Showing Off, pt. 2

So, this is the second half of the showcase I did back in October. Here, I'm doing "The Best Is Yet To Come". This one made me more nervous than the Shrek song because I'd never really sung jazz before. It was fun though, and I think I did all right with it.

Tax Time... Boo Hiss!

It's that time of year again when everyone has to sift through their receipts and fill out those confusing forms to find out if they're going to be getting money back from the government.  Starting out optimistic quickly turned to sadness when I realized that I wasn't getting a refund this year.  In fact, I owe a LOT more than I thought might be possible.  Ugh... this sucks!

No Call Back...Hrrummph!

As an actor, one of the things we most look forward to during the audition process is the call back.  No, you haven't booked the job yet but, it's that positive response that shows you that the producer/director/casting assistant...WHOEVER thought that what you did during your initial audition was good enough to warrant a further look.  A kind of pat on the back.  It's when you don't get that small bit of recognition, when you think you should that, sometimes more than not booking the job, makes you wonder, "What the hell am I doing?"

God of Carnage

So the other night, I had the opportunity to see the 2009 Tony Winner for Best Play.  That show, of course, is God of Carnage by Yasmina Reza.  Now with its third cast, the show is playing at the Bernard Jacobs Theater on 45th street.  I went in feeling like I was prepared to be underwhelmed but luckily, that wasn't the case at all.

Showing Off, Pt. 1

So today, I decided to show off a bit and post something of myself. This is me performing "Who I'd be" from Shrek the Musical, at Don't Tell Mama's, here in New York.  This was the first song I did from the showcase that I talked about in my "Pitter of Patter" posts, back in October.  I've got a couple of other videos that I may post here that you can find on You Tube and on my website www.MarcusConerly.com. Let me know what you think.

The Yearly End of Layering!

Ok so, I've spent almost three years living in New York City and I still haven't gotten used to the cold weather.  I'm a Florida boy, you see.  Born and raised where t-shirts, shorts and flippies (TSF) are the norm.  I'm used to having a Christmas day with a high of 72 and rain clouds hovering.  A cold front, for us, means getting down to 50 for two days.

The Real World

     So I've been wondering, would it really be a horrible thing to quit my job?  I've been working at the same place for over two and a half years and have grown so frustrated that going into work just ruins the whole day.  I seriously just want to cry or hit someone it makes me so unhappy.  A lot of it has to do with the fact the place has become very actor UNfriendly in the past year.  I feel like I'm constantly having schedule requests denied and trying do last minute changes to keep them happy.  But I think, after over a year of complaining about it, I've finally had my fill.  I'm done with having to apologize for wanting to advance my career.  This job was NEVER intended to be my final stop.  It was simply my way to pay my bills while I've worked on being an actor.  

     I'm lucky in that, I've been able to save quite a bit over the past year.  So when my time there is done, I'll be all right for a few months.  The main goal, of course, would be to get cast in something that gives me a reason to quit.  I think most of my hesitation comes from the fact that I have nothing to fall back on and would be unemployed for the first time since living here in New York.

     I'm curious what any readers would think, if anyone has an opinion.  Oh well, I'm just randomly venting.  I'll figure it out soon enough.  Maybe I'll get lucky and it'll be figured out for me.  I really hate having to make decisions like these.  Someone else do it!

     Until next time...

Extra! Extra!

     So on a whim last week, I decided to submit myself for background work on the new HBO/Martin Scorsese series, Boardwalk Empire.  I thought that there would be no way that I would be chosen because the submissions were supposed to have been in by the day before I saw the listing but, I thought, "Why not?  They won't call but, what can it hurt"?  Lo and behold.... they called me that afternoon!  By the next day, I was getting a haircut and at a wardrobe fitting.