Before boyfriends and husbands came to
watch my shows and helped me pick out what to wear for auditions there was my
brother. Who came to watch my shows and help me pick out what to wear for
auditions. He also brought forgotten hairclips and shoes to theatre back doors.
Brought home made macaroni and cheese to late night rehearsals and made many
late night cups of tea and coffee as either he or I or both of us sat and worked. Last
year he started coming into his own right as a performer.
I started going to his shows, arranging
flowers for his accompanists and making sure that there was infused water after
his exam performance. Last weekend I watched him perform what will be his last
performance in his home town before he heads off to America to start his Master’s
Degree in Vocal Performance at Missouri State University.
The concerts he held over two weekends were
to raise funds for his studies across the ocean and on another continent. We
always knew that he would relocate to the Northern hemisphere eventually. He’s
wanted to be an opera singer for many years and has dedicated seven years of
tertiary education to studying music and the voice. It has always been on the cards,
but watching him perform and knowing that he is leaving soon made it so very
real.
Theunis Botha will be hitting the American
shores in July and I can’t wait to see the first video/live stream/youtube clip
of whatever I can get my digitally inclined hands on of him performing there!
It was an honour being a stage-hand, video-coordinator
and general gopher for my little brother. It was an honour to be the one
sitting in the audience watching him do his thing. And a big thank you to my poor long-suffering
husband for doing technical work for another Botha on the stage.
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