December 7, 1991
Although Pier had warned me against it, I decided to audition for a Community Theater show. The show is an original comedy written, directed, and produced by Roy Washburne and friends. It is about 6 teenagers, all around 17 or 18 years old. It sounds like it could be a fun show, plus a fun cast, i.e. 3 men and 3 women all about my age. (The Drama-logue listing wanted actors who were "20 to play 17".)
Auditions were today from 10 to 4. Rolling out of bed at about 2:15 p.m. didn't give me too many different options. I had a nice leisurely breakfast, took a quick shower and hopped in the car around 3:35. This was, admittedly, a little dangerous since I didn't really know where the place was. I thought it was close to the I.C.A. office, which is 15-20 minutes away with no traffic, so close I was cutting it.
I consulted my handy Thomas Guide and was happy to find the street I wanted within 20 minutes away. Silly me. When I reached the street, at about 3:56, the house numbers went from 6800 up. I wanted 6424. A quick glance in the Thomas Guide showed the street's other half started up again about a mile south of where I was. Great.
I reached my destination as I witnessed 3 or 4 people rise from chairs in the yard and head inside. I bustled out of the car to catch them and asked, "Am I too late to audition?" I was told, "Yes," but the answer came from a fellow auditioner. I wasn't. I told the woman in power I had a monologue prepared and then sat tight for about 30 minutes.
Finally - enter. "So you went to Harvard?" "Yes, I did." "Well, you sure know how to intimidate someone right off the bat." And, "He went to Harvard and we left him standing in the rain?" Eventually, the banter settled down and I performed: Eric's "Mother Church" monologue from In the Boom Boom Room. I directed it to a chair in the room. It went well. I changed a line or two near the end. I dropped a bit and laughed as if laughing at my own (Eric's) foolishness. I think it worked.
Pier had assured me that no one of any talent ever does Community Theater shows, and that they'd jump right on me. I, however, saw many head-shots, good-lookin' ones, too, lying around the room. This unfortunately severely decreases my confidence level on landing this project. Oh well. We'll see.
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