Once again, the cats - one cat in particular - wouldn't let me sleep in. But that's alright because it gave me time to prepare for my afternoon.
Left my house at 9:45 this morning for Boston. Arrived at my first audition location at 11:25am to find that paid parking lot was $25. No way! Not going to pay that, so I lucked out and found metered parking right around the corner from the theatre. Put in the only quarters I could find - which gave me 50 minutes - plenty of time to audition, right? WRONG. As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by the artistic director who informed me they were still waiting on the accompanist to arrive, so they would be running behind. So, there I sat with 4 other people, who all had audition appointments before me. 35 minutes passed and I saw my meter time disappearing before me, but to save the day, some VERY kind auditionee gave me a couple more quarters for my meter! Thank you kind sir!
This was like no other audition I have ever been to. It was only the artistic director and accompanist in the room and he was taking his time with each person who went into the room. I heard monologues, I heard a variety of songs, I heard silence. And then it was my turn. I sang my first song - which did not go so well vocally (darn you allergies!) but I acted the crap out of it. Even received applause when I was done. He asked me for another song - so off I went with a contrasting piece. Then we talked a bit about the "special skills" portion of my resume. I have "entire repertoire of silly songs" listed, so he asked me for one - I sang a lovely "camp song" and got a few laughs. Then he asked me about "goat handling" also listed. These are always the things directors ask me about, so I am always fully prepared to explain. But then he caught me off guard and asked me to tell him something different that he might not know about goats. WOW. That was a new one to me. He proceeded to notice I have New York City credits on my resume and asked me if I still lived there. When he found out I was in Rhode Island, he wanted to know what brought me there from NYC. So I was able to explain the whole story of how I met my husband and fell in love - and the rest is history. Enough talk. It was time to move on and head to my next audition of the day.
And here is where things get interesting. My audition was scheduled for 1pm and I left the first venue at 12:30. They are only about 10 miles away from each other. Piece of cake, right? WRONG. My GPS confused me like crazy and I really don't know Boston or the suburbs of very well, so I circled around for a while, took a wrong exit. Ended up in Chelsea? Continued to circle, U-turn, you name it, I did it, and an hour later I found myself at the next theatre - LATE. Thankfully, they had just come back from lunch break and were running behind, so upon arrival, I still had time to breath and center myself before entering the room.
I must have looked a bit flustered because they asked me if I was alright. I gave a quick explanation of getting lost and then continued with the audition. Oddly enough, it went REALLY well. I nailed my song this time and even got nice comments afterwards. The accompanist commented how much he loves to play this song and the "panel" said it was a fun piece to listen to. They wished me luck on my travels home. And like that, I was off.
This theatre is right off 93 and 95, so I hate to choose what I thought would be the lesser of 2 evils: 95. WRONG AGAIN. Sat in traffic once again, to add an additional 45 minutes to my drive.
Sooooooo happy to finally get home to relax. My spring break is almost over and this makes me sad.
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