Silly Alarm Clock...

I have been away for quite a while, fair readers, and for that I apologize.

Here is, at long last, what has transpired since the last update.

StrawHat has come & gone with little to show for my efforts. In preparing, I managed to drop nearly 15 lbs & feel spectacular about myself. The day of the audition was fairly uneventful. I got up, commuted in to NYC, found Pace University & otherwise had a pleasant day. My song was OK. It wasn't wonderful, but it was better than last time. I rocked the monologie & felt like I had a good chance at being called back.

Well, I got a callback...

For a teaching job that pays $200 a week.

Oh well. I figure it's one callback more than I got last time. For that, I call it a win & take some good vibes with me.

I've since auditioned for nearly anything I could get my hands on.

Most recently I went to a call for Chorus Line & Hair. Here's how it shook out.

I arrived at the studio bright & early. My efforts were rewarded by being #81 on the day. 81. I was there before 8:30. That's typical.

So I went into the holding room & found a spot. It filled up FAST. There were at least 150 girls in holding & a solid 150 in the hallways & lobby. The theater, I'm convinced, was vastly unprepared for such a turn out.

They panicked.

Turns out they were taking 15 girls at a time (hooray for typing!) and needed us to do a time step & double pirouette.

Hmm...

That's odd...

So I went with it.

The names were called and my group of 15 (lemmings) were hearded (off a cliff) into the audition room. There was a table of gentlemen who reiterated what we were to do before basically saying "and go!"

I got hearded into the group with the lythe & limber. Lucky me.

The first girl went & was perfect. Same with the next 2. Then it was my turn.

For the record, my time step was rather awesome. I set myself up for the double pirouette, took a deep breath and...turned crooked!

The floor was slick & my jazz sneakers slipped a bit and I made it around once ok. The second rotation was all about saving face & staying upright.
So there I am, clad in my leotard & tights amongst these beautiful dancers & I'm about to fall down mid-pirouette. I salvaged it the best I could and ended it with jazz fingers & the cheesiest smile I could muster. I figure making them laugh was better than nothing.
In that regard, mission accomplished. I was successfully the only dancer who made them chuckle.

Everyone else nailed their steps. Bitches. :)

And truly, I mean that in a very lighthearted way. They were wonderful & those who got callbacks absolutely deserved them.

So now I'm back on the audition trail in another holding room for another show. This one seems infinitely more organized than the last with much fewer attendees. They started at 10 and are already through the first 20. Being #55 at this call won't be as crazy as the last call.

Breakdown:

Show- 7 Brides For 7 Brothers
Role- I'm hoping for Alice, the youngest bride

Keep your fingers crossed that there's no double pirouette involved!