I have more than neglected this blog for ye very few people still reading it. It has been a hectic and busy few months with weeks of doing nothing and having no motivation to even blog.
I only seem to get that itch when I am ridiculously busy and for some reason need to keep adding to the list of things to do.
I am in Philadelphia right now rehearsing for the world premier of Yuseef El-Guindi's Language Rooms at The Wilma Theatre. I am ecstatic to play the lead in the show - the kind where I literally do not leave the stage save for a minute or two. The kind where I am in rehearsal every day for every single hour. The kind that is exhausting the shit out of me. But it's all good and I am enjoying it. http://www.wilmatheater.org/production/language-rooms (I play Ahmed)
Philly is a great town - even with the recent snowstorms. It's like an city suburban 'hood. It's a great place. I could see myself living here if I had the hankering to move. It's a nice place to work, but it does, oddly enough, make me miss being in NYC in my own place in my own bed. Though the actor housing is VERY generous. I can't complain (except for the intermittent heat).
The only drawback to doing this show is having to miss out on almost two months of meetings for the Public Theatre's Emerging Writers Group which I was accepted into in January http://publictheater.org/content/view/154/#2010
It is an amazing program and I say that with no artifice. The things they do for and provide for writers is remarkable. It is, quite literally, a dream. VERY supportive and open. I am already enamored of my fellow writers and can't wait to get back to them. I only see good things coming from this (hope hope hope).
Of course, it's only when I leave town to do a show that auditions start rolling in. The good thing is that there are A LOT of ethnic shows coming up (pilots) but I am in the middle of performances when most of them shoot. It's a gamble, but I don't think it's my TV time yet.
I aim to try and keep up with this as much as I can - but know full well that there are bound to gaps as I immerse myself in work or sloth.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Monday, June 1, 2009
Where in the World?
Bad Sevan for not keeping up with the blog.
I wish I could claim being busy every single day of the last three months, thus leaving no time to blog, but the truth is, I was busy for half of it and lazy for the other half.
I've done a smattering of readings (it's the year of readings apparently) and my first show with Prospect Theatre Company in their dark night show Mapquest at 59E59. A great space. A great cast. And a fun experience working on 7 different pieces by 7 different composer/lyricist/writer scenes. It feels like a rep company because there is familial feeling to the organization that avoids nasty inbreeding. I am indebted to them for being offered three wildly random characters: a closeted 70s jock, a Jackson Heights Indian guru and watchseller, a piece of year-old salami. Yes, I do not lie.
The Williams College 2-day run of Betrayed went well. Had a great time walking around and enjoying nature. I think I would be bored out of mind if I lived there for more than a month or two as there is nothing much to Williamstown. But maybe this is an overture to doing an actual WTF show.
Unfortunately, as it turning out to be the norm nowadays, funding did not come through for our D.C. month-long run. So we all kind of stood around, mouths agape, and wondering what to do next. I am not sure if this is the end of the show or what is in store for it. It's the show that keeps on breathing and finding life, which it should. I just hope the forward momentum also pushes it up the hill.
I participated in my first NY Arab-American Comedy Festival, now in its 6th year, having been exposed to it last year as an audience member when I was first introduced to the notion of a "brown" community and what that meant. The festival also marked my debut as a writer. Now, as a writer of literary fiction, I was not even sure if I could even create something theatrically-based. Much to my surprise, I enjoyed it and think I have a wee bit of a knack for it. So much so that since then I have whipped up a screenplay (which has some interest in it from a local production company), a play I am halfway through, and another screenplay/play in the works. When it rains it pours. I don't know if I am actually any good at anything larger than the sketch I wrote for the festival, but this is the only way to find out.
But the festival was amazing, not only for the actual festival itself, but the people involved. Feeling like you are part of a community and being able to commiserate about issues in your industry that no one else can truly understand is such a liberating thing. I had a great time with it and can't wait to do it again.
I have a reading of a musical called Beauty Queen for 3Graces Theatre that I start rehearsing this month.
