 
How have we become so used to knowing violence? Learning of a fresh & brutal attack. Seeing the fallout of it represented in images of dead children cradled in close-to-dead arms, candles lighting up the wounding-ground and imagining the horrors befalling so many innocent lives. 
Are we not, at this point, completely perturbed and traumatised by every morsel of information? 
Might I say, I am. I am sick of it. 
It’s incredibly disturbing and it’s only now I'm realising how so. 
My body feels it now. 
This is not a world that I would send my children to (and I am lucky and grateful to have a child an' all) but we have no choice in the matter. And we can’t change the world, can we? Or can we?
YES YES, of course we can, YES. I really have to believe that it starts with us. You. Me. If we look to grievances that we may have had (perhaps still have) with people - me included - what powered those grievances? And what good has ever been gained from them? They seem to me more like a loss leader leading only to a lack of fully living, a lack of decency, a lack of authenticity to your beautifully-natured self and a lack of peace.
And grievances against ourselves? These are surely the most destructive to the weather system of our own lives and therein the world. That shit leeks out. Pervades a mood, a day,an occasion, a dream for a better life. If we are not safe even from ourselves then what hope in the wider world! We cannot expect this world to become a kinder place until we get kinder with this living right here. Oh and on the subject of dreaming. It is ok to dream isn't it? I’ve been finding out recently, that it’s really really important to dream while you are alive and awake to the realities of a world that would suck you dry and leave you gasping on the floor for air, if you let it.


“Let your loss be your lesson”- Robert Plant & Alison Krauss


Anyone, which is most likely everyone, who has lost someone - someone who they loved with all of their messy hearts; knows/feels/senses the loss of that person’s beautiful physical presence, their smile, their comforting hugs, the way they’d call your name and you knew so deeply you were loved and in that knowing, you in turn knew you'd love them to the end of time. And it totally sucks to lose someone who you love. But loss is such a powerful teacher. We cannot escape pain and suffering. But we do need to know how we can sit with it and not become lost to the world, within it. 

So with the wisdom of our hearts, what can each of us do so that we do not lose this world to violence? How can we further nourish the good; in ourselves, in others? 
What new perspective might we take in order to understand a situation further? What needs to change? And what does peace look like to you? How does it play itself out? If we have the power to change our own lives and outlook on the world, then what person can hold us back in our effort to make this world a better place for all. 
And see this moment right here? This is where all life exists. In this one. And now this one. And this one. And right this moment is where peace resides, begins (or ends?). Now is the time for healing, loving, living with your wonderful eccentricities and gifts and trains of thoughts. 

Cultivate a mind intent on healing. 

It's time. 

Love Ru! x

 

The Healing Time  
by Pesha Joyce Gertler


Finally on my way to yes
I bump into
all the places
where I said no
to my life
all the untended wounds
the red and purple scars
those hieroglyphs of pain
carved into my skin, my bones,
those coded messages
that send me down
the wrong street
again and again
where I find them
the old wounds
the old misdirections
and I lift them
one by one
close to my heart
and I say holy
holy

re: :SOUND | Voice Coaching

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 Would you like to:

  • Develop and strengthen your voice?
  • Make deeper connections between text and score?
  • Play around with song interpretations?
  • Develop music sight reading?

As an actress and singer, I have discovered the joys of both worlds combining in my creative work and it’s the kind of work that keeps on giving and inspiring. I have also been lucky in my life to have had really wonderful vocal training/guidance with Dr. Veronica Dunne, which has meant that my voice remains strong and malleable and most importantly I have learned how to take care of my voice.

If you are interested in working towards strong vocal foundations with a holistic approach, then enter your deets below and let’s get the ball rolling.

Whoop!

 

re: :SOUND | Voice Discovery

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I wouldn’t just like to teach the world to sing. I would love to teach the world to sing.

Now the odds on me getting around y’all individually and shaking those sweet voices loose is hardly a likely story so….

if I could get even a hand-full of people to a place where they could say one or more of the following to themselves (for who more important would one say them to):

can sing. I can frickin sing. I love to sing. It feels freeing to sing. Goddamit, I’m a singer. Where was that voice hiding all these years? Why was I so afraid of singing all these years? I better sit down cause I’m gona faint with all the excitement from all the SINGING (ok, you get the message)…

This is all to say, I would be one satisfied preacher. Yeah, feck it, I said, PREACHER! Singing is a celebration, a means of communication, an art form and a really beautiful anthropological blessing to us humans.

The other side of the coin of all this joy is probably the biggest thing that holds our voices back but also what brings our authenticity forward into a song and that is; our vulnerability. Yep, that old familiar chestnut of a friend. And it can be a hard nut to crack. It’s not an over exaggeration to propose that some people have not sung out, like they just didn’t care, since they were a little tike sat in a church singing Silent Night with the congregation (in that most pure way only a child can) but their mind mostly dedicated to dreaming of Santa arriving. When we become more aware of ourselves in the world, the bravery and intrinsic desire to hum or sing along gets a little fragmented and topsy turvy. It’s a sad thing. But nothing is lost or gone forever.

So I’m putting it out there…

Are you someone who wants to discover where your voice has been hiding and give it a reason to sing that song you’ve always wanted to sing?

If so, I would so love to aid in that discovery.

Leave your deets below and lets get this musical conversation going!

 

Lessons in Forgetting

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This heart has a habit of falling stupidly.

Rarely, if ever, gracefully.

In places it has no right to be

and lacks the tact to put itself back together when it breaks, messily.

When all is said they will probably say she loved in vain,

Sent up her spirit with every flame,

Attached all sense to the mast in the hope of sailing past pain.

An exercise in living out the dream of belonging.

There’s a lesson to be learned from not standing where you are beside your life.

I expect some have learned this.

Expecting you have learned it all

is the biggest mistake you’re likely to make.

And then you’ll walk back into the arena 

forgetting what you just ate for dinner

and you’ll eat your words like lamps by day

and say “they never mattered anyway”.