Tuesday, January 20, 2015

MLK Weekend Part 2: NYU Artstic Review

So, immediately post-Emerson I hopped on the Megabus to NYC! It was supposed to leave at 3 but it was delayed so they offered to put me on the 2:00 which ended up leaving at 3 anyway. Whew! 5 hours in a crowded bus is a long time but I got there on time and made it to my cousin's apartment in Brooklyn. I had all of Monday free, so I met a friend and we went to Zabar's and Levain Bakery, and checked out the NYU area. I rushed La Boheme at the Met and it was lovely! The next morning I went right to the audition. I got super lost on the subway and ended up taking a cab from Union Square so I could get there early (it's so close! It was like $5). I got there at 8:45 and they started right at 9. I chatted with a bunch of super nice people. Also, you know how they say to be as nice as possible to everyone on the campus? That is REAL. I was warming up in the bathroom and the song evaluator came in and I smiled and chatted with her, totally not knowing she would watch my audition. The same thing happened when I passed the monologue guy in the hall. Anyway, the info session was done by the head of the drama department and he is super great. I had gone to an info session at NYU last spring and all the same stuff was said. Again, I asked some pretty specific questions about options after the first two years of primary training. NYU is so cool. If only I could get in/afford it. Sigh.
The kids were once again brought to a different floor than the parents and split into 4 groups of 4 for MT and acting. They let you audition for both, which I did. My group was acting, then singing, then dancing.
I was one of the first to go for monologues, and they went really well. I was very honest (I almost cried at the end of my first one and had to pull it together oooop). The adjudicator was so so nice. He worked with me on one of them (told me to do it like I was at a fancy restaurant) and asked me a lot of questions. It was a great interview. I was super candid about my interests, and why I want to go to NYU, etc. Some questions asked were "why NYU?" (I said academic structure--actually, I said "at first i wanted a conservatory but then I asked myself, am I done learning about other stuff? HELL no! (Oops)--as well as freedom to choose training and minor in producing), "what studios are you interested in?" (I said Meisner because I've never been trained in it and Experimental Theatre Wing because of my interest in new work as an actor and producer), "what do you like to do in your free time?" (Alpine skiing and reading autobiographies, plus my job)...he was like "you have a LOT of interests" and I was like "lol yeah" and he was like "no that's good" and I was like "well I think it's so important to be educated as a person in order to be a good actor like I said" and he was like "awesome that's what we are about" and I was like "I know woohoo I love this school see ya" and I left.
Then for singing I was kinda nervous but when I gave the accompanist my songs he was like "these are awesome song choices!" And that put me at ease. The song adjudicator lady asked me my vpice type (I said soprano but still working on the middle) and how long I had taken voice (I said 3 years because saying 6 would have made me look worse). Again, the uptempo went great and the ballad was meh. The evaluator was very nice and she said "it seemed like you were connected to the first song, were you getting caught up in the singing?" And I was like "lol yeah" but she said don't worry about it and so I didn't and it went a lot better.
And then we had the dance call. I do not dread dance calls because I love them and think they are a blast. This one was not. It was hard and it was the dreaded Fosse. I mean, it was taught absurdly fast. ABSURDLY. We were the biggest mess. It was pretty much a disaster. Thank God they also consider you for acting studios!
I'm still in love with NYU, although not so much just NSB. It was a fantastic day. Except for the dance call. Then I bought myself socks and falafel and went home.

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