So I auditioned for my favorite Broadway villain of all time last night: Ms. Hannigan, from Annie. She hates kids. She loves vodka. It works!
And while I was there, they also had me read for the part of Lily, Rooster’s girlfriend and fellow crook. She’s blond and ditsy, and packs one hell of an attitude. So I said, “Why not?”
The reading part went well. I felt like I did the best I could do, what with the three seconds you have to look over the material and zero remarks from the director. You just have to wing it, which is exactly what I did since I have zero acting experience. Sure, I’ve sang and danced on stage, but the only acting I did was make certain faces: happy, sad, seductive…you get the point.
The singing part of the audition? Oh, that was hilarious! I had no clue that this theatre required you to bring your own music until I was in the car on my way there. So me and my buddies were racking our brains to figure out what I was going to sing. In my head I was thinking of American Idol. Singing a capella in front of a few judges is really a terrible experience. I meeeeaaaan!
So we decided on “Oh, Happy Day!” I was using Sister Act II for inspiration. Love that kid in his African ensemble. He stole the show! Right? Right.
I thought, “Okay, I can do this! Its just a few simple lines with an easy melody. I got this!”
Before I go any further, I would like you to read the lines that my birthday twin, Jake (also in the car with us), wanted me to sing:
Everybody loves to play
A game called Farty Party!
So come on, kids, and let’s all play
A game called Farty Party!
In retrospect, this may have been a better song choice than what they made me sing after my glorious “Oh, Happy Day!” solo. Here’s how the singing part of the audition went:
Me: Yes sir, that’s my name!
Director: Alrighty then. Did you bring any music?
Me: Naaaaah, its all up here. *points to head* I got this!
Director: Mmmmmkay. Please begin.
Me: Wait! Let me just preface this by saying that I had no idea I was supposed to bring music until I was on my way, so I came up with a few lines…I mean, I didn’t write them, of course, but its just a few lines!”
Me: Okey dokey. Ummmm… Ok. Ummmm… *siiiingiiing*
Director: Hey Bob, why don’t you play something for her on the keyboard. I want to hear more of her amazingness. (He may or may not have said “amazingness.”)
Bob: Sure thing, Mr. Director Man. Hey lady, you know “My Country Tis of Thee?
Bob: *plays and sings the first line*
Me: “Oh, THAT “My Country Tis of Thee!” Yeah, I totally know it!
Director: You’ll hear from me by the end of the week, whether you get a part or not. Goodnight.
Me: Sure thing, Mr. Director Man! Have a nice night!
The End. I’ll let you know what I hear, but I’m not expecting anything. It was a fun experience, though! I knew I should have sang “Farty Party!”