audition update

First of all, thanks for all the well-wishes and warm fuzzies. The audition was…meh…ok. It wasn’t awful. I wouldn’t even call it bad, really, but I felt like I’d sung better every time I rehearsed it than I did for the audition. It was funny (not so much funny haha, but more like funny what the…?). I didn’t really feel all that nervous when I was introducing myself and telling which song I’d be singing. And the music started (thanks Charity!!!), and I was all set. I was ready to be animated and relaxed and fabulous. And then I started singing, and my voice came out all nervous-sounding, which made me nervous. And then it was all I could do just to try not to sound nervous for the rest of the thing. My mind went totally blank, so lucky for me, the words just sort of came out on auto-pilot. But I have no idea what I was doing physically. As far as I know, I was just standing there like a really loud and shaky-sounding bit of the set. I became aware right at the end, during the big finale, that I had one hand in my pocket (and no, the other one was neither giving a peace sign, playing a piano nor giving a high five). Way to go, me. Super acting.

So I’ll be really surprised if I make it. Really surprised. But I’ll let you know either way when they post the list on Friday. Of course, my students all think I’m a shoo-in, having watched me sing and dance and mime and be generally dramatic and ridiculous for the last three weeks, but man. Auditions (with a clenched fist raised to the sky in anger).

Auditioning is not fun. It’s fun to go to the auditions and watch the other people. And it’s fun to be in a show if you get in. But the part where you stand up and sing in front of the writer/director/star, choreographer, stage manager, chairman of the board of directors and 100 talented theater people who want you to not get in so that they can - that part I could do without. If I could just force Ira David Wood III to go for a drive with me…but no. That sounds a little bit too much like a kidnapping, doesn’t it? I just want to sing for the man. Honest. But not in an audition. The car is much more comfortable.

Obviously I realize that when one performs in a play, one stands before an audience and is required to sing and dance, but that’s the fun part. Hamming it up in front of an audience when you’re in costume is easy. Especially because they’re generally more than five feet away from you, and you can’t really see them for the lights anyway. You just hear the applause. It’s a totally different energy.

Anyhoe. I ramble. I’ll stop. And I’ll let you know what happens on Friday.

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