The Sunday Giveaway: An Audition Workshop with Rachel Hoffman of Telsey Casting

This one is for the Actors out there.

I’ve given out Audition Tips for Actors on this blog before, and now it’s time for you to hear it from a true audition expert.  Rachel Hoffman of Telsey Casting, has literally seen tens of thousands of auditions over her career for everything from Evita to Newsies to Spiderman and more, and now she’s going to share her tips with you in an Audition Workshop on 5/31!  Click here for more info.

And one of you is going for f-f-f-free.

Here’s how to win!

Audition stories are awesome.  My favorite nugget from my days as a “twirlie” (which is what my good friend Joey calls Singer/Actor/Dancers) was the day I was asked to do a double pirouette at a callback for Peter Pan.  By myself.  In front of everyone.  Not a single, mind you, but a double, which at this point in my career I had pulled off . . . oh . . . maybe NEVER.  Singles?  Sure.  Doubles?  Meh.  But I sucked it up and did it . . . and fell flat on my face.  In front of everyone.

Irony is?

I got the gig.  And there were no freekin’ double pirouettes in Peter Pan.

What’s your favorite audition story?  Share it below (emailers, click here) and one of you will win a free spot to let Rachel Hoffman tune you up so you can land that Broadway gig.

 

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  • Tzahalla says:

    It was the audition to AADA in NY, i took a special leave off the military (for a week) ,to get to NY, audition to every acting school I applied for and get back to Israel for the rest of my military service. I had the last two auditions on the same day, Lee Strasberg and AADA. I remember walking into the AADA Lobby and feeling like home. I got to the 6th floor and they pronounced my name CORRECTLY (rarely happens) – and it was a phenomenal day. I made the head of admin laugh, I did my monologues and we spoke for 30 minutes! it was the best day. They said it will take about two weeks until they will let me know. the minute the audition was over, I had a 100F fever, from the stress, but I felt better the following morning, so I went to the Academy to have my tour. at the end of the tour I went to ask about finAid when the secretary said, “by the way, you’re in, congratualations!”.
    needless to say, the best day ever, the beginning of one of the hppiest, most crucial times of my life.

  • Mark Borum says:

    This is a recent story. A few months ago I went in for a callback for a production of RENT. I began the audition and honestly felt great about how it was going. Then they asked me to do another song from the show, which I didn’t know very well. Well, I was singing the song and apparently had pushed to get that “RENT sound”, instead of using the technique that I had spent years and a fortune on.
    I got through the song, but could feel my voice was spent. I thought, ok, if I am not asked to do anything else this is a success. Of course, I was asked to do something else. I opened my mouth to speak and my voice was barely audible. I tried to continue on, but halfway through the song, I had to tell them I couldn’t sing the notes demanded in the song and whispered “so…where do we go from here?” They said that was all they needed and I felt the air sucked out of the room, as I let my amazing start fizzle.
    I got called back in a week later. Needless to say, I booked it. The director later said they felt the way I did in the beginning and knew right away they wanted to use me. The extra callback was to ensure their feelings were right and it was a fluke my voice went out. After griping to all my actor friends about letting it slip through my hands, I was fortunate enough to realize (yet again), you have no idea what the presence behind the table is thinking about you.

  • Laura High says:

    I was once auditioning for a fully gender-reversed production of Hamlet so I was extremely excited to have a chance to play some of the greatest Shakespearean roles ever written. But about a week before the audition, I sprained my ankle very badly (I swear, I tripped on air). I couldn’t walk without crutches. Luckily, by the time the audition day arrives, I’m able to at least somewhat walk in the room on my own, do my monologue and leave. I got called back for two roles – Laertes and Horatio – and was told there would be a fight call as part of the callbacks. This made me worrisome. I could hobble well enough, but a full-out fight call with crutches? That could only end badly.
    Well, I came in and did a sword fight with the crutches. It was either that or fall over. The director thought this was absolutely hilarious. He came up to me afterwards and said, “I want my Horatio to be very dorky, and that was probably the nerdiest, geekiest, most un-suave thing I have ever seen. The role is yours.”
    I have never been so grateful for not being graceful.

  • courtney says:

    so i had just gotten back to the city from a nice little holiday gig out-of-town. Since my next “twirlie” job wasn’t for a few months, I had accepted that I should seek out a bartender gig in the meantime.

    Then joy-of-joys, Binder calls me in for the ensemble City Center Encores. The day of the audition arrives, I’m feeling great, super prepared….I check in, give the monitor my headshot/res, take a seat and get focused.

