Both Sides of the Desk

It has been educational running the auditions for Rabbit Island. I will always identify as an actor first. Even if I was stricken with ALS and couldn’t talk or move, I’d still see myself as an actor. Most of my closest friends are actors. I’ve had some of my most important and profoundly human experiences working or just being around actors. But being exposed to more of them, I can see why people aren’t so crazy about them. And why people had weird reactions to me when I’ve admitted to being an actor.

Usually, I either work as a solo performer or with people I know from previous projects. Aimee and I thought it would be prudent to post a notice for this play in a few places thinking we might hear from a hundred or so interested people. You can read the actual character breakdown in my last post. In a nutshell, we were looking for 5 actors to do a 60-minute play for 5 performances in the Frigid Festival. There would be about 70 hours of rehearsal and we are paying a $200 stipend for the rehearsals and run.

First, we sent emails to actors we know and think are good for this project. That was to maybe a dozen or so people. We only heard back from half. Why would you not even respond to a polite and complimentary email offering you a job, even if you aren’t interested or are too busy? Maybe the emails went to spam folders or they are dealing with something time consuming and difficult or maybe we aren’t on as good of terms with those actors as I thought. At every turn, I tried to think the better of why someone would flake or do something weird.

No matter, we pressed on. Aimee posted the breakdown on Actors First New York and Actors Access. From the former, we received 30 or so requests. From the latter, we had over 1600 submissions. Over 650 were for the female role who is in her late 20s to mid-30s. 400 plus were for the female who is mid-20s to early 30s. The two male roles only had 300 or so combined. The rest were for the any age/any type role. Even though some actresses submitted for 2 or even 3 roles, we still had over 1600.

How did we weed them down? Aimee took the first pass. She is the director so her say is weighted more than mine. After writing the play and trimming it down, my job is mostly to throw in my two cents now and then but to know when I’m getting too close to stepping over the line. I went through and pulled a few people but most of them were her picks. She looked at their work online. Photos, websites, reviews, videos, etc. People who did not present well online were not considered.

There were a couple submissions by people I know who are good but not right for this. It was good to see their faces pop up. Hopefully something else in the future will come together.

There were many, many people who were submitting just to submit. I will write about this now openly and honestly without too much fear of reprisal as my blog page views were barely above triple digits since the breakdown was posted. This says to me the actors were mostly reflex submitting and not doing any due diligence on the play or the people working on it. In all fairness, it is only a small downtown project. On the other hand, actors should be smarter and know what they are getting themselves involved in. Just put my name or Aimee’s name into a search engine and you’ll find all sorts of stuff about our work. Then ask yourself if you want to work with us. There are a lot of people out there who do good work but what they do isn’t a good fit for me.

It was not hard to skip over the crazy or those not serious about their craft out of the 1600. If a guy is pointing a gun into the lens of the camera for his profile pic, we will not call him or her in for an audition. If someone is using a picture in a bar, we will not call him or her in either. Mostly we had professional looking pictures and most actors had good to pretty great credits. These roles actually require actors with good training and serious comedic acting skills.

Most also did not have their email or cell numbers on their AA profile. This made it hard to reach to them. For a couple, it meant not being called in because it was too much trouble. If you have a website, have some way of reaching you on it. There isn’t much point of having a website if someone can’t reach you to offer you an audition from it.

A lot of people are putting notes with their submissions. Most were “I’m this kind of actor who has done this and this and this so I’d be great to play Karen.” This was well and good but usually didn’t put people over. I can read your training and credits and know what you can do. Much worse were the notes that read “Think of a blend of this actress and that actress.” I can’t begin to give two blended shits. Forge your own style and personality. Something about either of those gave me an uneasy feeling like this person would be kind of difficult. This kind of project will require the actors to roll up their sleeves and work. Those notes made me think they wouldn’t want to put in too much because there isn’t a guaranteed easy path to fame with this project. Everyone will be treated fairly and professionally and probably better than on most indie projects based on my personal experience but Wonka wrappers will not be handed out. Lots of respect and challenging work that should resonate with the audiences though.

The notes that did make me look closer at certain people were more geared towards the project. “This role sounds too much like me” or “this is intriguing” or “not sure what this is but it struck a chord with me.” Those notes tipped me that these are thoughtful people who might work more for the good of the project rather than making themselves look good. I write to give actors something to sink their teeth into as much as tell a good story. I think messages sent along these lines tipped me that this might be an actor who is responsive to good material and will do something with it by digging into it. These would not be people waiting for things to be told to them or grind the rehearsals to a stop so they can get over their fear enough to get into it.

If you date someone and then can’t bring yourself to speak to that person after a break-up, don’t submit yourself for a project they are working on. That is a crap-tastic way to try to make amends. Do that in real life first. I hope the economy improves soon so things like this don’t have to happen too often.

