This video is from my TikTok, but I thought it was fun and neat so I wanted to share it here too. 👽🪐✨ Feel free to follow me on social media if you’d like to see what I’m singing, making, doing on an (almost) day-to-day basis: Instagram @schubeard TikTok @schubeard Twitter @schubeard

Silent Night is actually one of my least favorite carols, but I was inspired last week and decided to improvise some sounds around the melody. All the sounds you hear were made by my voice (+some reverb). And I think I dig it! Hope you smoke a big fat bowl of xmas cheer and enjoy it too. This track was made for the amazing musical Advent Calendar put together by Living Music with Nadia Sirota (who also created the awesome visual graphics you see here). Thank you for having me and inspiring this piece, Nadia!

Recorded remotely as part of the 2020 Music Academy of the West Vocal Institute’s “Myths & Revelations” project. Watch the entire collaboration here: https://www.musicacademy.org/concert-hall-online/07-21-2020/ Soprano: Anna Schubert Piano: Ga-Young Park Director: James Darrah Video editor: Adam Larsen Audio engineer: Jason Schmid

Got protest songs on the mind... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Get involved: https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/ Power to the people and solidarity forever.

Made with 100% real ennui. No Anna's lungs were harmed in the making of this picture.

Felt like recording one of my favorite art songs because I am missing using my classical voice. But did I still record the accompaniment vocally like an absolute nerd? Yeah def. Music by Claude Debussy, poetry by Paul Verlaine, singing by me.

Full version coming soon, but I thought the quartet sounded nice enough to get its own little showcase. :) "Lida Rose" from Meredith Wilson's The Music Man, sung by me.

It really do be like that. This is my a cappella vocal cover of Robert Schumann's "Im wunderschönen Monat Mai" from his song cycle, Dichterliebe. Here is the text by Heinrich Heine (translated by Hal Draper): In May, the magic month of May, When all the buds were springing, Into my heart the burning Bright arrow of love came winging. In May, the magic month of May, When all the birds were singing, I told her of my yearning, My longing and heart-wringing.