    A few minutes go by, I walk into the room and present my audition. My song goes well, Jay gives me an acting adjustment, I apply it, he says great.

    Then he asks me if I make a good martini.

    “Pardon me?” I say.

    He flips my resume toward me. OH NO. I had absentmindedly handed the monitor my HOSPITALITY resume. JAY BINDER IS HOLDING MY HOSPITALITY RESUME.

    “Oh my…well that is an embarrassing error.” I pander, as I reach into my book and grab the correct HS/res. “That resume is to take into Angus…this one is for you…but since you asked, I do make great martinis”

    Which makes him chuckle.

    “Thanks for coming in Courtney, have a nice day”

    I walk out feeling such the fool. Just humiliated. I know I need to call my agent and relay the reason as to why I will never be getting a job out of Binder’s office, but I decide to go grab myself a Starbuck’s first.

    I sit down with my Pity Latte, whip out my cell, and ring the office. After the usual hi, how are you pleasantries, I am about to confess my faux pas when my agent says….”so I just got an email from Jay’s assistant.”

    Shit.

    “They want you to come back in tomorrow for a callback for a role, they included sides for me to forward to you.”

    “Wait, what? Really? I gotta tell you I made such an embarrassing error in my audition..”

    I recount the story and my agent is laughing on the other end of the line.

    “Courtney, I think that is what got you the callback…the role is total Lucille Ball comedienne stuff”

    Now while I did not ultimately book the gig, it was a little victory to step outside of the ensemble pile and be considered for a principal role. In a way, my mistake actually forged a connection with Jay that I might not have made otherwise.

    But you bet your bottom-dollar that I have NEVER scheduled an audition and a civilian job interview in the same day ever again.

    Cheers!

  • kevin jeffers says:

    Years ago, not long after I arrived in NYC and began the audition tour. My agent had gotten me into auditions for replacement casts for “Les Mis”, “Phantom” and the new (at the time) Sondheim “Passion”.

    I arrived early, as usual, and noticed there was a buzz that I couldn’t quite figure out. I was called in for my turn and….drum roll… you guessed it, Mr. Sondheim was sitting amongst the rest.

    I was beyond stoked. I was about to begin my introduction and handout my resume, when the casting agent held up his hand and asked me to wait…

    Then maybe 1 minute later he told me I could begin. I turned to the pianist and opened to “In Praise of Women” from “A Little Night Music” and turned around just in time to watch….drum roll….yes, you guessed it. Mr. Sondheim exit stage right door!

    They called me back for “Passion” twice more, before going quiet and I have never yet sung for S. Sondheim! But I am willing and available!!!

  • Oyinkan says:

    Last year I went to audition for a singing group. I sang my pop song and when I was done the producer and lyricist sat me down for an interview. The producer brings up the fact that he doesn’t like ‘diva’ behavior and expects artists to be down to earth and humbly. At that point, randomly during the interview, the producer asked me to bark like a dog. I was so surprised and without thinking I barked like a dog. Just then a really cute guy walked in to see me bark like a dog. Needless to say I didn’t have a chance of getting the cute guy’s number after that but I got a call back from that audition to go to the recording studio and record one of their original songs for the group.

  • Randy Masters says:

    When I was a student at S.U. Drama Department, I auditioned to be the waiter in Syracuse Stage’s production of “Death of a Salesman.” When I was filling out the application I foolishly wrote at the bottom: “I have had actual experience as a waiter.” So after a not-so-stellar audition for the director, he gave my application a once-over and said, “Hey, wait a minute! You wrote here that you’ve worked as a waiter?? Hey, we’ve ALL been waiters!” Then he snarkily laughed, followed by the stage manager letting out an awkward half-laugh, because I think she was mortified on my behalf. I felt like Fred Flintstone when he gets humiliated and shrinks down in the chair. I walked out of the audition room with my tail between my legs. Of course I never got a call back….

  • Janice Park says:

    This was for my first NY musical audition ever; I am a Los Angeles native who recently graduated from theatre school and had left tinsel town for theatre-town bc I loved it so much. I had been lucky to get representation shortly after graduating and had gone on several auditions for tv, commercials, and straight plays, but had never gotten a callback yet and this was my first musical for the Off-Broadway kid’s show Stinkykidz. Growing up I had always loved singing but had too much stagefright, though I knew I could. In vocal production class I could barely survive singing in front of my peers while everyone else belted away. So I’d steered clear from musical auditions because it was too intimidating for me, a phobia. But here I was finding myself so desparate to get a job that I found myself submitting to musicals after a disappointing draught with straight acting. Besides, musical theatre is my hidden passion.

