Seriously one of the most gutwrenching performances I've ever seen. Your voice is so expressive and raw and beautiful. You LIVED the character, capturing the emotions perfectly without ever coming across as theatrical. It blows my mind that there is such overwhelming talent like yours hidden away in places like Omaha. How are you not a household name already? Hope to see more of your beautiful face in the future.
This version of this song was not the first one I saw on RU-vid, nor was it the first ever version I heard, BUT, it is totally the one I keep coming back to on RU-vid. Other performers, no matter how they sing it, no matter how they express it... they don't match up to you. You have the perfect blend of voice quality and genuine performance. I relate so hard to this song; I lost my best friend in 2012 and she was 2 weeks shy of her 31st birthday. I was 30. Thank you for sharing your gift and this song.
I just wanted to make sure that you know Kerrigan and Lowdermilk have seen this and posted it in the comment section of Lauren Samuel's cover of this. :)
To put this performance in perspective for all of you, Grace was a senior in high school when she recorded this. Yes. She was this talented that young.
This is my favorite version of Anyway anywhere... She's so subtle and intuitive. Her fellow actors are excellent; leaving the focus on her unless she deems otherwise
I've been obsessed with this song for so long now, and I guess i really refused to listen to anyone's rendition but Emma Hunton's. This just came up on autoplay and I was sobbing before Rilke. Seriously though congratulations; you absolutely commanded the levels and tone here, I didnt think it could be performed so well xo
I am so grateful to have found this performance. Truly extraordinary. The best I have ever seen. Thank you for sharing this performance with the world.
Made a RU-vid account to formally comment on this and state the following: 1. This is beautiful. 2. You are beautiful. 3. You are incredible. I AM BEYOND BLESSED TO KNOW YOU YOU BEAUTIFUL LITTLE FOX. i hope you find this comment in a moment of doubt and remember how DELIGHTFULLY talented you are!
i love the fragility to her interpretation of this song, this is one of my favorites, and i'm very picky about how this song is performed, Andy Mientus, Kait Kerrigan, and Grace herself are the only three i like
Ever since I first saw this video, I try to think of how I can use the way she ends the song in any performance/art that I do. Such a powerful and meaningful gesture, wanting to say more but not right at the end of a song, leaving it at that.
I watched this when it was first posted to RU-vid and I still go back to it and cry because it’s just so freaking damn good! Does anyone know if she continued in musical theatre?! X
And me I'm not doing anything I'm not helping or cleaning I'm not even crying I'm not doing anything So be so god damn helpful but fuck her for dying" My lyrics might be wrong but that is the best part of the entire song. She has amazing expression and her face at that moment is so incredibly deep and tragic it makes me tear up a bit. She's so wonderful, and she shows it's not always about technique ( even tho she got it) :)
In the second to last line it's She'd, not so, but I agree. That's my second favorite, my favorite is from I'm not writing her elegy to the end of the underwater part. It's just so raw and powerful.
This is so good it has gotten a permanent place on my music playlist. Love it! Absolutely beautiful voice and some of the most expressive singing I have ever seen.
Anyway from Tales from the Bad Years I didn’t expect to see you here - I mean outside, smoking. I’m more of a nicorette girl these days. I’m joking. I mean - I did quit. But who feels like joking now? I’ll see you your scowl And raise you a furrowed brow. Anyway. Anyway. Do you remember how we used to read Rilke, Joyce? And we barely understood it, But it gave us a voice Or a language… I don’t read poetry anymore. But if I did, I’d be reading it tonight for sure. Oh. Oh. I keep thinking about how the timing seems false. How some days seem faster than my fucking pulse. And others go so slow. Like this morning Feels like a month ago. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. Anyway. Anyway. There’s this building you pass On the subway to Queens. It’s on the L or the R or the one that’s green. It’s covered in tags, Bright hieroglyphics. These fifteen-year-olds - They’re so fucking prolific. I’m commuting, I’m eating my goddamn apple And they’re secretly painting their Sistine Chapel. But whatever, It’s like they know their odds. If you're gonna die young, You'd better live like gods. Gods. Gods. And me? I’m not doing anything. I’m not helping or cleaning. I’m not even crying. I’m not doing anything. She’d be so goddamn helpful. Well, fuck her for dying ’cause I, I’m not writing her elegy. Not me. I’m not writing that down. They would scrawl her name on a city wall But I’m a fucking clown. I’m making jokes So I don’t drown. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. Like the whole world is underwater. Like I’m screaming out underwater. I feel like I’m underwater these days. Anyways. Anyway. I didn’t expect to see you here. I mean - thanks for coming. I thought you’d oppose the use of religious rites as numbing. I mean - it is dumb. But what if she can hear them pray? I mean what the fuck do we know? Who are we to say? If there was anyway. Anyway.
Anyway from Tales from the Bad Years I didn’t expect to see you here - I mean outside, smoking. I’m more of a nicorette girl these days. I’m joking. I mean - I did quit. But who feels like joking now? I’ll see you your scowl And raise you a furrowed brow. Anyway. Anyway. Do you remember how we used to read Rilke, Joyce? And we barely understood it, But it gave us a voice Or a language… I don’t read poetry anymore. But if I did, I’d be reading it tonight for sure. Oh. Oh. I keep thinking about how the timing seems false. How some days seem faster than my fucking pulse. And others go so slow. Like this morning Feels like a month ago. Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. Anyway. Anyway. There’s this building you pass On the subway to Queens. It’s on the L or the R or the one that’s green. It’s covered in tags, Bright hieroglyphics. These fifteen-year-olds - They’re so fucking prolific. I’m commuting, I’m eating my goddamn apple And they’re secretly painting their Sistine Chapel. But whatever, It’s like they know their odds. If you're gonna die young, You'd better live like gods. Gods. Gods. And me? I’m not doing anything. I’m not helping or cleaning. I’m not even crying. I’m not doing anything. She’d be so goddamn helpful. Well, fuck her for dying ’cause I, I’m not writing her elegy. Not me. I’m not writing that down. They would scrawl her name on a city wall But I’m a fucking clown. I’m making jokes So I don’t drown. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. I feel like I’m underwater. Like the whole world is underwater. Like I’m screaming out underwater. I feel like I’m underwater these days. Anyways. Anyway. I didn’t expect to see you here. I mean - thanks for coming. I thought you’d oppose the use of religious rites as numbing. I mean - it is dumb. But what if she can hear them pray? I mean what the fuck do we know? Who are we to say? If there was anyway. Anyway.
A very good rendition of one of those modern "talk-songs" that have infested musical theater. That means there's no sustained melody to master, so you can't tell who can sing or not. It's more like poetic acting, and there are young actresses everywhere who can do this. They grow them like oranges on trees in every musical theater program in the country, inside and outside of New York. Belmont University in Nashville cranks out dozens of these young ladies every year, so I can only imagine what's happening in the larger schools, plus Tisch in New York, etc. So while I appreciate these enthusiastic responses to this performance, which is very sincerely rendered, it's getting harder and harder to know what is "gutwrenching" anymore. It might be nice for this trend in pseudo-singing to go away. (P.S. I found this page because I was searching for another actress-singer's rendition of this song and then found this one! Hers was pretty much like this one. It's not that it isn't good, it's that it's now all the same. The writers are to blame ultimately, of course.)
