Thursday 5 January 2012
"Well... You're not posh," the man said in the shadowed auditorium, his cigar smoke rose and hit the stage light. The woman, the one to the right, looked bashful, she had an "English Rose" look about her,
"What other songs do you sing?" the man then asked, the woman gulped loudly and replied with,
"What do you want me to sing?"
The man smiled. This wasn't her first audition.
"Somewhere over the rainbow, lose the accent and give me emotion, alright?" he snapped, the woman's large blue eyes squeezed tight before she opened her mouth and sang out the opening lines of the song.
You could have heard a pin drop.
"What other songs do you sing?" the man then asked, the woman gulped loudly and replied with,
"What do you want me to sing?"
The man smiled. This wasn't her first audition.
"Somewhere over the rainbow, lose the accent and give me emotion, alright?" he snapped, the woman's large blue eyes squeezed tight before she opened her mouth and sang out the opening lines of the song.
You could have heard a pin drop.
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