this one was so much fun. I was the last person from the evening. I went in there a bit worn out, and not sure what to expect. I asked them if I could sing first, and they said yes. Then, they asked if I wanted to play something on my violin (since I had it there) so I got to play some stuff on that. They said it sounded nice. Then they handed me a piece of paper w/ 5 character names on it, and I was to come up with different voices and body language for each character. A baker, a nun, a teacher etc. Oh, it was SO much fun!
Then, it got better. They asked me to deliver the same lines the same way except in French! Translating on the fly and remembering what I had done before took a LOT of brain power.
Then, they asked if I knew a joke to share. So, I asked them what the zero said to the eight. Answer: "nice belt." That got a laugh from the one who spoke French. (yes, accurate deduction, the other casting director didn't speak French. Much to my dismay.)
Then they wanted to know where I grew up. I'm tired of telling people my life story. Still, I understand that an audition is a HIGH stress interview. They want to see if the people will fit with their cast b/c they are going to be spending a lot of time together.
Then the non-French speaking director said he had seen enough to get a feel for who I am. (NOT what you want to hear at an audition.)
They told me that the masked ball fundraiser in November will need performers. Perfect! I will get to do some entertaining with these people who are creative and speak French.
On my way home, I realized that I didn't do the monologue for them. Things just flowed without it. Maybe that would have changed the outcome.
My head now hurts. I've never been hung over the way most people speak of it, but I think I'm hung over from the excitement of the day.