It's a Small World After All
My agent and I went to a set over the weekend to visit his client/my friend. It was refreshing to see a group of actors sharing a good ole honey-wagon, a team of people working together harmoniously on a production that was actually organized, efficient, and drama-free. Everyone we met was cool and grounded. It was great to catch up with the punk, as well as another actor I worked with recently, and a makeup artist I worked with a couple years ago. Small world.
I went to this audition yesterday and one of the producers asked me about one of my credits. "How was it?" she asked. I said, "It was awesome." But I guess I just couldn't disguise my feelings in my delivery so she laughed and said, "Yeah, I heard. My friend was one of the producers."
I tried to recover with, "No, seriously. It was great. Great experience. Seriously. Great." You probably can't tell from reading my blog, but sometimes I can come across ever-so-slightly sarcastic. I know it's shocking. But for some reason, I've been told more than once by people sort of close to me that they often can't tell if I am being serious or completely fucking with them. It's a curse. And a gift. Depending on the situation. I guess.
Anyway, it's probably a good lesson to learn and one that I've been told before and apparently forgot. When asked about any work experience, just say as genuinely as possible that "It was great" and everyone you worked with was "great."
"Great" is not as extreme as "Awesome," yet better than just "Good." Say it quickly. Say it smoothly. No pauses or hesitations or beats. Smile as warmly as you can and nod your head twice. If need be, LIE. It's good business. Sorry, but the truth is, honesty is not always the best policy. You never know who knows whom, and it really is a small world. Probably a good idea not to offend anyone if you'd like to work again. Remember: Other people might be just as sensitive and egotistical as we are.
Let's see...what else, what else....I don't know. Hubs is gearing up for a short tour. He played the Nassau Coliseum over the weekend where I was amongst a bunch of freaky teenagers with huge holes in their earlobes baring lots of skin. That was shitloads of fun. I've had musicians coming in and out of my home, recording, sleeping over, eating all my food and drinking all my booze. It's been too hot for me to go jogging, so I've got to get back on that again. I'm trying to steal away some one-on-one QT before he hits the road and hopefully, dare I say, finish my screenplay while he's gone.