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For all video auditions:
State your name.
Keep your upper torso as well as the top of your head in frame.
For vocal auditions: Use the accompaniment youtube tracks. We will not accept a cappella singing. Also tell us what vocal role you'll be singing.
Consider watching a JR example of the show found on this website under the "About The Show" tab to understand the character singing and how the song fits into the show.
Before you submit your videos, please check to make sure you can be heard, seen, and it's your best effort! Have fun!
You may choose to sing more than one song but please make sure all song auditions are in one video.
State your name, explain what you're singing, and why you're singing it.
There are accompaniment tracks (use these to sing along with for your audition) and sheet music and guide vocals (use these to practice).
Female Song
Male Song
Female Ensemble
Neutral Ensemble
Female Song
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Male Song
(beginning)
Female Ensemble
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Neutral Ensemble
(starts at 2:15)
Female Song
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Male Song
(beginning - I understand it's a half step off from the guide vocals but this is all I have for now - please do your best)
Female Ensemble
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Neutral Ensemble
(begin at 2:14)
-- Girl --
MY SPECIAL TALENT
They say you find true happiness if you focus on nurturing your special talent. (holds up exacto knife) My special talent is biology. Dissection, to be precise. But for some strange reason people don't think dissection is. . .fun. I mean, when was the last time I got invited to a dissection party? "Hi, Lisa, we're all sleeping over at Kimberly's tomorrow and want you to bring your collection of lizard spleens." (sighs) People act like I'm, you know, weird, just for wanting to get to the heart of the matter. See what's really inside things. Explore the unknown universe of a still-beating salamander heart! But I understand. Science is a lonely calling. (raises blade aloft) And I hear it calling me now.
TIGHT AND DOWN
I take care - good care - of my squad. Cheerleader captain isn't a fluff chore. And I'm not even talking the physical punishment you put your body through. I'm talking keeping your squad motivated, keeping their minds clear, keeping them tight and down with each other. I'm talking maintaining the mental power and purity that comes from knowing their bodies are your body, their dreams are your dreams, their tears are your tears. Because one day, you'll be tested. And you'll find out you don't cheer from your lungs. You cheer from your gut.
IN YOUR FACE
There's this guy in my history class who, like about once a day, gets up in my face, grins like a fool, and mumbles my name, then walks away, giggling. That's it! Is he just a basic wacko, or is this some special form of "guy language mating code" that means he likes me? Am I supposed to be impressed? How do I respond? Giggle back? Kick him in the shin? I have no idea! It's like, once I entered middle school, all the rules changed. I'm a contestant in this bizarro game show where the other players are playing a different game but you're the one who gets the pie in your face. Hey, maybe that's what I'll do. Next time he gets in my face, I'll smush a Twinkie on his nose and see what happens. (giggles) Then he'll have to figure out what I meant by that!
-- Neutral --
ALIEN PLANET
Sure, it's a little scary at times. I mean, what if you were suddenly set down in the middle of a hostile alien planet? You didn't speak the language, didn't eat the food, didn't know the customs - and everybody looked at you like you had three heads and they wanted to chop them off bam-bam-bam! Talk about stress! Talk about panic! Talk about not knowing if you'll be able to survive one more minute of madness and terror! (pause) And, whoa-dang this is only the first day of high school!
A PEOPLE PERSON
When I grow up I'm gonna work in a big office like my dad cause he's a people person! Alllllllll day long he gets your people to talk to his people and their people and everybody's people. People put other people on hold to take his call, and people think about him, and people wonder about what he thinks about their people, and those people tell other people what they think he thinks about their people and about all the other people who think about him all the time because they're his people, or at least they wanna be his people so they can think about him and he can think about them and they will never-never-never not have people thinking about them, because When my dad comes home after work. .. he's too tired to think about me.
RÉSUMÉ
(filling out application) Let's see. Previous job experience and outcomes. Outcomes, hmmm. . . .two months phone sales associate for Frank's Furniture Warehouse (writes) "aided customers in piling up huge, crushing debt" . . . . six weeks stock clerk Midtown Auto Supply - (writes) "improved local air quality by re-routing shipment of truck parts to Buenos Aires". . . .three weeks service rep Psycho-Tech Software (writes) "developed free-range email virus to assist clients in reducing Internet dependence" . . . .two days prep cook Sandy's Snack Shack (writes) "helped diners appreciate value of home cooking" . . . .(raises hand) Excuse me, does "salmonella " have one or two N's?
-- Boy --
TREASURE MAP
Coach said to me, "Dawson, you could be the best in the county, but you live too far deep inside yourself. Sometimes I look at you flailing away out there, I don't know whether it's you I see, or a shadow of you coming up to the surface for a quick breath before diving back under. I gotta have the whole man, good or bad don't matter, long as I know there's no part buried down where I can't find it when the game is on the line. I said, "Coach, if I come across a treasure map with an X-marks-the-spot, I'll let you know."
ROCK ON
(strums guitar) Powwwwww! Yeh, rock on! Man, my parents keep buggin me about my music. Just cause the songs are all about death and devils and goin crazy and bein insane. And their point is? When I'm not playing music, it's like I ain't even here. I'm a nobody stuck no place goin nowhere, just a big spazoid stumblin around lost in the dark. A ship driftin on the ocean, every day just blow here and there, always about to smash up and sink and drown, but this guitar - it's my anchor. Sometimes I don't even wanna let go of it. Not to eat, not to sleep, not for nothin. Afraid if I leave it, I'll never find it again. And end up just floatin away.
AFFIRMATIONS
I am a happy, healthy, wholesome, beautiful, positive person. I am a unique and priceless person, coming from a unique and perfect pattern within me. I am an extremely well-liked and pleasing person. I am extremely successful in everything I do and say. I have complete and unconditional worth as a person in this universe. I give myself all the permission I need to do what I know is best. I trust and rely upon my excellent sense of judgement in everything I do. I am the best judge of what is best for me. I am fully competent and capable in everything that I decide to do. (inhales, exhales deeply, then dials phone) Hi, Jennifer, this is Bed Tartley, uh, Ted Bartley. Would you like to pro to the gom with me? No, gom to the pro, pro-prom-go-prom-you-me-Bed-no-Ted-will you go to bed with me - oh, hi, Mrs. Wilinski. Did Jennifer say when she'd be home? Thank You. (hangs up phone, inhales, exhales deeply) I am a happy. healthy, wholesome, beautiful - moron!
Dance Workshop Dates: May 10, 11, and 17 after school from 3:30pm - 4:15pm.
You should only attend ONE workshop.
If you could not make a workshop, the instructional videos are posted below.