Auditions have been slim, but the ones coming in have been substantial. I think I need to get new headshots because I went in for a movie and the first thing the CD said was, "Wow, you look so much younger in person." And kept reiterating that. Granted, the part was in his 40s, which I could not even come close to passing off. Mayhaps he had a point.
I had two amazing auditions last week for two high-profile projects and got called back for both. My callback rate keeps improving, although the second-man syndrome thing is still alive and kicking.
At one of those auditions I learned a lesson that I always knew but kind of ignored. I have cuts of songs in my book, and very few of them have the rest of the songs with them. And the unspoken rule is: Know the entire song to all your cuts!
Much to my surprise, after I got there, I discovered they wanted to hear a whole song. Now...the song I had chosen...I knew the cut of. I have never memorized the whole song for any reason. Somehow, probably via osmosis of hearing the song over and over, I had a hail mary moment and did the whole song, remembering all the lyrics. Needless to say, once my book stops being in flux and I settle on all the songs I need, they will all be committed to be memory.
Both projects would be amazing to book. I just need to book one of them. And stat. I need another big NYC credit. And soon.
Until then, I am writing at the fervid speed of an attacking locust.
I wish I could claim being busy every single day of the last three months, thus leaving no time to blog, but the truth is, I was busy for half of it and lazy for the other half.
I've done a smattering of readings (it's the year of readings apparently) and my first show with Prospect Theatre Company in their dark night show Mapquest at 59E59. A great space. A great cast. And a fun experience working on 7 different pieces by 7 different composer/lyricist/writer scenes. It feels like a rep company because there is familial feeling to the organization that avoids nasty inbreeding. I am indebted to them for being offered three wildly random characters: a closeted 70s jock, a Jackson Heights Indian guru and watchseller, a piece of year-old salami. Yes, I do not lie.
The Williams College 2-day run of Betrayed went well. Had a great time walking around and enjoying nature. I think I would be bored out of mind if I lived there for more than a month or two as there is nothing much to Williamstown. But maybe this is an overture to doing an actual WTF show.
Unfortunately, as it turning out to be the norm nowadays, funding did not come through for our D.C. month-long run. So we all kind of stood around, mouths agape, and wondering what to do next. I am not sure if this is the end of the show or what is in store for it. It's the show that keeps on breathing and finding life, which it should. I just hope the forward momentum also pushes it up the hill.
I participated in my first NY Arab-American Comedy Festival, now in its 6th year, having been exposed to it last year as an audience member when I was first introduced to the notion of a "brown" community and what that meant. The festival also marked my debut as a writer. Now, as a writer of literary fiction, I was not even sure if I could even create something theatrically-based. Much to my surprise, I enjoyed it and think I have a wee bit of a knack for it. So much so that since then I have whipped up a screenplay (which has some interest in it from a local production company), a play I am halfway through, and another screenplay/play in the works. When it rains it pours. I don't know if I am actually any good at anything larger than the sketch I wrote for the festival, but this is the only way to find out.
But the festival was amazing, not only for the actual festival itself, but the people involved. Feeling like you are part of a community and being able to commiserate about issues in your industry that no one else can truly understand is such a liberating thing. I had a great time with it and can't wait to do it again.
I have a reading of a musical called Beauty Queen for 3Graces Theatre that I start rehearsing this month.
Auditions have been slim, but the ones coming in have been substantial. I think I need to get new headshots because I went in for a movie and the first thing the CD said was, "Wow, you look so much younger in person." And kept reiterating that. Granted, the part was in his 40s, which I could not even come close to passing off. Mayhaps he had a point.
I had two amazing auditions last week for two high-profile projects and got called back for both. My callback rate keeps improving, although the second-man syndrome thing is still alive and kicking.
At one of those auditions I learned a lesson that I always knew but kind of ignored. I have cuts of songs in my book, and very few of them have the rest of the songs with them. And the unspoken rule is: Know the entire song to all your cuts!
