The Night Under the stars with the passage

I was at the Royal festival Hall at the Southbank hall going to the night Under the stars. The charity is called the passage and it helps the homeless. I was going with my Grandmother . I have been going to this special charity at the Festival Hall now for four years in a row and I feel a special connection towards the charity. This article shall talk about what the charity does and me meeting the legendary Michael Fabiano the best tenor singer in the World. I was also fortunate enough to receive a blessing from a priest and I know feel as holy as a Saint.

For me it is one of the highlights of the year going with my Grandmother and a few cousins to a concert knowing that the money is going for a great cause by ending homeless. The First time I went was overwhelming but then I became more and more accustomed of how the passage works as a organisation. The organisation is English and is a charity which is very old and well known for helping the homeless.

I have enjoyed going each time to the passage concert at the Royal Festival Hall. I think that it is a new experience each time and this time was no different. I had a great chat with Michael Fabiano about his performance and his advice was that it was mostly practise with a small amount of talent. I think that he was right as thats how I feel with the piano if you have the will then there is a way. I liked this years concert at the passage because of the after party in the Royal festival hall that happens afterwards. I felt very blessed as I got a personal blessing from a priest that made me feel more confident about my forthcoming trip to Italy. The concert itself had a very moving video that spreads the message of how difficult it is to be homeless in London. What I admire the most about the passage is that its there to combat homeless.

What I like was getting a great catch up with my Grandmother whom I had not seen in ages. I learnt this time to eat more slowly when one is in the public eye. One does not want to watch a disabled person stuff his face. If I can manage to learn to eat more calmly one bite at a time . I can then learn not to feel so self conscious as I eat in public. I think that I rush into the food while I should learn not to stuff myself in front of others. I have always found it difficult eating in front of people its the going for the food when its one the table. I lean then then my eyes want me take in more than what I can manage. Then there is the noise which is amplified. It sometimes makes me dizzy as I end up not knowing who to focus on. As I am trying to focus on one human my food then falls onto my lap. We have then what I call a elegant looking Alexander who then devours the food before it becomes a complete me on the ground .

In the concert I learnt the difference between a baritone and tenor and Soprano. I think that it takes great skill to learn each new practise and that they are art in themselves. I have great admiration for people that have put in the practise in their chosen skill that is what makes each individual special. I admire the hell out of people that can just sing. Now that I am learning to play piano and to sing alongside I realise how difficult it is to sing out load without a breaking voice. My mother said that I should start singing and I have and I will. This was a great omen to have met such a great singer and to get advice from him which was do not be nervous and practise is what counts not talent. This was a relief to my ears and I shall take it to practise for the start of my singing career.

In the party it did get very hot so I learnt to grab the water from the bar. I was stupid and wore a heavy tweed coat that I was in love with at the time. I still do not regret wearing the coat as I loved it to bits. I was the only gentlemen wearing tweed. It was the party of the pink coloured theme. I wanted to do my rounds of the party by walking from one end to the other. By pure accident when I was at the bar I met the main performer Michael Fabiano. He was very kind and we took our photo together with his female star next to him all of us covered in pink.

Overall it was one hell of an experience . I spotted some priest in the party and managed to get a special blessing. I was feeling rather nervous in dashing off to Italy that coming weekend. I located a gaggle of Priests at the lift and managed to isolate one to ask for a special blessing to make me feel more at ease with the flying to Italy this weekend. It was a great way of relieving my anxiety from the fear of flying by have a special blessing and in a way that lead to the weekend in Italy in being a success. I have always loved classical music and wish I could go for free every week. I had no idea that Tenor was for the male voice and that the art originated from the 16 th century. It is I reckon all to do with training and a touch of natural talent. If one practise as if its the end of the world the one can conquer anything.

Every year it is tradition that I get invited to the night under the stars by my Grandmother. Each after party gets better and better and this was the most special by far. In my eyes each one gets better and better. I have always admired what the passage does and how it organised its main party of the year at the Royal Festival Hall. If ever one is at a loss of what to do in London I would recomend Night Under the Stars via the passage as a way to kill an evening.