Monday, 25 July 2016

I Just Didn't Have It...


                                         Me and my shadow, apparently...

  You know how when someone doesn't get a role it always seems to be in spite of the fact that the director said he loved them, as did the producer, the stage manager, the actor they read with, the understudy to the actor they read with, the head of running wardrobe, box office, chief usherette, foyer book stall attendant and the two Guildhall freshers watching the auditions for experience? Well...
  Years ago, before my voice finally sank to bass-baritone, I was being considered for the role of Albert Herring.  I didn't get it. The director thought that it would have suited me vocally, but Albert is a virginal innocent.  
  'You're too apparently the lived in, been round the block a number of times, tart with a heart, Iestyn.'
  Actually, I was relieved -  Albert has to hiccup on a top c flat!

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