Much to my surprise, after I got there, I discovered they wanted to hear a whole song. Now...the song I had chosen...I knew the cut of. I have never memorized the whole song for any reason. Somehow, probably via osmosis of hearing the song over and over, I had a hail mary moment and did the whole song, remembering all the lyrics. Needless to say, once my book stops being in flux and I settle on all the songs I need, they will all be committed to be memory.
Both projects would be amazing to book. I just need to book one of them. And stat. I need another big NYC credit. And soon.
Until then, I am writing at the fervid speed of an attacking locust.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
What About Today?
I am back in NYC after a rapid-fire two weeks spent in FL and then L.A., and since I have a few hours to do some catching up, I am updating da blog.
I am now officially into my 3 year of living NYC (Feb 1 marked the official start of Year 3). It's a little hard to fathom that it has only been that long, but that is has been that long. I am hoping this year brings many more new things and exciting opportunities and that I continue to meet these amazing actors/artists/mentors/teachers that I have been so lucky to even be in the same room with.
So...I spent a week in FL - working this time, no vacation trip - and then headed to Los Angeles to do Betrayed at L.A. Theatre Works. Now, I have always had an unfounded aversion to L.A. and notion of ever living there, so I was amazed how much I actually loved it and could see myself living there. The traffic was not as bad as everyone made it out to be, and other than stupider drivers than FL and an odd street layout which makes no sense to me, I could very well be happy living there. It's like Florida...but smoggier. I got to see some good friends and make new ones. The local actors were incredibly nice and amazingly talented, although I did miss many of the original cast. It was also an odd format, the radio play genre, and I suspect this was mostly because I was so used to doing it on a stage "full out" that being limited in movement and volume was an oddity in the beginning. It does shade a performance though and ultimately leads you to consider other possibilities and choices.
I have been on a good roll with auditioning for more TV/Film projects as I ultimately see myself moving in that direction. Not that I don't love theatre, but the avenues are few and the casting blinder than I thought it would be. It is something that has been a rude awakening to me, but who can blame casting solely for an endemic social problem of cultural blindness and ignorance. In my case, not brown enough for the stereotype role and too brown for the "other" roles. But I can only do and be what and who I am and everything else is out of my hands. No big bites yet in TV/Film, but I am just now starting to make the rounds, and have received good reactions and feedback so far. I have an audition for my 5th pilot on Monday...so who knows.
I have a couple of readings/workshops I am very excited about and a big audition in the next few weeks that I hope works out as it would be a great opportunity to be out in L.A. for a few months.
To be honest, I don't know where the beast is dragging me, so for now I am enjoying the ride....until it gets annoying and I have to shoot the snarling thing and put it out of its misery.
I am now officially into my 3 year of living NYC (Feb 1 marked the official start of Year 3). It's a little hard to fathom that it has only been that long, but that is has been that long. I am hoping this year brings many more new things and exciting opportunities and that I continue to meet these amazing actors/artists/mentors/teachers that I have been so lucky to even be in the same room with.
So...I spent a week in FL - working this time, no vacation trip - and then headed to Los Angeles to do Betrayed at L.A. Theatre Works. Now, I have always had an unfounded aversion to L.A. and notion of ever living there, so I was amazed how much I actually loved it and could see myself living there. The traffic was not as bad as everyone made it out to be, and other than stupider drivers than FL and an odd street layout which makes no sense to me, I could very well be happy living there. It's like Florida...but smoggier. I got to see some good friends and make new ones. The local actors were incredibly nice and amazingly talented, although I did miss many of the original cast. It was also an odd format, the radio play genre, and I suspect this was mostly because I was so used to doing it on a stage "full out" that being limited in movement and volume was an oddity in the beginning. It does shade a performance though and ultimately leads you to consider other possibilities and choices.
I have been on a good roll with auditioning for more TV/Film projects as I ultimately see myself moving in that direction. Not that I don't love theatre, but the avenues are few and the casting blinder than I thought it would be. It is something that has been a rude awakening to me, but who can blame casting solely for an endemic social problem of cultural blindness and ignorance. In my case, not brown enough for the stereotype role and too brown for the "other" roles. But I can only do and be what and who I am and everything else is out of my hands. No big bites yet in TV/Film, but I am just now starting to make the rounds, and have received good reactions and feedback so far. I have an audition for my 5th pilot on Monday...so who knows.
