No matter how far away you are, you are always in my heart. She wields the microphone like a veteran lounge singer, swaying in time, vibrato pulsing as she strains for the high notes. Classically trained and strong as a locomotive, she has sung all over the world. Addition and subtraction might not be Gloria's forte, but she plays her instrument perfectly, one hand pushing buttons and pumping bellows, the other snaking up and down the keyboard despite the imperfect angle of her hand. Lenhoff says, beaming, echoing the title of a documentary Arlene Alda did on Gloria a decade ago.
Stage fright is a foreign concept to the girls, who are eager now to sing together.
They fall naturally into harmonies and counterpoint, hamming it up, swaying and giggling, singing as if their souls would split. I feel warm. I don't feel scared at all. When I don't play music, I feel bored. I feel dead.