I sort of get the feeling I feel asleep and woke up half through November because Winter has definitely arrived and its almost December already! Don’t get me wrong, I love this time of year, it just seems to have crept up on me like a rather cruel surprise.
Apologies for my blogging absence - Ben Hur has taken me to Munich and Zurich in recent weeks, and then dropped me back in London with a thud, having ‘postponed’ the rest of the tour dates for November, December and January until 2010. Now, I don’t want to harp on about this too much, mainly because it’ll bore you but also because I’m likely to get into trouble, but what I must say, is it is a huge shame for such a hard working cast who have already gone above and beyond the usual actor duties to be treated in this way. The jury is still out as to what happens next with the tour - the company are hoping the full cast will return in January. After 2 months off. At Christmas. Hmmm… we shall see.
On a lighter, much more joyous note, The Stage this week revealed plans for London’s very own Fringe Festival. About time! This is long overdue and will hopefully prove to be a huge success. My one concern is the obvious problem of attempting to rival Edinburgh. The Scottish theatrical highlight has grown over many years to what it is today, can we Southern folk create something to match the intimate, hap-hazard, bustling nature of the most famous Fringe festival in the world? I’m not too sure we can match it just yet, but the opportunity for performers to showcase work in the theatrical hub of London is unquestionably a marvellous thing.
So its back to the audition rounds for me come new year. Crikey. It’s always a strange thing going from a long term contract back into the slightly crazed world of rep folders, monologue learning and remembering if Julie has seen you before, or is Ian the pianist that plays deathly slowly? And yet strangely refreshing as well. It reminds you that this job is oh so fickle and success at one audition is balanced out with 2 rejections from first rounds, a recall for a TIE in Scunthorpe, 3 no replies to job applications you don’t really want anyway and then a final no to the advert casting where you had to spin around like you were drilling though the floor and then grin insanely as you wave frantically at the camera - although to be fair, I’m sure that would’ve been a fun way to spend a morning regardless.
Welcome to Phillip and Gemma, our new Grads Club bloggers - looking forward to hearing about everything you get up to. Fate has dealt me a remarkably chipper hand since we finished Hur, and so have some odd jobs which will keep me in festive cheer over Christmas until I’m back with NYT in January. I will keep you posted.
Joy and hoorah to all!