I have a couple of readings/workshops I am very excited about and a big audition in the next few weeks that I hope works out as it would be a great opportunity to be out in L.A. for a few months.
To be honest, I don't know where the beast is dragging me, so for now I am enjoying the ride....until it gets annoying and I have to shoot the snarling thing and put it out of its misery.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
The Minute You Walked in the Joint
So the site design is finished and was not as laborious as I thought it would turn out to be. How long it lasts before I get the bug to do something new again is another thing.
There really is nothing new to report. Today marks the end of my second year in NYC and the beginning of my third, which I am sure is going to bring all kinds of amazing things. I consider myself very lucky and blessed to have arrived 2 years ago and hit the ground running with amazing opportunities I never thought would land in my lap. I have met the most amazing, generous, and interesting people and I can't imagine who and what is around the corner. And while my anal retentive desire for overachieving wrapped in a thin gauze of impatience can get to me sometimes, I am trying to take each day and each chance as they come.
I am now firmly ensconced in an audition cycle of going in for some good roles in great projects. I am still stuck in second-man syndrome, but that is partially because I am not known amongst the CD circles. I need to continue making the rounds and banging on the doors so I can start getting a little more of my foot inside. I may not always agree or like the process, but it is what it is.
I closed out my second year doing something I never thought I would. I went to a piano bar...and sang. Having visited them only twice in my life and not really digging the vibe nor having the backbone to get up and sing (I would much rather do that in a staged setting and not impromptu), I was not sure if I would go through with it. I dragged some friends to The After Party at the Laurie Beechman and I have to say that I had an amazing time and thoroughly enjoyed myself. I did get up and sing, and while I am a little disappointed with the output, I now have mad respect for people who can get up and sing at 1 or 2 in the morning after a few drinks and still be able to wail.
It was a good kick in the ass as I have been having a crisis of faith lately about wanting to continue pursuing musical theatre as a viable career option because of the ethnic barriers and glass ceiling that still exists. But singing is one of those things I enjoy, and not singing everyday like I did in Fl thanks to the privacy of a car, did and does make a difference, much to my surprise. Two months of not singing was a kick in the ass wake-up call and I find I am now all over the place and out of control and confidence....so...for whatever gluttonous reason for punishment lurking in me, I am going to pick up the pieces and keep pushing forth. Who am I to limit myself?
In 2 weeks I head out to LA with some of my fellow actors to do Betrayed at the LA Theatre Works. I am hoping to set up some meetings at the same time and start laying some kind of groundwork out there.
There really is nothing new to report. Today marks the end of my second year in NYC and the beginning of my third, which I am sure is going to bring all kinds of amazing things. I consider myself very lucky and blessed to have arrived 2 years ago and hit the ground running with amazing opportunities I never thought would land in my lap. I have met the most amazing, generous, and interesting people and I can't imagine who and what is around the corner. And while my anal retentive desire for overachieving wrapped in a thin gauze of impatience can get to me sometimes, I am trying to take each day and each chance as they come.
I am now firmly ensconced in an audition cycle of going in for some good roles in great projects. I am still stuck in second-man syndrome, but that is partially because I am not known amongst the CD circles. I need to continue making the rounds and banging on the doors so I can start getting a little more of my foot inside. I may not always agree or like the process, but it is what it is.
I closed out my second year doing something I never thought I would. I went to a piano bar...and sang. Having visited them only twice in my life and not really digging the vibe nor having the backbone to get up and sing (I would much rather do that in a staged setting and not impromptu), I was not sure if I would go through with it. I dragged some friends to The After Party at the Laurie Beechman and I have to say that I had an amazing time and thoroughly enjoyed myself. I did get up and sing, and while I am a little disappointed with the output, I now have mad respect for people who can get up and sing at 1 or 2 in the morning after a few drinks and still be able to wail.
