When it rains it pours – since I’ve been in the city of Lost Angels, I’ve gotten calls from the top three commercial casting agents in NYC.
What, what, what!?!
One needed me at an immediate audition for a national, principal, on-camera commercial and the others, updating their files wanting to confirm they had my most recent headshot and resume…
Of course, I didn’t make it to the audition, I was 3000 miles away from 23rd Street between 5th & 6th Aves, but after giving my reasons for not being able to attend, that particular CD seemd even more excited to have me in her files and made me promise to call the moment I returned to NYC.
CD #2 called to tell me they loved my new headshot and wanted to confirm I was SAG, he then mad a joke that he’d gaind all the weight I’d lost. “You’re where?” he asked.
“I’m in LA rehearsing for my cruise ship gig.”
“You sing?”
mmm…
“Yes, I do.”
“Vinnie, why didn’t I know that, have I ever seen you sing?”
“No, I don’t think so.” I lied. It was better to let him think he’d never heard me sing then to remind him he had, three times…
The third CD, called just a moment ago – prompting this post – another “up-dating files” call and again a similar reaction to what I was currently involved with and again seemed surprised I could sing, updated my union status and made me promise to send my new headshot – they had my old “fat-Vinnie” headshot – via email, tomorrow and call as soon as I was back in NYC.
Maybe I should’ve looked for out-of-town work a little harder… who knew all it took to get called-in was not being available?
WOW! Sounds like you are HOT! sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst!
It’s sorta like going to the bathroom, or having a smoke while you are waiting for dinner. As soon as you get up, they bring the food
@ Suzie – I’m on fire!
@ 2i’s – I think that’s more murphy’s law…