Oh theatre...
So for the past through days I have put myself through the torture of my own love of musical theatre and my extreme love-hate relationship with Elizabeth Mott by watching West Side Story auditons.
Warning: I will be showing signs of arrogance and being egotistical, please skip the next part of the entry if you do not wish to be a part of that.
First of all, I am terribly upset with Elizabeth for having the gall to pick a show where I know I could have been the lead a year after I am gone. When it comes to the musical, Elizabeth is absolutely brilliant at completely shafting me in every way knowing full well that I would like to pursue musical theatre as a career, I mean come on. I think that when it comes to the musical it is safe to say that there is a trend in her decisions concerning me. Now granted she gave me solos in choir and I am very grateful, but may I remind you that one solo was shared with Patrick Clements and the other was because I was the only senior guy in choir. Coincidence, nope probably not!
Second of all, as egotistical as this sounds we all know that I always have and always will know more about theatre in general than Elizabeth and it hurts my feelings that she cannot find respect enough for me to value my opinion. I mean really, is it that difficult to admit that you don't know everything in the world. *beats head on table*
Phew! Now that that's over with, I must say that these auditions taught me that I belong either auditioning and performing in a show or sitting behind the table helping to staff it whether in directing or judging. I don't belong in that medium of being a flunkie. The fact is plain and simple, I can't not be involved. And so ends my discussion of my torture that is musical auditions.
Nevertheless, I am going to stay the night with my sister and Manda tomorrow night at Purdue so all will be well, then on Saturday it's packing and on Sunday it's back to Chicago, Score!!!! Chicago here I come, wOOt!!!
Have a lovely night!
Warning: I will be showing signs of arrogance and being egotistical, please skip the next part of the entry if you do not wish to be a part of that.
First of all, I am terribly upset with Elizabeth for having the gall to pick a show where I know I could have been the lead a year after I am gone. When it comes to the musical, Elizabeth is absolutely brilliant at completely shafting me in every way knowing full well that I would like to pursue musical theatre as a career, I mean come on. I think that when it comes to the musical it is safe to say that there is a trend in her decisions concerning me. Now granted she gave me solos in choir and I am very grateful, but may I remind you that one solo was shared with Patrick Clements and the other was because I was the only senior guy in choir. Coincidence, nope probably not!
Second of all, as egotistical as this sounds we all know that I always have and always will know more about theatre in general than Elizabeth and it hurts my feelings that she cannot find respect enough for me to value my opinion. I mean really, is it that difficult to admit that you don't know everything in the world. *beats head on table*
Phew! Now that that's over with, I must say that these auditions taught me that I belong either auditioning and performing in a show or sitting behind the table helping to staff it whether in directing or judging. I don't belong in that medium of being a flunkie. The fact is plain and simple, I can't not be involved. And so ends my discussion of my torture that is musical auditions.
Nevertheless, I am going to stay the night with my sister and Manda tomorrow night at Purdue so all will be well, then on Saturday it's packing and on Sunday it's back to Chicago, Score!!!! Chicago here I come, wOOt!!!
Have a lovely night!