It was a good kick in the ass as I have been having a crisis of faith lately about wanting to continue pursuing musical theatre as a viable career option because of the ethnic barriers and glass ceiling that still exists. But singing is one of those things I enjoy, and not singing everyday like I did in Fl thanks to the privacy of a car, did and does make a difference, much to my surprise. Two months of not singing was a kick in the ass wake-up call and I find I am now all over the place and out of control and confidence....so...for whatever gluttonous reason for punishment lurking in me, I am going to pick up the pieces and keep pushing forth. Who am I to limit myself?
In 2 weeks I head out to LA with some of my fellow actors to do Betrayed at the LA Theatre Works. I am hoping to set up some meetings at the same time and start laying some kind of groundwork out there.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
I've Got to Clean out the Closet
Got a bug the other day and decided to re-design the site to get rid of some generic boxiness.
But that is always a headache since I use a third party program for blogging and have to reverse engineer it to fit into my own design. So while the main parts of the site look fine (for the most part) I need to tinker with the blog a bit. So pardon da dust.
But that is always a headache since I use a third party program for blogging and have to reverse engineer it to fit into my own design. So while the main parts of the site look fine (for the most part) I need to tinker with the blog a bit. So pardon da dust.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Change Come Fast, and Change Slow, But Change Come
Ah....one more day and Obama officially takes office. I cannot express how thankful I am to have become a citizen just in time for my first vote in the most important election of my lifetime. Felt and feels good.
The last two months have been hectic, which is good, but I have neglected updating the blog (for the one or two people who keep up).
Right before Christmas I completed a triumvirate of shows. I played one of two leads in Bill Quigley's Now Boarding which ran for two sold-out weeks at the HB Studios. Great writing, great piece.
I was invited to participate in the 52nd Street Project's latest collection of student written works, and I have to say I was really impressed by the whole thing. If anyone ever gets asked to do it, DO IT. It was an amazing experience and I found myself in awe of the company I got to keep. I just looking from side to side thinking: Um, I've see you in movies, you on TV, you on Broadway. The staff was incredibly nice and completely professional. It is something I would definitely do again.
The last thing before I headed home for a week was a private industry reading of a musical called Caravan Man. It's basically Godspell/JCS for Brown folk :) It's about the prophet Mohammed and how he comes to be a prophet and save his people. I played...Mohammed. And while I did have a little bit of trepidation about the subject matter, any concerns I had were completely obliterated thanks to an amazing script and some of the most difficult, but fulfilling, music I have ever had the lucky chance to sing. Though it only lasted for two days, it was completely amazing. The cast were top notch, the director was incredible, the playwright and composer, brilliant. I truly hope the show gets picked up because I think it's time for a piece like this to be done if for no other reason but to remove the stigma and culture of fear about a religion that is no different than any other one. The beauty of the show is that it deals with problems, relationships, and people and does NOT focus on religion and proselytizing. Truly...an amazing moment for me.
I spent a much needed rest at home in Florida for a week and ended up having the time of life reconnecting with friends from my past and being reminded of how many incredible people are in my life and have been in my life only to return years later. The last month has been filled with friends from high school tracking me down and I am thrilled to reconnect with all of the. I loved, and still love, these people for saving my sanity when I was a newcomer to this country. I carry a piece of them with me everyday.
I just recently came back from a sold out performance of Betrayed at the Kennedy Center in D.C., hosted by Sara Jessica Parker (that woman could not look any more gorgeous in real life) and Matt Dillon through Refugees International. It was surreal gathering the original cast back together and rehearsing the show and finding new moments. We had, what I think, was our best show ever and the immediate and rousing applause and standing ovation at the end was a true testament to an amazingly salient play that picks no sides and makes you think.
God forbid a piece of theatre makes an audience think.
I was enthralled by the history and the monuments, walking up and down the mall, and seeing geese for the first time (who knew they pooped so much and in such large sizes). The best part of the three days was meeting with recently arrived Iraqi refugees. They are truly inspirational.
