Commentary: When a woman sings tenor, it’s a superpower
When I was 18 years old, I wanted to sing tenor. I didn’t make a big deal of it when I was rejected. Those days were like the Dark Ages for gender parity. A girl singing a guy’s part? Forget it. And, as a middle child, I’d always been quick to accommodate the whims of others. And yet, the details still sting. As a freshman walking through Harvard Yard in the fall of 1971, I spotted a flier on ...
When I was 18 years old, I wanted to sing tenor.
I didn’t make a big deal of it when I was rejected. Those days were like the Dark Ages for gender parity. A girl singing a guy’s part? Forget it. And, as a middle child, I’d always been quick to accommodate the whims of others.
And yet, the details still sting. As a freshman walking through Harvard Yard in the fall of 1971, I spotted a flier on a bulletin board: “Want to go to the Bahamas over spring break?” Of course I did.
