Shakespeare in the Park announces auditions for the comedy “As You Like It” by William Shakespeare, directed by Joanna Noall and performing on July 11th, 12th, 14th, 16th, 18th, & 19th.
Auditions will be held at the Anderson-Foothill City Library (1135 South 2100 East SLC, UT 84108) on April 21st, 6:00 – 8:45 PM, in the library Meeting Room, and April 23rd, 10:00 AM – 12:00 PM in the outdoor amphitheater behind the library. No appointment necessary; auditions are open. Those auditioning on Saturday morning should bring a jacket in case of inclement weather. Auditioners should prepare a Shakespearean monologue from any of the Bard’s plays, or can also use one of the sides included below. No headshot necessary, resumes appreciated but not required. All roles are open.
Rehearsals will be held in Library space for the most part till the weather warms up, and then the majority of our rehearsals will be in the Foothill Library Amphitheater where we will be performing. Rehearsals will begin in the first week of May. Roles are unpaid. Actors will be asked to help provide portions of their costumes (mostly basics like shoes, socks, etc.).
Seeking roughly 7-8 men and 4-5 women.
For questions email [email protected] or visit our facebook page at www.facebook.com/shakespeareintheparkslc
Audition Sides
For women:
Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves
as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and
the reason why they are not so punished and cured
is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers
are in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
[ORLANDO Did you ever cure any so? ]
Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me
his love, his mistress; and I set him every day to
woo me: at which time would I, being but a moonish
youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing
and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow,
inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles, for every
passion something and for no passion truly any
thing, as boys and women are for the most part
cattle of this colour; would now like him, now loathe
him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep
for him, then spit at him; that I drave my suitor
from his mad humour of love to a living humour of
madness; which was, to forswear the full stream of
the world, and to live in a nook merely monastic.
And thus I cured him; and this way will I take upon
me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep’s
heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in’t.
For Men:
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
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