"To me, when a person's a stranger they should act a little
strange"
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me: "do I make sense?"
my student: "sometimes."
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Hi there! Thanks for visiting. My name is Tammy, and I'm a jazz
vocalist/ composer & voice teacher living in Brooklyn. I live with two roommates, grind my own coffee beans, develop a craving for green things ("oooh!!! A tree!!!"), cook sometimes, forget to eat sometimes, eat junk sometimes. I'm balanced- sometimes. Get bored of it sometimes. Fantasize about getting a dog most of the time. Lately I'm catching myself staring at people's dogs, and sometimes I make an audible "aww" when they pass by. Really awkward.

I'm a true freelancer, with all the schedule funkiness, job insecurity and freedom and fun in it. I question the legitimacy my existence every Tuesday and Friday, and usually the answer I come up with is that everything's cool and I need to chill out. Or, I freak out and send a bunch of emails. I also teach a bunch of absolutely lovely human beings how to sing. Sometimes it feels like magic. Think about it: someone can't do something, then suddenly they can. So cool.

I tend to get along better with artistic/ semi artistic types. Or nerds. Or artsy nerds.

Sing, improvise, teach, hang, discover new places, return to old places, go to A LOT of live shows, order the exact same thing every time I go to a restaurant I've been to before, trying not to do that, telling the truth, thinking about what's the truth, meet people, take their contact info, lose their contact info, find their contact info online anyways, send lots of emails, neglect sending emails, spend way too much time on one email, procrastinate on updating my website, update my website. Following people around and doing whatever they do. Learning new words and repeating them a lot. Like auspicious. auuuus piiiiciiiiiouuusss. auspicious. Vowels are fun.

Teaching people who can't sing at all how to sing.
I'm also pretty good with computers and website building stuff, at least for someone who never learned it.
Here's a weird one: I can repeat what people say/ sing as their saying/ singing it. Once I sang along through an entire song in Norwegian.
I'm also a pretty good skier, even though it's been a while. Kinda miss it.

Curls. Accent.

Jane Austen, Harry Potter, some Paul Auster, A Thousand Splendid Suns, Dr. Seuss, Weeds, 30 Rock, Phillip Glass, Bill Evans (You Must Believe in Spring), Dave Holland, Chet Baker, feta cheese, really good olives, tomatoes, cucumbers, chop them all and make a Greek Salad. Yum.

Perspective
My contacts/ glasses
My voice
Dreams
A deep conversation once in a while
Acknowledging that everything is a little funny. Or very funny.

Work. Emails I didn't send yet. How to be happier, know myself better and connect to other people more. How to go visit home more often. Where I'd like to be, and how to make it happen.

No such thing.

I should clarify: I'm not that hip, my schedule just changes a lot.

I need an alarm clock to wake up at 9am. Or 10am.

OK, 12pm too sometimes.

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