    I prepared my sides and my song (from Avenue Q)! And showed up, dressed in character, side pigtails sprouting from the side of my head like Pippy-Longstockings. I sang my 16 bars, the director adjusted me exactly 3 times, and what do you know, when I finished he said, “Great-we’ll see you Thursday!” just like that. And there I had it, my first callback ever for a musical and it was an Off-Broadway one at that without any NY credits on my resume (to quote a casting director who said once, “You have nothing on your resume”). It was one of the happiest days of my life, and gave me a renewed faith in myself.

    Thursday came and went and I didn’t book the job. I’m not gonna lie, I cried when I finally figured I didn’t get it. It would’ve been a cool story to tell: ‘My first NY musical audition was for an Off-Broadway show and I booke it. And now it’s up for an award for best family show in the Off-Broadway League Awards’ and my career would’ve been kick-started. But my friend who consoled me had told me, “If people who get that kind of recognition for their work saw something in you, that means you have something special.” And I guess I have to agree.

    It’s not the last of me. This is only the beginning.

  • William says:

    When I was junior in college I was fortunate enough to be singled out, by Rachel Hoffman no less, to come and audition for the national tour of “Joseph…” in NYC. It was my first big NYC audition and was scared to death. And to top it all, it was a dance audition, which isn’t exactly let’s say, my “forte.” So when I got in the rehearsal room, of course I was instantly surrounded by a gaggle of chorus boys, all as limber as the day is long doing splits, putting their legs behind their heads (literally), and in general performing feats that I have never witnessed before by the human body. The choreographer entered with her assistant and the nerves instantly started. Along with the double and triple pirouettes, which I immediately knew impossible, there was a portion of the combination that required the boys to go down to the floor, lean on your left forearm, and kick your legs over your head, scissor style. My jaw literally dropped. So we went over the counts a few more times. Boys were literally getting up and walking out from the difficulty. But there was NO WAY I was leaving. Not to mention, my 80-year old great aunt was waiting downstairs for me, since she is from NYC and I had no idea where I was going. At last, the time came for my group. Me and 4 other boys. To make matters even more stressful, Dave Clemmons decided to come in and “observe” at the last second. He sat down on the floor in front of the mirror. I was literally shaking at this point. I had never been so nervous in all my life. Finally, the scissor kick bit came. 4 boys went down to the floor. One stayed standing. You can guess who the one was. I felt so embarrassed. But the point is, as an actor, you will always have to audition. You will always have “bad” auditions or auditions where things don’t go your way. For myself, not an audition goes by where I don’t leave thinking, “why didn’t I do that?” “I wonder how that sounded?” “did I look stupid doing this?” “did they noticed I totally messed up that lyric?” But these are all natural human emotions when you’re an actor and they never fully go away. Auditioning is the weirdest thing on the planet. You walk into a room to give everything you have emotionally and physically to have someone literally pass judgement on you and say “yes, you’re good enough or what we needed” or “no, you’re not.” It’s a matter of not making it personal though. It is NEVER personal.

  • Sierra says:

    I recently had a NYMF callback for a musical with lovely crazy characters, and the casting director collected a great group of funny actors to work off of in the room. Not only were we directed to have a lot of leeway with our characters, but we were directed to switch characters. Needless to say, we fed off of each other’s energies and had a great time. I love an audition where you feel like you want to ask everyone in the room to start a theater company with you afterwards!

  • Randy Lake says:

    It’s been years since I’ve auditioned for anything – but there is one in particular that I remember. Back in the late 80’s, there was a group called (if I remember right) the New York City Opera Ensemble that performed in a school on the upper East Side. An agent who had seen & cast me in my first show (a non-Equity production of Grease) recommended me to whoever was casting the NYCOE’s next production, which was to be “She Loves Me” starring Greg Edelman and Davis Gaines (among others) with musical direction by Jonathan Tunick. My first professional audition and I went in with brash and youthful confidence – sure that they would want me for the part of Arpad! After singing my song (the complete “Floozies” from the “Grass Harp” – really!), perched on top of a ladder that happened to be backstage and that I had dragged out before beginning to sing (a bold and unorthodox choice I had used at another audition previously), the casting agent proceeded to ask me to “do a little improv” (which I had no experience with.) His instruction? “Pretend you’re a busboy and the stage is a busy restaurant and you have to make your way from one side of the stage to the other. Okay, go.” Well, I went ahead and started – and didn’t say a word – and acted my way from stage left to stage right…. I composed an entire scene in my head and just jumped in. And I kept going… and going… and going… and the casting agent was laughing his head off the entire time… as was the choreographer who had stepped into the audition. At some point, he stopped me, although I was prepared to keep going and to keep improvising. Eighteen minutes he let me go – and, as he wiped tears out of his eyes, said he would have let me go longer just to see how creative I could be, but he had other auditioners to see! I have no recollection of what I did in those 18 minutes, but I remember the experience being completely liberating and thrilling. I didn’t get the role of Arpad (that went to Franc D’Ambrosio), but I did get to be the busboy in the “Romantic Atmosphere” number… and was onstage for a total of, maybe, four minutes. It was a great experience playing with the professionals and I got huge laughs in my miniscule part… a part, by the way, that was completely NON-improvised! PS: I believe it was the last production the company ever did… but it was a knockout show to end with!

