RADA: D-day (i.e. the Audition)

So today I had my initial RADA audition in Manchester. First Impressions: The nicest pannel I've had plus the most comfortable that I have felt in any audition so far.
The day panned out as follows:
After arriving at the Royal Exchange Theatre in Manchester - though not before getting hassled by three charity people on the way and getting lost in the Arndale then having a slight panic attack with all the nerves, - with half an hour before the audition. I was a bag of nerves. I was directed to go sit on a couch where a few other's were waiting. They were all very nice. And as we divulged in the social norm of awkward small talk we were called to come into another, smaller room away from the main theatre. I have to admit, even though by this point I was almost vomiting with the nerves now, it was a gorgeous room. You could see the shops outside and the room itself was surrounded by 1930's oak. In here we were given a jug of water and told to fill out two forms. One asking what pieces we were doing and the second asking general details ( I.e. do you have any difficulties (mental/physical) and where else have you applied.)
I was then called up upstairs where I was to wait until I was called in to my audition. I was a couple of minutes later. The panel was made up of a man and a women (who happened to have been in Doctor Who!) and both shook my hand (I never shake peoples hands so I found that part weird). I then sat down and they asked that, as I was 17 what I was doing at A level? They seemed interested that I don't do drama at college and they wanted to know where then, I did I do my acting at. I think they also found it interesting that I was doing Hamlet as well. Well they made an "ohhhh" sound when they read that I was doing it.
So I stood up and did my Hamlet first. It went soundly, it wasn't immaculate but I got across what I wanted to tell.
They I did Port. For this audition I decided to change my planned movement and did it all sitting down (I just thought that getting up and moving about wasn't the natural thing to do.) and not just for the first bit (like the times before). This also went well, much better then I have done in the previous auditions.
Then I sat down in front of them again. By now I was enjoying myself loads. They asked who was my acting idol, when and where I went to see the theatre, where else I had applied and what would I do if I didn't get in drama school this year. They then asked me to confirm that I was again 17 (I found this one interesting as I had said I was beforehand...)
Another shake of the hand and I was allowed to leave.
FREEDOM!
Have celebrated a good audition by buying myself a Starbucks ice latte from Sainsbury's.
Apparently I should receive the result in the post in the next two weeks.
If I am honest with you, if I don't get recalled I won't be too upset as I know I did all that I could.
But now, time to concentrate for the NYT and Italia Conti because they are so close and I don't want to get too laid back 'cause I did one good.
But it means that I am more than half way through my auditioning process!!!!!
BOOM


Cheerio,
Terri ;D

Noel Coward's Private Lives: Review

Hello guys and dolls!
Sorry for not writing in a while, I have been so busy with my drama diploma and my A levels and auditions prep (only two weeks until my RADA and NYT auditions!!!!) Also have been delayed because my useless laptop keeps freezing every time I try and write a post on here, therefore I have had to resort to the bad app that blogger has provided on my phone (so sorry if there are several spelling mistakes.)

Anyway the reason why I'm writing this is because I wanted to talk about the play Private Lives by Noël Coward, which was shown across cinema's nationally last thursday.

The play starred Anna Chancellor and Toby Stephen, both were utterly amazing as the shocking divorce's. Stephen's in particular carried the cocky, 40 something lover sensationally. With both making the chic flat feel like a sensuous love den for the pair, we (the audience) knew that this could not last, and soon the bickering began (ocassionally stopped by "spoondicks" - yes I kid you not, that is what they said.) And down came the raucous fighting and flying of various furniture (blame Anna), that made for cracking visual entertainment.

The same could be said by their co-workers who played the abandoned newly weds, and who turned out to be just as bad (and by bad I mean brilliant) at the bickering as Chancellor and Stephens themselves!

Overall I rate this production 9.5/10 (because as shown in this play, nothing can be perfect.) Oh and my dad, who came to see it with me, seemed to rate it as "bloody good that".

On that note, cheerio!

Terri ;D