So, the day after I turned 18, I kissed
Val is a “gypsy” dancer in New York City. At this audition, she has been asked by the
So, the day after I turned 18, I kissed the folks goodbye, got on a Trailways bus - and headed for the big bad apple. Cause I wanted to be a Rockette. Oh, yeah, let's get one thing straight. See, I never heard about the Red Shoes, I never saw the Red Shoes, I didn’t give a fuck about the Red Shoes. I decided to be a Rockette because this girl in my home town - Louella Heiner - had actually gotten out and made it New York. And she was a Rockette. Well, she came home one Christmas to visit, and they gave her a parade. A goddamn parade! I twirled a friggin' baton for 2 hours in the rain. Unfortunately though, she got knocked up over Christmas. Merry Christmas - and never made it back to Radio City
Every audition. I mean I'd dance rings around the other girls and find myself in the alley with the other rejects.But, after a while I caught on. I mean, I had eyes. I saw what they were hiring. I also swiped my dance card once, after an audition.And on a scale of ten...they gave me: for dance, ten. For looks, three.
Kirkwood, James & Nicholas Dante, A Chorus Line Applause Ltd., Acting Edition, p.86-7