I hate going to Chelsea... it's not a bad studio, in fact it's beautiful (and where I met Christopher Walken) but I hate having to transfer trains, especially when the trains take FOREVER!
Normally I'm a very prompt person, but when I work late the night before an audition it is terribly difficult for me to get there early to sign up. Especially when I've had a terrible night as I had last night... ugh Full moons always bring out the worst in people and I'm a firm believer in that.. I felt like I had leprosy or some unmentionable plague the way people were treating me.... but I digress.
Thanks to Marianne Haggar(my awesome audition buddy) I was signed up for both the Cohoes Music Hall and Prathers Entertainment audition. Yay!
I tried to get up early enough, but to no success I felt like I had been hit by a bus and rolled over by a lawn mower. Eventually, I rolled out of bed after many update texts from Marianne and made my way to Chelsea.
Well, I got stuck in the train for what seemed hours! Meanwhile they were almost to my number at Cohoes... when I finally transfered to the 1 train at Times Square Marianne wasn't responding to my texts which meant she was waiting to be seen. I practically ran to the audition and found Marianne waiting in line to go in and sing, she was next.
3. Cohoes Music Hall. I found the Cohoes monitor and asked if I could be seen even though I missed my call. I said I was running from another audition(I know, I know its a little white lie, but they'd rather hear that than you got stuck on the train). She graciously put me in the next group as I groveled profusely and went to change.
I sang my classic 16 bars that showed off my Soprano easily and that was that.
4. Prather Entertainment was another matter all together!
Marianne and I were in the 200's and Prather was moving at a snails pace so we decided to go grab some lunch. A nice hour and panini later and we were back waiting to be called. Finally the monitor with the wonderful color palette of clothing called us, but it was to collect our headshot/resumes and to beg us wait for another hour.
Finally when it was my turn I went in to sing my new belt comedy song and they laughed and said thanks, but that was that no callback. My voice was kinda shaky, at least to me, but Marianne said I sounded good... You are your own worst critic right?
Later that night I got an e-mail asking to come back for a Callback for Cohoes Pirates of Penzance Yay! Soprano yay! So at least the day was not a complete train wreck :) We'll see how tomorrow goes.
Ever Hopeful,
Jillian
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