Getting the Karens down to the 6 we called in wasn’t easy. Other characters were easier. We had 25 to 30 we were going to see, which is more than plenty. Several did not show up on the day of the auditions due to illness, other conflicting jobs, or a rehearsal that was running long. It was also a really pretty day so it would be easy not to go to the audition. One person in the room admitted as much to me, saying she was thinking of not coming in but thought the sides were too good to pass up. I appreciated the candor slightly, mostly I was shocked she would say this. One guy couldn’t make it because of train malfunction and a rehearsal. He tried really hard it seemed from his emails and really was interested. We would keep him in mind for the future. The others were a little shady. To suddenly have a job in the winter on a Sunday morning in early October…shady. But I tried to think the best and dismissed it. I probably won’t call that actor for anything else though.

The people we called in were very prepared, though the people we didn’t know personally were slightly more prepared overall. The greater majority of the people we saw are people with whom we would want to work. Really at this point it’s about getting the right mix of people because it’s an ensemble piece. It was really tough but I decided not to play the role I wrote for myself. That’s how serious we are about this.

Audition for Rabbit Island

Rabbit Island Breakdowns

We were pushing 900 submissions as of noon today, but in case you missed this…

Elephant Run District will be holding auditions for the new play Rabbit Island by Chris Harcum (www.chrisharcum.com) to be produced in the 2012 New York Frigid Festival at Under St. Marks and directed by Aimee Todoroff (www.aimeetodoroff.com).

Auditions will be by appointment only on Oct. 9th.

Play Description:
“Alex zig-zags irregular relationships with an erratic therapist, his off-again, on-again girlfriend, an untamed burlesque dancer and The Cleanse. But what more will it take for this verbose Canadian Mime to become a real New Yorker? When life sucks as bad as your mental health, go to Rabbit Island!”

Breakdowns-
Alex: late 20’s-mid 30’s, male- a Canadian Mime searching for meaning, overly nice, passive and eager to please. Actor must have strong physical skills (mime experience helpful but not required). This is a speaking part. Actor strips to underwear. Actor must be willing to delve into scatological subject matter with humor and heart.

Karen: late 20’s-mid 30’s, female- Alex’s off again/on again girlfriend, intelligent and independent but struggling with her own issues of disappointment and self-loathing. Actress must also be able to bring warmth and empathy to scatological situations.

Bob: forties, male- Alex’s unconventional therapist, off beat with questionable motives, Bob likes to play power games with his clients and always seems to have something up his sleeve.

Barbara: mid 20’s-early 30’s, female- a manic commercial actress and part time burlesque dancer and roller derby girl, she is impulsive, damaged and needs to challenge the people around her. Actress will not need to perform burlesque.

The Assistant: Can be male or female, any age, The Assistant creates the world of the play by manipulating the set & other actors. This is a non-speaking but vital role with a lot of stage time. He/She will dictate the pace and tone of the entire production- Magic, Burlesque, Clowning or similar skill helpful but not required.

Rehearsals will be evenings and weekends, approx. 70 hours mid January to late February for 5 performances in the New York Frigid Festival, Feb. 22- Mar. 4 (www.frigidnewyork.info).

To submit headshots and resumes for consideration, e-mail: elephantrundistrict@gmail.com or find this notice on Actors Access.

AEA Showcase Code- Approval Pending
$200 Stipend

A.D.R. Is H.A.R.D.

Spent most of Sunday with Cyrus, above left, and Joel, the writer and director of a short film titled Patriot at Bergen Beach Studios (Cyrus's living room) overdubbing where sound issues are bad. It isn't easy. You can match the rhythm and pitch of the line, if you're lucky. It's getting the vocal performance to match and synching the overall timing that's a bear.

After a couple of hours of not being able to get 5 measly lines spot on, despair began went through me in waves. If I knew when we shot I'd be in that mess later, I would have performed differently. Maybe I'd've scratched my nose before saying each line. Also, I thought I must have a voice in bad need of an overhaul if I couldn't get it to sound present to a wireless mic pinned to my jacket. There was a lot of wind and, because we were at a market in Chinatown, there was a lot of loud chatter in Chinese off screen.

Turns out the mic I had was bad. Joel had as many problems in the next scene when we switched. I'm curious how the film will be once it's done. It looks pretty good. We shot at some cool locations you can only get in the city. It hinges on me through most of it and I only was privy to part of what the bigger film will be. Hopefully, I'll be interesting enough to make people want to know what happens next.

I don't have as much experience as I'd like on film. Seeing yourself is always a shock. There's one moment shot from over my right shoulder and I look a lot like I've suddenly turned into my dad. Growing up, people would comment all the time how much I didn't resemble him.

At one point, I couldn't help saying, “wow, I'm weird looking.”

Joel kindly said, “you're very watchable.”

Cyrus added, “yeah” as if the truth of all truths had been spoken.