  • Aaron Choi says:

    So many audition stories, so little time. Ha.

    Back when I was just starting out, I auditioned for an old dinner theatre in Akron, Ohio.
    It was one of my first big auditions. Since I hadn’t done many auditions prior, I had been given a slew of advice from various sources (older performers, teachers, internet) and it was mostly all the typical adages, but two that I stuck by was finding audition material that was unique/uncommon and always having back up songs ready. If only others had heeded this advice during this audition.

    Before they started seeing people, the monitor came out and gave the usual information, but then he added a list of songs that the director did NOT want to hear. The list was of about 20 different songs and maybe 7 shows that were on the “NO SING” list.
    I specifically remember, “Vanilla Ice cream” from SHE LOVES ME was on the top of the list.

    I was relieved that my audition pieces were not on the list, however the flurry happening around me was quite scary. There were a number of actors that were furiously going through their books, trying to find something else. I remember one girl that was sitting next to me got up and left because she only had three songs in her book, and they were all on the “List.” Another guy came out of his audition unhappy because he botched the words and notes to a song he didn’t know very well in his book.

    After witnessing this, I still to this day always have a number of different songs in my book, all prepared and brushed up on.

  • Katie O'B says:

    I haven’t ever really auditioned for any huge show like some of these comments, so my story won’t be very interesting–but I do have a kinda funny story I have from regional theatre auditions.

    When I auditioned for Peter Pan at my local theatre, the singing part of auditions was being held at the same time as the dancing, and for some reason the room designated for singing was downstairs in one of the dressing rooms, underneath the stage.

    So I go down there and introduce myself, and as soon as I open my mouth to sing the ceiling starts banging super loudly from the dancing above. We wait, it stops– and when I open my mouth again it starts up again. It feels like it continues, this stop-and-go, for forever (altho it was prolly only a minute or so)! Eventually I get my song out, though, and all is well again XD

    It wasn’t funny at the time, it was actually quite mortifying XD I didn’t know what to do about it, you know! Except smile and laugh and apologize and wait for it to stop XD lol But it worked out, thank God! XD

  • Helene says:

    A lesson in always being nice to everyone and that NYC is a very small world:
    Many years ago, I was a maitre’d in a trendy mid-town restaurant. A lot of heavy hitters came in for lunch and I knew most of them by name and the rest by face. There was this little scrawny young guy who came in often enough for me to recognize him. He always seemed nervous to ask me for a table and to talk to me in general. In my head, I thought,” what a wierdo” but I also felt sorry for him that he looked so uncomfortable that I not only treated him warmly, but made an extra effort to be welcoming and getting him a table. On my very first commercial audition, I was called in by a casting director from Liz Lewis and when I walked in the room, there was not only the director but several clients. One of them was this man, who actually stood up, smiled and said hello while coming over to give me a big hug! Obviously, he was more comfortable in his own element. That made a big impression on the casting director and I received a call-back! While I didn’t book the job (the commercial ended up being scrapped), it got me an additional audition from that office as well as a reminder that you never know who is going to show up where in this small city of ours and being friendly to everyone is the key!

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  • Susan says:

    This is coming from a Mom of a now graduating actor. I would love to surprise her with this Audition Workshop as a Graduation Gift to start her full time as an Actor!!!!
    Here’s her story:
    My daughter spent many years auditioning as a child. This particular audition was for a Mother’s Day National Commercial at one of NYC’s Leading Casting Directors. She was extremely excited about this particular commercial. She was in the Audition for a long after she went in. To my horror, the casting Director came out to tell me she had ‘an accident’ on the floor!! Then she asked me to come in and clean up. Wow…what an impression! Needless to say, she did not get that commercial. But, she made a lasting impression with that Casting Director. My daughter went on to book numerous commercials, films and shows from that same Casting Director for years to come!!!!!

