So.. this is kind of a funny story.
- Request to attend the auditions for The 1940s Radio Hour and observe the production staff through decision making
I didn’t *have* to request to attend auditions. I attended auditions for this director last year for a production of Boys Next Door (which is another funny story I’ll save for the end). He knows I’m coming, frankly I think he’s assuming I’ll be there which of course is not wrong. However, the audition nights are the same nights for Scrooge! I am less thrilled or entertained by the idea of attending auditions for Scoorge than I am for 1940s and the reason why is either going to make your eyes roll or you’ll click unfollow – it’s so dumb.
I don’t want to drive home from where Scrooge is being produced – it’s close to half an hour and honestly, it’s one of my least favorite theatres. I am doing the make up for the show at the request of the director, a close and personal friend, as well as for the producer, another close and personal friend, and to selfishly pad my resume. I get to do such amazing things with this show – making people grotesque and rotting, how could I resist? Plus – I get to put some glitter on somebody. Finally. Two years and countless productions – why are people so afraid of glitter and make up and the stage?
Glitter is the herpes of the art world – even the theatre world.
Let me tell you a secret – I was actually worried I had double booked myself between Scrooge and 1940s in terms of performances and tech weeks but fortunately they are back to back vs overlapping. Scrooge is end of November-beginning of December and 1940s is end of December-beginning of January. I may or may not have had a panic attack initially when reviewing the audition notices that creeped up in my Facebook feed but fortunately I was saved and relieved.
This was the first show I auditioned for as an adult and really hoped I got a part. However, and this is literally a perfect example of my life, I couldn’t be in the show. I was going to be away in Walt Disney World for a performance weekend. I auditioned, I did so well and at the end of auditions the Director thanked me profusely. That’s when I explained that I probably did so well knowing I couldn’t be cast – he looked at my conflict dates on my application and his face fell through the floor he was so disappointed. Fortunately there were more viable options at the auditions and it was the first show I costumed – and that’s kind of the history of my life in the theatre.
This has happened twice to me. Waiting for the third. Learning experience: plan out your life a bit better when you’re the person who makes the schedule for the theatre. Anyway, back on track, it was easy to request to attend because when I asked about auditions for 1940s – he started talking a mile a minute and I’ve had several follow up emails about updating the audition notices on the theatres website, Facebook page, and via email to our registered recipients. ‘Til next time.