Auditions are always a funny sort of thing. You give people your headshot and resume, sing a bit of song and read or do a monologue for a table of people who may or may not even be paying attention to you. All of it's just to get noticed enough to make it to the next round of casting. Of course, all of this can only happen if they don't decided to type people out.
For anyone who doesn't know, "typing out" is when the casting people take everyone's headshot and decide whether or nor they have the right look for what they want based solely on that picture. It's only after you make it through this phase that you'll get to do any of the stuff I mentioned above. It doesn't happen often but, it does happen.
Take today's Wicked call, for instance. Before the monitor started reading the list of names, he had informed us that they would be typing people out. It's really not that surprising. The show's been running for about seven years in New York and has a ton of productions going, all over the world. So when we got our audition numbers, we were put in groups of 15 and taken into the audition room.
When we got into the room, the casting people flipped through our headshots and put them into piles. They then named four people out of the 15 in our group. Those were the people who would be staying to sing. I was not one of those people.
It was actually the first time I'd ever been typed out during an audition. But, I can't feel bad because there were people there much prettier than me who weren't asked to stay either. That's just the was it is. You know, the stuff we put ourselves through because we love this business of show.
So now, it's on to the next thing. I think I have one or two coming up next week that I can go to. I'll let you know when the time comes.
Until next time...
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