The skeleton, he’s in the fame… yep, those dreams can happen in a real New York minute
I have to say that a trip to New York on a whim to audition for America’s Got Talent was a little over the top even for me.
Sure, I wondered if I wasn’t being silly or what the hell have I gotten myself into. But it never crossed my mind not to go through with it!
Now that its over I can tell you it was totally worth it. Met a ton of great people, challenged myself to try new things and hung my ass right out there to be judged. I’ve accomplished what I set out to do and anything that comes after is now a bonus.
From the minute I registered for AGT the big issue in my head was ‘what would my act consist of?’ Which song would I sing? What should I wear? How Calky should I be?
I decided to risk it and just be myself. I rolled three songs around in my head for the days leading up to the audition but even on the Convention Center floor I hadn’t got it straight in my head. Tim’s Thank You Bob Dylan, My Grandson Blue and Methadone Doctors were my choices.
I got my wake up call at four in the morning the day of the audition, rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom mirror with my make-up. I had decided that the Day of the Dead make-up and the Methadone Doctor song would be my best way to get noticed.
Got the the site around 6am and there wasn’t too many people there, yet within a half-hour the line up went out the door and down the street a bit. Got my number and was officially ready to go.
When we got to the convention floor they took me aside and asked if I would be interviewed for the outtakes because of my make-up.
They wanted people who stood out looks-wise. That was pretty interesting. Your favorite episode of AGT, who is your favorite judge and why? That sort of thing. The women that was having the chit chat with me for the interview had a young daughter in the competition and we talked about aspirations and what our chances were.
It was pretty neat to be pulled into the process and just going with it. Its kind of funny to be wondering how to act and what to say in the end I decided to risk it and be myself. If you do that win lose or draw you come home with your dignity in tact and I did.
I took a lot of selfies with the people I met and the AGT props and stage dressing. Met a lot of great people. Most down to earth, some not so much – but there was a common thread.
I have been trying to put my finger on it since it ended and I believe it is this.
There’s a certain humility that comes with putting yourself on the line with the fear of failing miserably.
And you could smell it in the room.
Some had done AGT before or The Voice or other competitions.
But, in the end as always, Bob Dylan said it best in Love Minus Zero “she knows there’s no success like failure and that failures no success at all”.
You can never win, without exposing yourself to failure. The larger the potential for failure the larger the win.
I got off my couch flew to New York, met a ton of great people, painted my face like a skeleton, got interviewed by AGT, stood up before the judges and a group of my peers and sang my heart out. My favorite song my Grandson Blue and I can tell you with absolute certainty … I WON.
When it was over I went out and walked around the street talking to and taking selfies with anyone who got interested in my make-up. Got a construction worker from the building next door, a New York City policeman, my Taxi driver. I think I just didn’t want the experience to end.
A little crazy absolutely, but would I do it again, in a New York minute.