In other news, the auditions are OVER, thank the lord.
Practically everything about these two sessions fell somewhere between awkward and hideous. This was a classic community theeder turnout. Absolutely classic. I'd be tempted to put it right up there with Waiting for Guffman, but I wouldn't want to insult the movie.
This director is good, there's a good support system at this place, and I'm sure he'll whip the show (The Spitfire Grill) into shape. He's both directing and music directing, and he might call me in at some point to play a few rehearsals while he concentrates on the directing side, and that'll be fine. But oh man, the parade of humanity that passed through...