Audition Time.

I woke up on time, I have some coffee in me, and my headshots and sheet music are ready to go! But somehow my face and hair are rejecting being covered with product AGAIN, my body does not want to be shoved into panty hose and a dress, and my feet don't want to walk up to 54th Street (or the subway to get to 54th street.) Oh I'm going to this audition...but I can't promise you I'll beat the crowd!