I Feel Pretty
Friday I had my audition for Medea and Third Wall Theatre and it did not go that well. For one thing, I was thoroughly unprepared and I knew it. You see, I had been organizing the end of the year athletic banquet (my second one in a week) which would be taking place that very night. Throw in rehearsals, lack of sleep and an unhealthy amount of stress, and I was throroughly unprepared.
Jan Irwin was very sweet about it though. We had a wonderful chat and she let me keep my notes in my hand.
Then out of nowhere, she asks me if I can sing.
Sort of, I respond.
She says she understands that I wasn't told to prepare anything but wonders if I could sing something for her.
I had just gotten my make up done at the mall not five minutes earlier so I started singing the first thing that had come in to my head when I left the store:
I Feel Pretty
As I started singing it in the middle of the Arts Court Courtroom, I realized something. I don't know all the words to I Feel Pretty. In fact, as I look at that link, I think I made up a few lines.
Crap
Thank God she stopped me after the first verse. Unfortunately, I also realized that I was singing about an octave lower than my actual range. So she asked me to sing something else. At this point, I remember the one song that I've ever worked on for musical theatre auditions, Someone Else's Story from Chess.
That one goes over much better. She tells me I have a pretty voice and asks if I've ever had any training.
Sort of... but not really. I want to though!
So she gives me that name of the head of voice studies at the University and tells me I should call him. He would know people who are taking on students.
Well, I'd be very surprised if I was cast, but Jan was so great that it really makes up for it.
Jan Irwin was very sweet about it though. We had a wonderful chat and she let me keep my notes in my hand.
Then out of nowhere, she asks me if I can sing.
Sort of, I respond.
She says she understands that I wasn't told to prepare anything but wonders if I could sing something for her.
I had just gotten my make up done at the mall not five minutes earlier so I started singing the first thing that had come in to my head when I left the store:
I Feel Pretty
As I started singing it in the middle of the Arts Court Courtroom, I realized something. I don't know all the words to I Feel Pretty. In fact, as I look at that link, I think I made up a few lines.
Crap
Thank God she stopped me after the first verse. Unfortunately, I also realized that I was singing about an octave lower than my actual range. So she asked me to sing something else. At this point, I remember the one song that I've ever worked on for musical theatre auditions, Someone Else's Story from Chess.
That one goes over much better. She tells me I have a pretty voice and asks if I've ever had any training.
Sort of... but not really. I want to though!
So she gives me that name of the head of voice studies at the University and tells me I should call him. He would know people who are taking on students.
Well, I'd be very surprised if I was cast, but Jan was so great that it really makes up for it.
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