“Which one is it, Cyrus?”

Silence. I see now why on-camera talent starve themselves and get plastic surgery. It's consistent protection. But I guess weird and watchable isn't such a bad thing to be.

This was also an exercise in confronting one of my defense mechanism. I have a type of perfectionism that's a blend of striving for excellence (good) and ripping myself apart before anyone can get to it (bad). The latter is part survival mechanism and part need to please.

The one really unexpected thing is that the extremely cold temperatures while shooting do not translate. It looks like spring. So while we were in real pain, it looks picture perfect. This was the main issue with the shoot and you'd never know it. On the plus side, there were less people out in that bad weather.

I've always wanted a career in independent film. Something that is nearly impossible to achieve or sustain. If nothing else, it was nice to be a tourist in this area. I hope to learn the language a little better and visit again soon.

Oh yeah, that…

I don't have much of a bucket list. I don't a big list of dreams. I do get feelings that I must do certain things before I don't have a chance to do so anymore or I get a mild case of regret.

Each year, I have the intention of seeing the Big Apple Circus when it plops down at Lincoln Center. This year, Aimee and I watched the documentary series on it instead. A good 40% of invites for shows on Facebook pique my interest but I can't follow through because of the work/creation/rehearsal/random obligation tornado that happens each week. And I feel bad. So much so, I've been thinking about making a spreadsheet of shows I've seen and not seen to be accountable to friends and colleagues I respect. Maybe that's going too far.

Last month, Aimee got me to go out on a horse for the first time in my adult life. I have vague memories of riding in a circle atop a horse under extreme supervision. This was different.

We went to the stables out in Brooklyn. Aimee got a feisty horse named Bingo and I got a former race horse named Invisible, pictured above. We went for a guided ride through the park, led by a young woman who said she did 6 rides during the busy days and only 1 or 2 in the winter.

The most stressful part of the ride was crossing the multiple lanes of Ocean Parkway. A fire engine went off and Invisible started to bolt. My guide said he was reacting to my nervousness. While that was irritating, the rest of the ride was enjoyable. Deep in the park, we picked up the pace and I had my first tangible understanding of what horsepower means.

Maybe I should make a bucket list. For some reason, I can only think of kayaking to put on it.

Closing Time

Wound up in a section of the Upper East Side I haven't been in years. Had those reverse deja-vu feelings you get when you know things are different but you can't remember what was there before. There were several of those glass buildings twisting and squating over smaller brownstones. I assume they are designed and made so that eventually the brownstone can be removed and the glass monster can fill in.

Center Stage and the Wings Theater go away this month. I've spent time in both but not as much as others who must ache over this. I know the folks from the Ohio are moving into the Wings but it still is a shame. It's a shame the Ohio had to close too.

The bodega above is on 2nd Ave in the East Village. It was hard to believe when I saw it boarded up. Seems like cell phone stores, nail salons and American Apparel stores are the most likely candidates to slide into the vacant locations.

Aimee and I were hometown tourists last night when we ate at Elaine's, which will close next week. Totally unnecessary on our part but I didn't want another thing go away and wonder what I missed. While we enjoyed it, I am sure we didn't truly experience it.

Some days it feels like everything needs saving. Every email is a request for help. I'm a little numb to it and I feel kinda awful about it.

I know everything changes. They say the road to happiness is accepting this. It's just sometimes the happiness is crappier.

Monologue Madness

I was asked by Edward Daniels, a friend from my University of Virginia days, to travel down to the Warehouse Theater in Washington DC to be a guest judge for Monologue Madness, an acting competition he created. It was a great time. Like the NCAA basketball tournament, this was divided into rounds and the actors competed in pairs until there was a final 4 and then a victor.

It began with a comedy round with 54 actors. Some had placed high enough to go ahead to the next round. They had 1 minute to do their pieces. At 50 seconds, they were given a warning and then the stage manager would call “time” if they went over. The second round, with 32 actors, was dramatic. The third round of 16 was classical. The fourth was a cold read of an Eric Bogosian monologue. The final 4 were given an adjustment to one of their earlier monologues. We scored each 0 to 10, with 10 being the highest.

It went by fast and took less than 4 hours. Even if a piece wasn't well prepared, it was entertaining. The audience was receptive and supportive of everyone. For me, it was nice to see that many actors I didn't know.

Some things about doing audition monologues held true. Never sit in a chair, unless you HAVE to do so, especially when doing comedy. No one wants to see an actor doing their prep. Jump in. Swearing is more common but some things are offensive, no matter what the words are used. And actually working, rehearsing and repeating your piece 200 times gets you further than thinking about your piece.

Some of the most talented people were not as prepared as others and only made it half-way through. A 9-year-old girl made the final 4. I think the people who put in the most hours of rehearsal were the most liberated.

More info: monologuemadness.net.