  • David says:

    King Rehearsal studios existed WAY west on 42nd Street many years ago.
    On one floor, there must have been eight studios circling one big square lobby. I was auditiong for an idustrial show, and my agent told me they wanted to hear an over the top, show bizzy, razzamatazz number. The bigger and brasher the better. I was VERY late for the appointment, and when I got off the elevator I ran out of breath to the monitor, and she told me to go right in. I screamed my WAY over the top number with my eyess bulging and every one of my teeth showing. The look on the faces behind the table was one of drop jaw astonishment. I finished – they said thank you- I went home. An hour later my agent called to ask why I hadn’t gone to the audition. I said I did. I later found out that I had run into the room auditioning THE STUDENT PRINCE.

  • My FAVORITE audition story is not one of mine at all.

    Maybe you’ve heard it…
    During her early career, Barbra Streisand went to an audition. She stepped onstage unabashedly smacking a wad of chewing gum around her mouth, making a bit of a scene about it. When she realized it was time to sing, she “apologized”, took the wad of gum out of her mouth, and stuck it to the bottom of a stool.

    She went on, sitting on the stool to sing her songs, which I’m sure was fabulous in the way she is. The rest of the auditions followed and at the end of the day, the director proceeded to the stage, curious.

    Upon checking the bottom of the stool, he came to realize she had faked the whole business–no gum was stuck to the bottom of the stool.

    I love this story!

  • Renee says:

    My very first audition in New York was actually for an agency that will remain unnamed. I was called in after my showcase at AMDA. They had called and told me to prepare two contrasting songs, and along with that had given me a variety of other information that I wrote down, but promptly forgot. The night before my audition I went through my music just to make sure I was comfortable with everything, and there was one song that I realized I didn’t know the composer, so I looked it up and wrote it on the page just in case. The next day at the audition I sang my two songs, one very legit soprano, and one more belty, and even with a little dance break. When I was done they asked for another song, so I started naming songs I had and they kept saying “no” to everything. In the mean time the accompanist was flipping through my book and he came across a song and said “How about this one?” Of course, it was the song that I came across the night before. The agents asked what the song was, and i told them, and then, of course, they asked who wrote it, and my mind went blank. I went back and looked at the music and told them, it’s by so and so. Then they said, “Who’s your accompanist?” And I thought that was a very strange question, but I went back in my head through all of the information and realized they had told me his name, and his name just happened to be the same name as the composer! I then proceeded to act like a complete crazy person and I think I even hugged the accompanist/composer. Then, I still had to sing the song! I was totally flustered at this point, and to make matters worse, the accompanist played his song at warp speed(while he played my other two songs like funeral dirges)! I actually felt pretty good about how I did overall, and in such a situation for my very first professional audition, but as I was leaving the head agent said to me “Now this is an experience you’ll never forget, isn’t it?” She was absolutely right, I’ll never forget it. I also never heard from the agency again.

  • Rebecca L. says:

    In the first few months after graduating from college, I was auditioning like a fiend to try to find work–any work–and boy, did I end up with some ridiculous audition experiences.

    I went to a student film audition that turned out to be held in the producer’s apartment in the Financial District…where the holding room was a spare bedroom furnished with only a few chairs and an air mattress covered in a silky red sheet. (Though in the end nothing shady was happening, that didn’t stop me from texting the address of where I was to at least 10 friends “just in case..”)

    And perhaps one of my favorite stories is when I auditioned for a fancy upper-east-side music school for babies (yes, BABIES). I had an initial audition with them, sang some peppy pop, and got a callback! They even asked me to stay and sit in on one of the classes to see if it felt like something I would be a good fit for. I love kids and was already babysitting as a survival job, so of course I went into the callback feeling like there was no way I could screw this up. Except, I was singing a new song and though I’ve heard a million recordings of it, I’d never sung through with accompaniment before. When I messed up my lyrics and was thrown off by the pianist’s rather original interpretation of the song, I let out a big ol’ “SH*T!”

    At a school. Where they teach music to babies.

    They let me go back through the song and finish, and though I apologized profusely and sent a thorough apology email to boot, I didn’t ever hear from them again.

    And BOY am I glad.

