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Audition horror stories, from the cast of A Chorus Line


A Chorus Line “offers a unique glimpse into the life of theater and into the business of show business. Trust me, its the real deal,” says director Keith Cromwell. So, in the spirit of pulling back the curtain on some of the challenges actors face to get a role, members of our own Chorus Line cast are sharing their personal tales of auditions gone-awry:


When I was living in NYC, I went to an open call for a children's theatre. Upon our arrival, they asked us to pick out a monologue spoofing the classic fairytale character that we thought best fit our "type." All the girls were picking Cinderella's sarcastic monologue to the prince and getting laughs galore. I figured I wasn't really the princess type anyhow, so I'd set myself apart by doing the evil-plotting Wicked Witch of the West.

I wanted to embrace the horrific writing of the monologue to my best ability and decided to go big or go home. With a voice loud enough for the entire building to hear, and with some pretty intense Margaret Hamilton impersonations, I went all out.

Not a single laugh from the auditors. So I went even bigger.

It was getting worse by the sentence and still, no laugh and no cut off. After embarrassing myself thoroughly, a polite, "Thank you very much. We won't need to see anything more from you."

Go big? Check. Go home? Check.

-Mia Crivello (Bebe)
My story has to do with an A Chorus Line audition itself. I had never done any tap dance in my entire life prior to the audition, so imagine the horror I felt when we were asked to do a tap routine. I had no idea what "flaps," "toe-heel," or "shuffles" were, and several times I was ready to walk out on the audition.

A friend who was also auditioning told me to just fake it, so I did... BIG TIME. I shuffled and stomped my feet the best I could, following the tap rhythm made by fellow auditioners.

Well, I must have done a pretty good job because I got a callback to read for Connie, who is supposed to be bad at tapping. So now when you see me tapping very badly on stage, know that it's not acting – tapping REALLY is not my strongest point.

-Amy Philips (Connie)
I was called back for a regional production of Beauty and the Beast. They said they needed to see us "move." Thinking it would probably consist of some step touches and other simple choreography, I showed up just a few minutes early.

There were only four guys at the callback. It turned out the choreographer was a veteran of the Broadway company of Movin' Out, who considered three barrel turn leaps in a row "not too dance-y." So, without warming up, I began. On the third leap, I saw myself in the mirror and thought: "That's odd...I shouldn't be able to see myself at this moment." Walking out of the audition studio, I drew two conclusions: 1) I'd made a fool of myself, and 2) my back felt a little funny.

As the afternoon went on, my back felt funnier and funnier. When I got home I decided to stretch to work out whatever kink I'd developed in my back. I bent over, touched the floor and then went to stand back up...but couldn't.

I couldn't stand up; a 90-degree angle was the best I could do. I got down on the floor, laid on my back and stayed there for the next nine hours. In excruciating pain, I crawled to bed, where I stayed for the next three days. Fortunately, my doctor was able to write me some prescriptions for pain and muscle relaxation, (without which I would not have been able to start rehearsals to play Cosmo in Singin' in the Rain one week later).

To this day, every so often I get a pain across the middle of my back exactly where I did on those fateful few days.

All for a job I never booked.

-Colin Pritchard (Bobby)
I was in NYC auditioning for a show. I had a great singing audition and the team invited me to come back and dance. I asked them what style of dance, and they said, "oh just a fun and simple jazz combination." Great, I thought!

So I came back the next day ready to pull out my jazz hands and shimmer fingers. Well, little did I know that this "simple jazz combination" was actually going to be a Pop and Lock combo. You know, the robot? Yup, that was the dance combination. So here I am, this petite All-American girl trying to find her inner Hip Hop soul. Needless to say that I looked RIDICULOUS. I didn't book that one.

-Lisa Schale (Maggie)

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