The show is not dead as I head to LA next month with Waleed to do the show with Eric Stoltz. There is talks of a short Middle East tour. We do the show at Williams College in April. Whispers of a movie. And at some point, I hope to god the show gets another mounting on a big stage in the city.
Until then,I am nursing a cold, a sore shoulder from taking a spill on the sidewalk when it was iced over (it was bad), and auditioning like a mad man. Things seem to be going well as I am being called in for big projects and lead roles, but I am suffering from second best syndrome wherein it comes down to me and another actor and I lose out. This has happened so far on three shows and two TV series...I need to figure out what it is I am NOT doing so I can sidle up into the first position and book the job.
And, finally, kudos to my high school friend David Blue who landed one of the roles in the new Stargate Series. From Moonlight to Ugly Betty to this. Now that's a fast rise.
The last two months have been hectic, which is good, but I have neglected updating the blog (for the one or two people who keep up).
Right before Christmas I completed a triumvirate of shows. I played one of two leads in Bill Quigley's Now Boarding which ran for two sold-out weeks at the HB Studios. Great writing, great piece.
I was invited to participate in the 52nd Street Project's latest collection of student written works, and I have to say I was really impressed by the whole thing. If anyone ever gets asked to do it, DO IT. It was an amazing experience and I found myself in awe of the company I got to keep. I just looking from side to side thinking: Um, I've see you in movies, you on TV, you on Broadway. The staff was incredibly nice and completely professional. It is something I would definitely do again.
The last thing before I headed home for a week was a private industry reading of a musical called Caravan Man. It's basically Godspell/JCS for Brown folk :) It's about the prophet Mohammed and how he comes to be a prophet and save his people. I played...Mohammed. And while I did have a little bit of trepidation about the subject matter, any concerns I had were completely obliterated thanks to an amazing script and some of the most difficult, but fulfilling, music I have ever had the lucky chance to sing. Though it only lasted for two days, it was completely amazing. The cast were top notch, the director was incredible, the playwright and composer, brilliant. I truly hope the show gets picked up because I think it's time for a piece like this to be done if for no other reason but to remove the stigma and culture of fear about a religion that is no different than any other one. The beauty of the show is that it deals with problems, relationships, and people and does NOT focus on religion and proselytizing. Truly...an amazing moment for me.
I spent a much needed rest at home in Florida for a week and ended up having the time of life reconnecting with friends from my past and being reminded of how many incredible people are in my life and have been in my life only to return years later. The last month has been filled with friends from high school tracking me down and I am thrilled to reconnect with all of the. I loved, and still love, these people for saving my sanity when I was a newcomer to this country. I carry a piece of them with me everyday.
I just recently came back from a sold out performance of Betrayed at the Kennedy Center in D.C., hosted by Sara Jessica Parker (that woman could not look any more gorgeous in real life) and Matt Dillon through Refugees International. It was surreal gathering the original cast back together and rehearsing the show and finding new moments. We had, what I think, was our best show ever and the immediate and rousing applause and standing ovation at the end was a true testament to an amazingly salient play that picks no sides and makes you think.
God forbid a piece of theatre makes an audience think.
I was enthralled by the history and the monuments, walking up and down the mall, and seeing geese for the first time (who knew they pooped so much and in such large sizes). The best part of the three days was meeting with recently arrived Iraqi refugees. They are truly inspirational.
The show is not dead as I head to LA next month with Waleed to do the show with Eric Stoltz. There is talks of a short Middle East tour. We do the show at Williams College in April. Whispers of a movie. And at some point, I hope to god the show gets another mounting on a big stage in the city.
Until then,I am nursing a cold, a sore shoulder from taking a spill on the sidewalk when it was iced over (it was bad), and auditioning like a mad man. Things seem to be going well as I am being called in for big projects and lead roles, but I am suffering from second best syndrome wherein it comes down to me and another actor and I lose out. This has happened so far on three shows and two TV series...I need to figure out what it is I am NOT doing so I can sidle up into the first position and book the job.
