Well, I just came back from my audition. And surprisingly, I am happy about what happened, although I do recognize the mistakes I made. Ok, so I get there. It's a very cool two story deal where the out-of-town actors are housed. One of my friends was already there so I sat with her in the little waiting area and we chatted, and then Amanda showed up and we all chatted until it was my turn....dum du-dum dum.
Sooooooo..I walk into the room and there is the piano player to the right and the director seated behind a table head down reading my resume and we he looked up at me I felt like I was being studied on an autopsy table. It was all very professional and low-key. So I handed over my music and go to sing my first song. Hit everything, sounded clear. He asks me to sing it again and give it "a bottom." And I am thinking...huh? He says ot make it richer and the light bulb goes off. So I do...and he goes, "good." He asks me to sing the next song, so I do. I didn;t think that I was singing loud enough, but hey it was a tender ballad. He says, "Good." Then he says" Tell me about yourself." So I tel him I am a student and terach freshman and do theatre onthe side. He asks me, "What do you do in the summer." I say, this is my first summer teaching but usually iw ork on some theatre projects. Didn;t get too friendly or chatty but I smiled and I think I was rocking. Hey, give me a break. It was my first legit thing. I had a right to be nervous. Then he asks the dreaded question, "How much dance experience have you had?" And I say," Onstage or training." "Training" And I think...shit shit shit...so I tell him the truth, "I am mostly self-trained but all together I have up to a year's worth. I have had classes along the way but nothing formal for a long period of time." He scribbles something on a sticky note and attaches it to my resume. I have no clue how to read that. He asks me if I am familair with the show. "Oh yes!" And the music. "Oh yes." He asks me to sing the last three measures of one song, so I do. He looks over at the acoompanist and says "He;s got the B flat." And I think "Yes...good job Fadi." Then he asks me to learn this piece of music and come back on Saturday. He tells me he wants me ot think more about what is happening ot this character and less about he notes. This is how I interpret it. I did a good job sinign my songs, but the problem is I think I came off too much lie a singer because I didn;t feel that I meoted enough in my songs facially and I resorted to stock fucking moves with my gestures (such as the one hand out deal). I should have used the mirrored wall in front of me as a gauge...but like I said....first time. I also wasn;t as up and cheery as I usually am when I meet people. I was friendly but not overly. I figured I can show that part on Saturday. So I feel very lck to have gotten called back and now must redeem myself. I am hoping that my resume convinced him a little that I CAN act. The funny thing is, I wasn;t even nervous. I guess he just intimated me. NO wait....he DID. Like I said, very professional and busess like, but not an asshole. So....Saturday at 11:30 I go back...and oh yeah...I got called back for one of the three male leads. I was NOT expecting that. I would have been freaking happy about just getting into the chorus...but if I get that part...I WILL be doing cartwheels. I hate singing that early in the mornin, but it must, and WILL be done. Another bad part is that rehearsals are from 10-6 all week with one day off. If I get cast, I would need to do some SERIOUS rearranging of the school schedule...but for this...it is more than worth it. So cross yer fingers, toes, and other bodily parts!
Sooooooo..I walk into the room and there is the piano player to the right and the director seated behind a table head down reading my resume and we he looked up at me I felt like I was being studied on an autopsy table. It was all very professional and low-key. So I handed over my music and go to sing my first song. Hit everything, sounded clear. He asks me to sing it again and give it "a bottom." And I am thinking...huh? He says ot make it richer and the light bulb goes off. So I do...and he goes, "good." He asks me to sing the next song, so I do. I didn;t think that I was singing loud enough, but hey it was a tender ballad. He says, "Good." Then he says" Tell me about yourself." So I tel him I am a student and terach freshman and do theatre onthe side. He asks me, "What do you do in the summer." I say, this is my first summer teaching but usually iw ork on some theatre projects. Didn;t get too friendly or chatty but I smiled and I think I was rocking. Hey, give me a break. It was my first legit thing. I had a right to be nervous. Then he asks the dreaded question, "How much dance experience have you had?" And I say," Onstage or training." "Training" And I think...shit shit shit...so I tell him the truth, "I am mostly self-trained but all together I have up to a year's worth. I have had classes along the way but nothing formal for a long period of time." He scribbles something on a sticky note and attaches it to my resume. I have no clue how to read that. He asks me if I am familair with the show. "Oh yes!" And the music. "Oh yes." He asks me to sing the last three measures of one song, so I do. He looks over at the acoompanist and says "He;s got the B flat." And I think "Yes...good job Fadi." Then he asks me to learn this piece of music and come back on Saturday. He tells me he wants me ot think more about what is happening ot this character and less about he notes. This is how I interpret it. I did a good job sinign my songs, but the problem is I think I came off too much lie a singer because I didn;t feel that I meoted enough in my songs facially and I resorted to stock fucking moves with my gestures (such as the one hand out deal). I should have used the mirrored wall in front of me as a gauge...but like I said....first time. I also wasn;t as up and cheery as I usually am when I meet people. I was friendly but not overly. I figured I can show that part on Saturday. So I feel very lck to have gotten called back and now must redeem myself. I am hoping that my resume convinced him a little that I CAN act. The funny thing is, I wasn;t even nervous. I guess he just intimated me. NO wait....he DID. Like I said, very professional and busess like, but not an asshole. So....Saturday at 11:30 I go back...and oh yeah...I got called back for one of the three male leads. I was NOT expecting that. I would have been freaking happy about just getting into the chorus...but if I get that part...I WILL be doing cartwheels. I hate singing that early in the mornin, but it must, and WILL be done. Another bad part is that rehearsals are from 10-6 all week with one day off. If I get cast, I would need to do some SERIOUS rearranging of the school schedule...but for this...it is more than worth it. So cross yer fingers, toes, and other bodily parts!
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