Raced the sun today to see who would rise from their slumber first. The sun lost.
It's a disquieting feeling to be walking around Herald Square at 5:30am, because it's probably one of the only times that the city is almost completely devoid of noise and commotion. All was so still that I could hear the leaves of newspaper as they brushed across the asphalt on the morning wind.
I thought I was pretty early to the CATS Singing audition this morning, but there were definitely thirty people ahead of me already on the list by 6am. Can't complain though - it's a vast improvement from last week's South Pacific call! I traipsed into the South Pac singing call (which was ladies only, as opposed to today's coed line-up) at 7:30am. Silly me to think that arriving before 8am for an 11am call was a reasonable decision... Hilarity ensued when I signed up to find that I would be #328 that day(!!!).
Though today's accompanist was uncharacteristically late - an entire hour late, actually - the call was otherwise seamless. I got to watch the sun come up through 12th story windows, and then sang my heart out to Macavity from the Cats score.
My dream role is the brassy belter, Bombalurina, who saunters in around 2:32 on this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XV6e65konHs
Going back tomorrow to dance. Fingers crossed!!!
Hugs,
A Broadway Baby
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