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MY STORY
My name is Rebecca Kopycinski (she/her) and I am a classically-trained singer, multimedia performance artist, as well as a filmmaker/video professional (you can hire me) living and working in Somerville, Massachusetts.
For the past 10 or so years, I sorta kinda accidentally created a dystopian storyworld. It was never supposed to be more than one show, but now it's three shows and a scripted fiction podcast. As of April 2026, I have over 120 sold out shows under my belt. It's the most rewarding thing I've ever done creatively and I thank my lucky stars everyday that people connect with the work. It hasn't been a straight line or a typical path, but the side quests have provided crucial skills and experience that have brought me to where I am today. So how did I get here?
I'm from a regular working class family, born in Lowell, MA. I wanted to be a marine biologist when I was little, then a lawyer. Then around the age of 12, I realized I could sing (and it was the most cathartic activity for this emotional girl reading French Existentialists and moody poetry [all teen girls read Rilke and Bukowski, right?] ...and use double parenthesis). I decided that I was going to be a rock star. I know, real original, kid. Despite that dream, I actually played clarinet throughout high school. You would think I would have taken the chorus route, but I did not. I was roll stepping my way through those turbulent years in marching band.
I auditioned at UVM on clarinet, got in, then signed up for chorus and voice lessons when I got there. Totally fooled those guys. Turned out there were two tracks: classical or jazz. Hating jazz as I do (I'm sorry, but scat? No thank you.), it was time to start belting out some very difficult to sing works in French, Italian, Latin, and German. And English sometimes, too. It was HARD. And I was absolutely stricken with stage fright. Quite frankly, I kinda sucked until my senior year when I finally got the hang of it. Look at me now! Please watch me sing. I am a slut for performing.
After college, I wrote, recorded and performed music under the moniker Nuda Veritas. It was part live looping music, part guitar-based "song songs," as I called them. Also during this time, I was working for the Vermont Symphony Orchestra in various capacities, the most influential of which may have been my role as Technical Director of the Summer Festival Tour. This was a series of Fourth of July-centric outdoor pops concerts with fireworks (a la Boston Pops on the Esplanade). I think this early experience with major responsibility and juggling a million important details and pulling it off flawlessly came into play later when taking on hugely ambitious creative risks.
OK, fast forward. At some point, I decided that music alone wouldn't be enough to build an audience and, quite frankly, make money. (I've tried having a real job. I can't do it. I am wildly dedicated to making a living as an artist. But also don't forget you can hire me to make a video.) I also wanted to tell more robust stories -- something beyond what could be conveyed in song lyrics.
In 2014, I moved from Vermont (where I stayed after college) back down here, where I'm from. I had been welcomed into a group of super talented weirdo artists and I was being offered all these amazing performance opportunities. In 2015, I was cast in a one-night-only multidisciplinary theater show at OBERON in Harvard Square (RIP). A cast of maybe a dozen artists all created work based on the theme/title of the show: Talk to Strangers. This was my chance to tell a more robust story. My piece was a little story told in five vignettes, utilizing scripted parts, video, and live music. It was an absolute blast.
After that show, I set out to create a full length show utilizing scripted parts, video, and live music. Basically a multimedia musical. That show was Reagan Esther Myer. Again, not supposed to be the catalyst for developing a continuing saga. After the show, my friend Dennis (may he rest in peace) said, "I want to know more about this world. Maybe not from this stage, but tell me more somehow." And I was off to the races.
Please see my most recent resume for awards and performance history.