June 21, 2008

  • Audition, Audition

    If I added up all of the time I've spent auditioning in my life, it would add up to...a long time. Actors don't so much perform as audition to perform. And so I look toward tomorrow's audition for Higgins. I'm prepared; either to do 32 bars from Fair Lady or 32 bars from Kiss Me Kate depending upon the director's whim. I know I can kill in this role. As much as I know it's a long shot to be cast in a lead at a company in which I've never worked, especially a professional company, I nevertheless will be disappointed not to get the role. And yet, to convince a stranger, in 32 bars, that I am the best choice, is a daunting task. But I at least need to perform well enough to be asked to read, and then read well enough to be asked to read with other hopefuls, and then do well enough to be seriously considered. I have excellent diction; a requisite for Higgins. I project like all get out. I have presence. What I never know is; if in fact I am any good. I suppose I'll never know for certain. I just have to climb the mountain each time I audition and at every performance and, should I get the role, be well reviewed, and gain audience approval, then I can feel like an actor; until the end of the run.