Of all the artistic interests I have studied, singing I've studied the longest. However, singing, I've performed the least. I'll tell you why; I can sing, but I can't dance.
I wanted to be an opera singer when I was fourteen, but really I just had a crush on Charles Dance's performance in 'Phantom of the Opera'. Ironic, since I studied at the musical theater studio at Tisch, CAP21. Put me in a club with some electronic pop, strobe lights and great friends, I'm all club-dancing confidence.
But bring me in for a choreographed dance callback for a musical after the singing audition; and I'm breaking down in tears of mass hysteria outside my apartment terrified of the on-coming humiliation.
It's not that I can't move. I can't remember the moves. I've always been fit and flexible. And I suppose if I could have afforded to stay in dance classes after college I could have been better.
But you know what? Waste not what you know you got! Just because I'm not a Broadway dancer, doesn't mean I can't find some way to sing somehow.
There's got to be some way in LA where I can sing! I've got at least a dozen song lyrics piled up waiting for their melodies and a really great drummer.
Mamma Mia, Spelling Bee, Rent, Miss Saigon; these are just a few of the Broadway shows and national tours I've auditioned for while in New York. And my voice teacher back home is no hack either.
So, I decided to call up a friend of mine who is well versed in the music biz, take him out for a night of karaoke (just keeping it casual) and sing for him. Sing for Million, also known as, Billy Million.