Never Enough, Opera Version #thegreatestshowman #irishsinger #music

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This version of Never Enough is an ode to the operatic theme of the song. In The Greatest Showman, the song is sung by the character Jenny Lind, a very famous Opera singer known as The Swedish Nightingale. My version starts with a snippet of the Intermezzo from the opera Cavalliera Rusticana (Mascagni) and the song itself is sung in a more classical style. Below, a more personal story behind this release.

I'm releasing this music video on my Dads anniversary as a kind of 'homage' to the greatest lesson I've had to learn in my life as a performer. I've always made a huge effort to be strong and 'keep it together' in the face of difficulty and while I think this can be a good thing and it's certainly useful to be able to push emotions to one side in work situations, a problem occurs when you put them to one side and then decide to ignore them completely! Being a performer is a balancing act in so many different ways, between technique and heart, controlling and letting go, energising and relaxing but the hardest one for me was this: strength vs vulnerability. The strength is so important and if I hadn't grown a thicker skin I'd never have continued in this job. I'd never have survived! But when the thick skin starts to cover up the parts of yourself that make you human, it also starts to affect the heart of the performance. I lost my heart when my Dad passed away. He was my biggest fan, my champion, the only self-esteem I needed. And in an effort to pretend I 'had it covered' on my own, I refused to let myself be vulnerable. For years I couldn't understand where my passion for singing went, why I stopped winning competitions, why people lost interest in me when I was so much stronger than before. It was a long time before I realised that there are two things people call strong, and one is an imposter. Strength is only real when you've allowed yourself to feel everything and carry on anyway, wearing the weight of that pain. I've tried very hard over the last number of years to wear the pain of loss on my like a badge of experience that allows me to remember every day how lucky I was to have had that kind of love in my life for as long as I did. And use that experience to be the best performer I can be, one that my Dad would have been proud of.
I'll leave you (if I haven't lost you!) with a saying my Dad used a lot that belied his very cheerful nature: Honour the feeling, and then move on.
Thanks for listening ❤️