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26 Jul 2008 - 11:52:02 pm
Oliver!

Well, I suppose that this story can be started just as well from the middle. I decided to audition for the play "Oliver!". Why the play has an exclaimation point in it, I will never know. I thought that it couldn't be a half bad idea to try out for it. I had a few reasonas for doing so:

First off, it's children's theatere. It can't be THAT hard to get a lead role? Can it?
Second, I've got the hair for the part I want, all of you who know me, know that.
Thaid, well, there is no third, but this list looks important, so I will keep it. Besides, it's almost one in the morning, I'm too- too- somehting I don't know the word for, to bother changing it.

One of the tags for this post is NBP. That stands for New Blue Parrot, that's the name of the theatere company I'm doing this play with. Man, I can just see how that name got started. In the NBP children's theatere (they do community theatere too) people ages 7-18/19 audition and all get parts. Then again, a tree is considered a part. I came in to the auditions slightly nervus, I'll admit. But it helped that I smothered it with a nice dose of my big, fat, ego. I suffer from an enlarged ego. A terrible condition. I did wind up singing pretty well, shame that I missed two lines of my song. I looked like an idiot. I did get callbacks, though. That meant I was saved from treedom.  Yay! I got callbacks for:

Mr. Sowerberry: A tall, skinny, drunken, cruel, old, undertaker.
-and-
The Artful Dodger: A short...healthy, sober, kindish, young, theif-kid.

Exact opposites! What were they thinking? Isn't it kind of a one-or-another situation? Anyway, I got a sheet for each and memorized two pages and a song for each. I was the best sowerberry when it came time to do it in front of everyone and either second-best or best of the dodgers. I got picked to be dodger, the part I'd wanted all along!  Yay! I am now memorizing all of dodger's parts for the whole play. We go off book in 3-4 weeks and have only a few weeks after that before the real deal. I can't wait. I will reply with some of the lyrics to the songs in the play.

Spencer
2008-07-26

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Comment from: fireflare77 [ Member ] Website
Food, Glorious Food:

Is it worth the waiting for,
If we live till eighty-four,
All we ever get is,
GRUEL,
Everyday we say a prayer,
Will they change the bill of fare,
still we get the same old
GRUEL

There's not a crust,
Not a crumb can we find,
Can we beg can we borrow or cadge,
But there's nothing to stop us from getting a thrill,
when we all close our eyes and imagine.

Food, glorious food,
Hot sausage and mustard,
While we're in the mood,
Cold jelly and custard,
Pease pudding and saveloys,
What next? Is the question,
Rich gentlemen have it, boys
In dye-ges-ti-on!

Food, glorious food,
We're anxious to try it,
Three banquets a day,
Our favourite diet!
Just picture a great big steak,
Fried, roasted or stewed,
Oh! Food, wonderful food, marvellous food, glorious food

Food, glorious food,
what is there more handsom
gulped swallowed or chewed,
still worth a king's RANDSOM,

what is it we dream about,
what brings on a sigh,
piled peaches and cream about,
six feet HIGH

food, glorious food,
eat right through the menu,
just loosen your belt
two inches and then you,
work up a new appetite,
in this interlude
then, food, once again, food, fabulous, food, glorious food,

food, glorious food,
don't care what it looks like,
burned underdone crude,
don't care what the cook's like,
just thinking of growing fat,
our senses go reeling,
one moment of knowing that,
full up FEELING

food, glorious food,
what wouldn't we give for
that extra bit more,
that's all that we live for
why should we be fated,
to do nothing but brude,
oh food, magical, food, wonderful, food, marvellous, food,
fabulous, food, beautiful, food, glorious food!


I shall scream:

[WIDOW CORNEY (spoken)]
You're a cruel man.
And a hardhearted man besides.

[MR. BUMBLE(spoken)]
Hardhearted, Mrs. Corney? Hard?
Are you hardhearted, Mrs. Corney?

[WIDOW CORNEY (spoken)]
Dear me! What a curious question coming
from a single man.
What can you want to know
for, Mr. Bumble? Mr. Bumble, I shall scream!

[MR. BUMBLE]
No you wouldn't, heigh ho.
If I wanted something special,
Then you couldn't say "no".
Did I nearly catch you smiling?
Yes I did. And it's beguiling.
If you hand is close, I'll press it.
Yes, you like it -- come confess it!
Yes, you do...

[WIDOW CORNEY]
No, I don't.

[MR. BUBLE]
Yes, you do!

[WIDOW CORNEY]
I shall scream! I shall scream!
'Til they hasten to my rescue, I shall scream.

[MR. BUMBLE]
Since there's nobody that's near us
Who cold see us. or could hear us?
If you ask you can I kiss you
Say what will my pretty miss do?

[WIDOW CORNEY]
I shall scream, scream, scream!

[MR. BUMBLE]
If I pinch you one pinch --
From you shy protective shell
Can I un-inch you one inch?
Will my blinthesome, buxum beauty
Let her suitor do his duty?
Tho' his lap ain't very large, dear
Sit upon it -- There's no charge, dear.
Will you sit?

[WIDOW CORNEY]
No, I shan't

[MR. BUMBLE]
Will you sit?

[WIDOW BUMBLE]
I shall scream! I shall scream!
For the safety of my virtue I shall sream
Tho' your knee is rather cosy,
See my cheeks are getting rosy.
You would have me in your power.
If I sat here for an hour...

[MR. BUMBLE]
I shall scream, scream, scream!

[WIDOW CORNEY]
You're a naughty bad man.
If you think I can't be proper,
Prim and haughty -- I can
And you'll pardon if I mention
You must state your true intention.

[MR. BUMBLE]
Is there not another room here?

[WIDOW CORNEY]
No!

[MR. BUMBLE]
If there would be a bride and groom here --- would there be?

[WIDOW CORNEY]
Well there might.

[MR. BUMBLE]
We shall see.

[WIDOW CORNEY]
I shall scream! I shall scream!
At the thought of what you're thinking, I shall scream!

[MR. BUMBLE]
You will wonder where the scream went
When we ome to an agreement
As my lovey-dovey is chubby
Could she love a chubby hubby?

[WIDOW CORNEY]
I shall scream, Mr. Bumble!
I shall scream, Bumble-Wumble!
I shall scream, scream, scream!
   2008-07-27 @ 12:02:20 am

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