I never thought auditions could be so exhausting. The waking up early (usually 7 am for a 10 am audition). The waiting all day (sometimes until 6 pm). Getting home, or trying to get on the sardine subway suring rush hour.
But it’s good practice. I am finally getting to the point where I just don’t care. I go there, wait, and by the time I get to audition I am just nonchalant about it.
Something about the air up here is fucking with my chords. They always feel tired and gunked up.
Ok, so since Feb 21:
Feb 22: no audition. Had lunch with Adam and then dinner with Catherine.
Feb 23: Papermill auditions for Pirates of Penz. Did not think I would get to be seen. I was. Audition was ok.
Feb 26: I know I auditioned for something. Can’t remember what.
Feb 27: My first wait all day for the MSUA combined auditions. Was not seen by 6 – called it a day and came home.
Feb 28: Had an ODD audition for the LGBT center benefit evening of shorts. An odd vibe. Odd people. It felt like they were just looking for eye candy. Duh…I know.
March 1: Another audition gained from a submission. Theatreworks. Would REALLY like to work for them. Sang. Read. Was directed. Read again. Asked for pant and suit size. And then had to run back to The Drowsy Chaperone Tour auditions. I had been there earlier in the day before my other audition to get on the waiting list. I was number 4. But my audition ran late and when I got there they had already called me. DAMN!!! So I get back on the list as 25 and am thankfully seen before lunch. I sang. He smiled. Both agents were mystified by the four languages I speak. Not sure if that is a good thing or bad thing. Definitely did not get the first as it was for an immediate replacement and have not heard from them. Second, probably will not hear back from, but should it be, then it will be a while since the rehearsals do not start until August.
March 2: No audition. Voice lesson with William where the other half of my ass is handed to me. But he is so good, I don’t care.
March 5: I decide to stay home and just spend all day grading and editing my manuscript. The weekend was not enough to recover.
March 6: Two audition day. At the same studio, thank god. First one in the morning for Chambers Theatre. Was not given a side to read, so that’s a big noooooooooooo. Hung around for Beauty and the Beast auditions. A LOT of people. Was told to come back around 3:30. I was 50 on the non-eq list and all the slots were filled for Equity folks. Can’t decide if it is worth it. I come home. Get a bite. Go back by 3:30. Wait. Wait. Wait. 5:30 and they are only on #40. Auditions end at 6. By another miracle I am the last person called in the last group to be seen. I go in. Sing. Have fun rolling out Consider Yourself with a French accent for a beaming agent and then come home.
I am exhausted.
I have two more tomorrow. Two more on Thursday. Not sure about Friday.
Something has to happen soon.