Go away, I’m bitching.
Yes, go away now before you are offended and your ire is wakened. Shoo! Off with you. Go read something nice and heartwarming from some Chicken Soup-ish blog. Mine isn’t Chicken Soup. Mine is Sourest Milk.
Right. Well, I went for the DP acting auditions just now. These must be differentiated from the Drama auditions, which are for an entirely different group. Anyway. That one kinda sucked. I mean, I did quite well, I’m sure. I was the first to audition anyway, so I don’t know how any others did, but Liz, the director (and former neighbour and Drama Vice-Head) said I was quite good, so that was encouraging. The role I picked was so me. It was Cher’s monologue, from Clueless. Brilliant movie (oh come on, it was) and it was so Valley Girl and slightly bimbotic, so it just called out to me. No other role felt right.
We were told to go over the top, when in doubt, but I think I was under the radar. It certainly didn’t feel like I was overacting, and I stumbled over some lines. I didn’t like the way my voice sounded, it was too low to carry off the bimbo effect, and also I don’t think I projected enough. Bah. Then the other director did a reading with me, of the role of Anna Wintour from Notting Hill, you know, Julia Roberts’ character. Definitely could have been better, but it was off the cuff and I didn’t really have time to think through the character.
I’m sooooo hoping they’ll call me back, duh, but if they don’t, I’ll just weasel my way onto the Tech Crew and hang with the boys. Always have a backup plan.
And now for the real bitching. Sorry, but I like to give some background, yeah? So after our acting auditions, a friend and I went down to the dance studio to watch the auditions for the dancing cast. Like duh, it is a Dance Production. So we watched. My buddy spotted a few good ones, while I preferred to pick out some ppl and judge them, despite not being a dancer myself. Hahaha.
One of those I saw was a freshman, let’s call her Floppy. Cos that’s what she is. Looks like she needs a backbone, she looks so damn fragile. She can’t stand straight, or rather she doesn’t give the impression that she is. The phrase ’shrinking violet’ never suited anyone better. She’s such a huge contrast from her sister, who is outgoing and outspoken and definitely not fragile. I don’t know why, but Floppy just puts me off. Perhaps it’s because I expected her to be like her sister and she’s not, but it’s also the general vibe I get from her, that she’s, like, not really present in the world. Ethereal. Yeah that’s the word I wanted. I want to slap some life into her, but it’s as though she wants to leave as little impact on the physical world as possible. I don’t believe I’ve ever heard her voice.
I don’t know WHY it annoys me, but it does. She has every right to be ethereal, and shit has every right to stink, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it, yeah?
Oh, and the real meat of this post: She can’t dance. Again, unlike her sister, who was a dancer for 3 years. Ok, so it’s horrible of me to say that, which means that you should have left after the first paragraph. Your problem. And there was another one auditioning who was even worse. I hope she wasn’t seriously trying out, because she honestly was quite terrible. Her dancing was half-hearted, when others jumped, she just lurched forward slightly. And when others moved their whole arms, she weakly swung her forearms in a pathetic imitation. Don’t even audition if you’re not going to try your best. That was what annoyed me about that girl.
Thank goodness there were some good ones there, or DP would be doomed this year.




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