What do I do? Do I cut it short? Do I keep going? I'm running out of breath. Do I stop and go to the pianist and asked what i did wrong?
I keep going. I just said to myself, "This will be terrible, but you will not stop committing... to the terrible-osity." So I finished the first long note and went on and sang the first few lines. Here we go. The piano music comes in... and from where I was standing in the room, the accompaniment was jarringly quiet. I got thrown again.
So here I am, thrown twice, singing a comedic song... earnestly? What!? When did I rehearse this? I am singing a song in a way I have never sung it before. I am dying inside. But, I am like "I am going to not give up and I am going to finish this song."
The next night I get an email from a person from the casting director's office. He is directing a show in Brooklyn by Christopher Durang that is Equity and wants me to come in and read for it.