And, finally, kudos to my high school friend David Blue who landed one of the roles in the new Stargate Series. From Moonlight to Ugly Betty to this. Now that's a fast rise.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
It's Turkey Lurkey Time
Like you expected something else for this day...
Well, true to form for the universe, the second I start wanting to run from M.T. I get the offer to do the Caravan Man reading.
Sigh...and I sigh because I wish I could slap the crap out of the universe some days. Audition went well today. The creative team, the ones I met, were incredibly nice and seem like the kind of people I would enjoy the hell out of working with. Listened to other portions of the score and LOVE it as I knew I would. So not pastiche-y and stereotypical for a musical of this topic. And the writing from the one scene I had was uber-solid. So to say I am excited, thrilled, and honored to be a part of this is an understatement.
However, true to form again for the universe, I was slammed with the actor's "good-bad problem." This has happened to me REPEATEDLY since I got to the city - where I will be offered multiple projects that coincide with one another, thus forcing me to choose between one great project and another. In this case, the reading of the musical overlaps with one of the performances of Boarding Now. Now, dumbass me should have checked on the dates beforehand and asked what they were in the first place (even I have my moments). So needless to say I was thrown into a tailspin of panic.
HOWEVER, not true to form for the universe, it looks like I can do both with no problem as Boarding Now is the last in an evening of 13 pieces which begin at 8 and the reading starts at 7. Both venues happen to be parallel to each other but across town, which is ok. I just have to run my ass over to the other side of town for the performance.
Mind you, all this in the middle of rehearsing for 52nd St. and doing THOSE shows. It's amazing that I don't drink daily or bake my mind beyond recognition (thank God I don't have either of those vices). BUT, I LOVE these kinds of overworked moments. Having done double duty during Betrayed for a month (while I was sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection) I know I am more than able to handle it. I am a confirmed sucker for new work, creating work, and overworking myself.
I can rest when I die.
So, yeah, I am thankful the universe, despite its torturous moments, decided to me nice to me for a while.
Happy Thanksgiving to all. Thank someone in your life today.
Well, true to form for the universe, the second I start wanting to run from M.T. I get the offer to do the Caravan Man reading.
Sigh...and I sigh because I wish I could slap the crap out of the universe some days. Audition went well today. The creative team, the ones I met, were incredibly nice and seem like the kind of people I would enjoy the hell out of working with. Listened to other portions of the score and LOVE it as I knew I would. So not pastiche-y and stereotypical for a musical of this topic. And the writing from the one scene I had was uber-solid. So to say I am excited, thrilled, and honored to be a part of this is an understatement.
However, true to form again for the universe, I was slammed with the actor's "good-bad problem." This has happened to me REPEATEDLY since I got to the city - where I will be offered multiple projects that coincide with one another, thus forcing me to choose between one great project and another. In this case, the reading of the musical overlaps with one of the performances of Boarding Now. Now, dumbass me should have checked on the dates beforehand and asked what they were in the first place (even I have my moments). So needless to say I was thrown into a tailspin of panic.
HOWEVER, not true to form for the universe, it looks like I can do both with no problem as Boarding Now is the last in an evening of 13 pieces which begin at 8 and the reading starts at 7. Both venues happen to be parallel to each other but across town, which is ok. I just have to run my ass over to the other side of town for the performance.
Mind you, all this in the middle of rehearsing for 52nd St. and doing THOSE shows. It's amazing that I don't drink daily or bake my mind beyond recognition (thank God I don't have either of those vices). BUT, I LOVE these kinds of overworked moments. Having done double duty during Betrayed for a month (while I was sick with bronchitis and a sinus infection) I know I am more than able to handle it. I am a confirmed sucker for new work, creating work, and overworking myself.
I can rest when I die.
So, yeah, I am thankful the universe, despite its torturous moments, decided to me nice to me for a while.
Happy Thanksgiving to all. Thank someone in your life today.
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