So, today I had my first audition since before January 6. For The Buddy Holly Story. I was to bring a guitar, banjo, and sheet music. As soon as I got back to town I started thinking how this was going to happen. The audition was likely going to be on the third floor. How was I going to haul this stuff down the 3 floors of my place, to Granville Island and up three more floors?
I figured I would have to ask someone to come with me and be my handicap roadie.
I asked my singing coach. She was going to meet me there at 2:00, and play for me, but, this morning I suddenly felt that I had to do this myself. I called her in the morning she thought that was a great idea. I called Kelly to come with me and help me with my gear and she said she would too... then I got a call from Tom, who I borrowed the banjo from, who had an audition 10 minutes before mine. He carried all the instruments, I paid for the cab.
The stairs were small.
The audition was great.
I sang I'm Walkin.
Evening went to 'papertech' for the show I'm Sound Designing. Ivanov.
Q to Q tomorrow.
On Tuesday while I was flying home from Edmonton, I got talking to this guy Norman or something, a real estate agent. He had met some famous director, and asked him, "You know when you meet actors and they're kind of.... strange? Why are actors so strange?" And the director told him, "Think of the rejection, the constant rejection... That's got to do something to you."
So true, I said. So true!
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