I Dreamed a Dream

“On the outside always looking in. Will I ever be more than I’ve always been?”

Dear Evan Hansen,

So. They likely would not have liked the duet we prepared from “Hamilton” for Music Theatre of Idaho’s 2019 season auditions.

Then again, they didn’t like us singing anything non-Broadway. Or anything a cappella. I’m surprised they let us sing at all, frankly, since we weren’t chummy with the group of judges.

It’s ok. It was just my daughter’s first experience singing in public. One that is sure to give her nightmares for years to come. My fault? Almost entirely. You wouldn’t audition for the Shakespeare festival without a little something from The Scottish Play tucked up your sleeve, right? Oh, but you see, Shakespeare festivals are generally paying gigs. Not community theatre gigs where I think the focus should be on learning.

We learned a lot.

We learned to bring our own music because a cappella singing is too plebeian. We learned that taking a chance often feels like you’re throwing away [your] shot. We learned that 12-year-olds often cry a river after being faced with the adversity of sight reading. We learned that no matter how much you hope [you] get it, there will always be those there who like to rain on [your] parade. We learned, overall, that “there’s no business like show business.”

And that business might not be for us.

That’s ok. My daughter has a unique, rich, jazzy little voice. I’m totally making her sing on her YouTube channel and I think I will do the same. I’ve never been limited to one genre (even in the previous paragraph of quotable snarkiness). And I see no limit to her talent or to her aspirations. As for similar fame and fortune that undoubtedly comes with being a cast member for Broadway in Nampa, we will simply have to wait for it.

After all, “life is a cabaret, old chum.” All the world’s a stage and the men and women merely players.  And as long as I’m alive, my daughter will never walk alone. And we must remember that it’s not where you start, it’s where you finish.

Sincerely,

Me

P.S. I’m still here. And here’s a completely offensive Broadway song that Violet would have loved to sing.

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