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**Auditions are open to any 6th Grade through College Aged Students.

 

For the audition, you will need to PREPARE:

  •  a song from a Musical. 

  • a 1-2 minute monologue.

**You may choose your own song or you may audition with the song provided. If you choose your own song, you must provide a background track with the vocals removed. Be sure to listen to the accompaniment and check that it is in the correct key for you. 

If you need an audition song with a track, we have provided one below. The song is "A Whole New World" from Aladdin. You may choose to sing Aladdin or Jasmine's part. You do not need to sing both.

**You can choose your own monologue or use the one of the examples below. You can find many monologues online. It should be 1-2 minutes in length. It can be comedic or dramatic and be from any time period. We are looking for the portrayal of the character and that character's story and reason for expressing this monologue. Dive into the character. Don't just recite memorized words. Acting is showing us a character's thoughts, feelings, emotions, and reactions to different situations. 

 

If you have any questions, please email Mr. Vitanovec directly at rickycrashboxtheatre@gmail.com 

A Whole New World demo track.mp3
00:00 / 02:39
A Whole New World for MALE Soloist.mp3
00:00 / 02:39
A Whole New World for FEMALE Soloist.mp3
00:00 / 02:39

Example Monologue 1

Charlie Brown: 

I think lunchtime is about the worst time of day for me. Always having to sit here alone. Of course, sometimes, mornings aren't so pleasant either. Waking up and wondering if anyone would really miss me if I never got out of bed. Then there's the night, too. Lying there and thinking about all the stupid things I've done during the day. And all those hours in between when I do all those stupid things. Well, lunchtime is among the worst times of the day for me. Well, I guess I'd better see what I've got. Peanut butter. Some psychiatrists say that people who eat peanut butter sandwiches are lonely...I guess they're right. And when you're really lonely, the peanut butter sticks to the roof of your mouth. There's that cute little red-headed girl eating her lunch over there. I wonder what she would do if I went over and asked her if I could sit and have lunch with her?...She'd probably laugh right in my face...it's hard on a face when it gets laughed in. There's an empty place next to her on the bench. There's no reason why I couldn't just go over and sit there. I could do that right now. All I have to do is stand up...I'm standing up!...I'm sitting down. I'm a coward. I'm so much of a coward, she wouldn't even think of looking at me. She hardly ever does look at me. In fact, I can't remember her ever looking at me. Why shouldn't she look at me? Is there any reason in the world why she shouldn't look at me? Is she so great, and I'm so small, that she can't spare one little moment?...SHE'S LOOKING AT ME!! SHE'S LOOKING AT ME!! 

Sally: 

A 'C'? A 'C'? I got a 'C' on my coathanger sculpture? How could anyone get a 'C' in coathanger sculpture? May I ask a question? Was I judged on the piece of sculpture itself? If so, is it not true that time alone can judge a work of art? Or was I judged on my talent? If so, is it fair that I be judged on a part of my life over which I have no control? If I was judged on my effort, then I was judged unfairly, for I tried as hard as I could! Was I judged on what I had learned about this project? If so, then were not you, my teacher, also being judged on your ability to transmit your knowledge to me? Are you willing to share my 'C'? Perhaps I was being judged on the quality of coathanger itself out of which my creation was made...now is this not also unfair? Am I to be judged by the quality of coathangers that are used by the drycleaning establishment that returns our garments? Is that not the responsibility of my parents? Should they not share my 'C'? (SFX: the teachers voice is heard offstage [brief unintelligible squawk voice mixed with electronic static)) Thank you, Miss Othmar. (to audience) The squeaky wheel gets the grease! (exits)

Example Monologue 2

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