Scene/Seen ~ Invisible


In answer to Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness prompt Scene/Seen

As she watches the scene unfold, she laughs, she hums and she remembers.

She loved that experience. She’d been dreaming about doing this for years: be in a real musical, a full-on show. The sort of things one can put on a resume even if it’s only a hobby. For her, it was also something to tick off her bucket list.

She auditioned for the lead role even though she knew it was unlikely she’d get it. English wasn’t her native language and the role required mastering multiple accents. She’d also never really taken any theatre or dance classes beyond that musical theatre workshop at university 5 years earlier. The singing though, she knew she had it down.

Yet, they interrupted her singing audition when they hadn’t done so for the two girls who went before her. It unsettled her but eh, she’d had more than your regular 6 or 8 bars to impress the panel. She was called back for one of the minor characters. She was proud.

She’d prepared for the call-back, since she’d harmonize with multiple singers. One singer for each line; so exciting. Surprisingly she only got to sing once when everyone else sang twice, or more for the gentlemen. Still, it was fine.

Eventually she was invited to join the ensemble. It was so cool already. Sure, one of the ladies cast for one of the minor roles hadn’t even been at the call back, but alright. She’d been with the company a while and they knew her to be solid. Ensemble would be exciting, since it was her very first experience.

She liked it. A lot. It was wonderful. She loved learning choreographies. She enjoyed being part of a gorgeous show. The songs were fun: she even broadened her range in the process. She got to shed her skin and be several people over the course of the show: a prostitute, an attendant at a race, a lady at a ball. She took part in 5 scenes; in one she even danced with one of the leads. So much fun.

And yet as she finishes the DVD, she’s only got 3 glimpses of herself. Not one image of her in full, not even at the final bow of the cast. Somehow wherever the camera shoots, she isn’t. Even that scene, she leans against Mr. Doolittle, a philanderer singing “With a little bit”, with only 5 people on stage, she isn’t visible, isn’t seen.

The irony is her husband sitting in the audience gets more screen time then she did. Unseen. Maybe that’s why they never invited her back to audition for other shows. Who wants someone on stage who’s that invisible?

She finds she shouldn’t have watched the DVD. The experience was wonderful; this spoils it. She should have kept the memories instead of the images.



6 Comments Add yours

  1. Hope Floats says:

    The memories of things can often be better than stark reality of captured images. Mechanical vs emotional. I liked this post a lot. 🙂


    1. MyLovingWife says:

      I know… I find that with every concert I took part in and get a video of. It’s just not the
      Thank you very much.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Prajakta says:

    A video really has a tendency to pour cold water over the experience. I feel you.


    1. MyLovingWife says:

      I didn’t know until I watched a concert with my choir. I hated the way I sounded when I loved experiencing the performance.


  3. Joanne Corey says:

    I generally don’t like to watch videos or hear recordings of concerts I am in, but, every once in a while, they really do bring me back to what the performance felt like.

    I also agree that being in the chorus in a musical is great fun, especially when you get to take on different characters.


    1. MyLovingWife says:

      I’ve had such great fun being in musicals: ensemble or soloist. Should try and find something in Paris. It’s such a great exercise in trust and confidence. I will go on performing for my pleasure.


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