  • tony perry says:

    One strange experience and one mistake that ended up working in my favor:
    1. I once auditioned for a musical at a regional theater. The director called me back, emailed me sides and sent me the address to come to. It was his apartment. He sat at his little dinette table, with his poodle on his lap, and said “go”. I didn’t get the part, but I knew at that moment that i didn’t want to.
    2. Before I moved to New York and got my Equity card, I was one of those many actors who drive for hours to get into the city to sit in a hallway and hope to be seen. One morning I knew they were seeing people until noon for a production of Ain’t Misbehavin, but there was an accident in the Holland Tunnel and it took much longer to get into the city than i’d planned. So I finally find a parking garage and head off down Eighth Avenue, only to realize i’ve miscalculated the address and am 12 blocks south of where I should be. So I ran, on a hot day, in a black suit. (I should point out that I was, at the time, a very heavy guy.) I get to the building and the elevator is out, so up three flights I go. The monitor is right at the top of the steps and says “you’re just in time. give me your headshot and go right in.”
    I was a sweaty mess. They had the score in the room, so i ditched my audition plans, asked the accompanist to play “Feets Too Big” and yanked a handkerchief out of my pocket and played the song as a big sweaty out of breath mess.
    No one was more surprised than me when I got the call offering me the gig.

  • This past audition season, I was pounding the pavement really hard. I was up at 5am hitting sometimes four auditions a day, getting a lot of callbacks. Overall, I was killing it, and loving it. During this time, I went in for a company that had I worked for before. I sang a song from their season, basically to let them know, ‘this is what I want’. After I sang the director said, “The role is already cast, but would you like to be the understudy?” That was the first time I had ever received an offer while I was still in the room and I was so surprised that I took a little too much time getting out a, “Uhhhh…. Sure!?”. Appalled by my own answer, I emailed the director as soon as I got home and apologized. I said that of course I would love to be in the show and to please send me the info.

    The next day I hadn’t heard back, but he was obviously very busy and I didn’t think anything of it. Besides that I had a huge day of another three auditions to tackle. While I was waiting around to sing for another theatre, I received an offer via email for a production of 42nd Street that I had been in for a few days prior. The only reason I went to that audition in the first place was because my friend wanted to go and I had some time to kill. As fate would have it, she was cut and I was kept until the end. Unfortunately I was really unfamiliar with 42nd Street, so when my offer was for the role of Maggie, I thought she was just a chorus girl who happened to have a name.

    42nd Street’s dates conflicted with that of the show I had awkwardly accepted the day before. I quickly went to the other studio to confirm that my offer was still good so I could turn 42nd Street down. Obviously understudying trumps chorus girl. I found a friend in the hallway who was also waiting for a moment to peek in and speak to the same director so as we waited together I showed her the email I got on my phone. Luckily she knew her 42nd Street and informed me that Maggie was a huge role and that I should take that. I was so confused. I frantically googled the show and the character’s info (shout out to my smartphone) and realized that it did sound like a great role, and we all know role trumps understudying. So I emailed them back an acceptance.

    I sent the director of the first show another apology and a full explanation of why I said “Uhhh…. Sure!?” and then yes and ultimately had to say no. I hoped he would understand that I was just doing the best thing for my career. He promptly emailed back to ask when 42nd Street would be finished because there was a whole slew of roles that he was interested in me for later in his season. I ended up booking a whole year of work that day. Six productions. I had awesome roles in five of them.

  • Ellen Orchid says:

    My favorite audition story; I auditioned for “The House of Blue Leaves: years ago for the Attic Ensemble, in Jersey City. I read for “Bunny”, a character I loved for her optimism and vitality. I had prepared for it at length. After the reading, the director said,”Hmmmm. Why don’t you take a look at “Bananas””, the role of the wife”. I looked thru her scenes- full of bizarre, troubled behavior,and then took a deep breath did the reading. It was fun. To my surprise and delight, I was cast as “Bananas”. I learned a big lesson in this; we may be drawn to a character but should keep an open mind when auditioning about possibly playing the other roles and prepare for that accordingly. Look through the other scenes and lines in detail with an eye to reading for something else than your first choice. New experiences await you.

    • Wat een spannend reisjournaal, van in het begin tot het einde en met de mooie foto's van de streek en jullie is het nog leuker om te lezen.Jullie hebben vast prachtige herinneringen.Geniet dit weekend van het Nederlandse zonnetje wel niet zo warm, maar toch aangenaam.Vele groetjes Valerie ♥

    • allt som behövs är lite planering. Grundreceptet till dessa underbara frökex kommer frÃ¥n bloggen 56 kilo men jag har ändrat lite pÃ¥

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