NewIt’s a very exciting day today! I just received an email about OPEN auditions for Annie. I know. I had to hold the scream inside, too. I’ve been waiting 29 YEARS for this moment! I’d almost given up you know. Almost let go of the dream. But maybe this is a lesson, delivered by the sweet hands of destiny. THE WORLD NEEDS ME. IT’S TIME FOR ME TO SHINE!
I am, of course, planning to audition for Annie. I know all the words so it would really be a waste of 29 years spent memorizing the movie and getting my brother to hold the tape recorder up to my mouth while I sang “tomorrow” if I didn’t. And no� of course I’m not going to audition to be Annie (sigh). I’m nearly 30. I know, I can hardly believe it myself. My first thought when I saw the invite was “Oh my gosh, I have to find an orange wig and do it properly”, before I realized that even an amateur dramatic club in the desert, that’s OPEN to anyone, wouldn’t want a slightly sagging office worker (albeit with great faux- hair, more about that next week) prancing about in front of paying attendees, pretending to be 8. That time has passed, sadly.
However, my body and talents have matured and evolved over the years (ahem) and now I feel I am truly ready to embrace instead, the drunken, disheveled and dastardly role of Miss Hannigan.
Unfortunately I just discovered I’m going to be away over the audition weekend. My man is whisking me away for Valentine’s Day, such a lucky little expat am I. So I emailed the admins to see if I can send in an audition tape. It would be such a shame for Dubai to miss out on my talents. Of course, �P’ has the advantage here � he’s convinced the role of Miss Hannigan should be his, and I have to admit, his midnight renditions of “Sign” and “Little Girl” on our living room dancing-rug have been mighty impressive. Some of his moves have left those late night Whopper meals dangling from my lips in awe. But I’ve been in permanent rehearsal for the role since I was ten and I’m darned if he’s going to stop me. If I can’t be there to sabotage his audition in person, I’m left with no choice but to make a video.
Thinking about it some more, I’m not exactly sure how much willing local talent there is in these parts, for this play. It takes a certain skill to step down from the ladder of luxury, dress in rags on a nightly basis and sing songs from a makeshift orphanage. So I’ve suggested to my closest friends that perhaps it might be in my� actually everybody’s� best interest if I simply made a montage of myself in every character, so the panel can decide which role I’m best suited to. My friends have agreed to help me film it. Perhaps in the end, they’ll need my skills for several roles, in which case I could well demand an entire wing of the Madinat for my wardrobe and makeup team. It won’t matter that I can’t really hold a high note for very long either, because the thunderous applause will drown me out.
Being a star in Dubai is going to be quite lovely. I can’t believe it’s taken this long but I think it just goes to show that if you’re REALLY meant to do something, the universe will find a way to make it happen! And if you’re not� well, your flatmate deserves all the glory he can get from dressing up as woman and singing to a roomful of strangers.
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