Welcome to a post I wrote on Friday, December 30th!
I just had an audition for a Director’s show at Second City. Yes. Yes. Second City. Oooooo. I’ve not taken any classes at Second City. I’ve heard bad and good, and I’ll possibly end up taking classes there some day maybe? Who knows. There are a ton of places to take classes and workshops here, and they’re all fantastic, right? I don’t know yet.
The last two auditions for things were a bit awkward. The ComedySportz audition, my first, was fun but weird since I had no clue what to expect and was nervous to meet new people and audition for a “serious” (in the sense that is a well-known institution of comedic happenings) thing. While it was fun, I really just wanted to watch everyone else and was too “wow…here I am! Wow…” about it to really do well. I was also super SUPER green and hadn’t started classes at the Annoyance yet.
The sketch/improv audition I went to after that blew goats like serious because I was so nervous and felt like everyone was more competitive than anything. And since I’m a wide-eyed puppy when it comes to most things, I just blew it big-time but doing shitty improv instead of taking shitty offers and making fireworks and magical happiness appear.
This audition, though…this was different. Of course, it started off sweaty and awkward (I’d been running up and down stairs trying to figure out where I was actually supposed to be). Auditions are so weird. I want to say hello and introduce myself to people and be like “omg, auditions, right?!” but I don’t say anything. No one else really does, either. Auditions are a lot like funerals: You’re all there for the same reason, but you don’t really know what to say. Everyone sits in silence, and then someone finally comes in (the person running the audition…or the family of the deceased) and lets everyone know that it’s ok to speak, and they’re glad you came to share this time with them.
Our (potential) director came in and told us to have fun, support each other, and just do some fucking improv. And all the weight in the world just disappeared, and we were suddenly pals, no questions asked. It. was. awesome*.
For thirty minutes, we just did improv. And lo, it was glorious! I am honestly so unconcerned with whether I get a callback or not, because I feel so happy that I CAN AUDITION and not feel like I screwed everything up! It is a magical feeling.
The best part about this blog post is that I’m going to hit save, now, and find out in one hour if I get a callback, and then write more about how I feel about things!
Hey! It’s a few hours later! I didn’t hear anything so I definitely didn’t get a callback, but I’m still in an obscenely good mood. I mean, I know I’m not going to get stuff right away because I still have so much to learn, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to try. That would be completely dumb. Auditioning for stuff gives me experience with auditioning, which is great. The more comfortable I become at auditioning, the more my personality and playing style will shine through. Huzzah! Honestly, and I know this is super cliche but there’s a reason why cliche’s exist…for blogging. Anyhow, it’ll happen when it happens. And when it happens, it’ll be pretty cool. And, as my sister-in-law said, sometimes people pass your info along to other directors and stuff, if they think you’d be better for something else. And now I know where Second City is**!
And I have an audition for something else on January 8th, so yeah!
*Standing outside of the deMaat theatre, I repeated to myself (internally) “I believe in my powers. I believe in the powers of my teammates.” New pre-audition ritual? I love Mystery Men so very, very much.
**I need to get out more.