FALL 2019: Broadway STARS⭐️!
A Fall Revue focused on the leading young stars of the Broadway stage. Scroll down for audition songs.
Sign up for students 8 to 18 begins July 1.
Rehearsals/Auditions begin Sunday September 8th 2019
Youth and teen rehearsals are split for this Fall show: Youth 3PM-5PM (ages 8-12) & Teens 5PM-7PM (ages 13-18)
Non-fundable tuition - $500
Financial Aid applications due Aug 16 - email email@example.com for form
There will be regular rehearsal schedule on October, 13th 2019 during the public school Fall break, but we will do our best to accommodate your vacation plans🏖
Rehearsals are every Sunday with Shows at The Vilar Performing Arts Center on November 16th & 17th at 6:30PM
There will be a dress rehearsal at the Vilar on Friday 15th from 5PM-9PM
Both Youth and Teens will rehearse together on Sunday November 10th from 3PM-7PM
Girls and boys can sing ANY one of the guide songs selected below. Students are also permitted to sing any Musical show song of their own choice, but please provide your Instrumental track only mp3. You are not permitted to sing along with guide vocals.
Recommended for Girls:
I SPEAK SIX LANGUAGES
MS. PERETTI (spoken)Miss Park speaks five languages.
MARCY (spoken)No I don’t.
MS. PERETTI (spoken)Don’t you’
MARCY (spoken)No.-I Speak Six Languages
MS. PERETTI (spoken)Oh, six.
MARCY,Every language easy,Easy as the recipe for making Jell-O,I Speak Six Languages,And I can say hello,In at least seven more
MS. PERETTI (spoken)-She’s also a champion rugby player.
MARCY,To excel in athletics is not difficult if one has the temperament,Apparently,I have, the temperament,Yes I score some goals,So unfazed am I,As my life Unscrolls,Unamazed am I,I don’t like to brag,And I won’t ‘cause I don’t have to,But, I Speak Six Languages,All-American in hockey
And every time I stretch,I stretch without getting sore,I Speak Six Languages
And I like the theme from Rocky,Though I play Mozart more .
GOOD GIRL WINNIE FOSTER
I'm trapped in a house, that is sad and lonely.
On a street named Main, but you could call it "Only."
Is it rude to say I'd volunteer for a day of fun just once a year?
I'd fly the coop if only I could, but I've got a really bad case of being good.
I'd go find trouble, if there was some to get in.
Ask a friend to play, if I had one to let in.
Nana's rocker sawing through the floor, everyday just like the one before.
We lock ourselves behind that door. Is it wrong to wish for something more?
WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A FRIEND
A friend's not a cheap, little phony creep
Or a jerk trying to make a deal
A friend is a person who, most of all,
Cares about what you feel;
And nothing is harder
Than learning a friend isn't real
A friend sends notes back and forth all day
And doesn't care that you can't spell
A friend knows that you've got a crush on your teacher
But a friend would never tell
A friend's outside waiting
The minute you both hear the bell
And if your heart is always breaking
'Cause the world is just not fair
When you're at your worst
Your friend's the first one there
Giving you something to lean on
And that's what it means to be a friend
Recommended for BOYS:
GIANTS IN THE SKY ,
There are Giants in the sky-There are big tall terrible Giants in the sky!
When you're way up high, And you look below, At the world you've left
And the things you know,
Little more than a glance
Is enough to show
You just how small you are.
When you're way up high
and you're on your own
In a world like none
That you've ever known,
Where the sky is lead
And the earth is stone,
You're free, to do
Whatever pleases you,
Exploring things you'd never dare
'Cause you don't care,
When suddenly there's-A big tall terrible Giant at the door,
Try not to think, Try to behave, Try not to think, I’ll think of
Taking a bath in a drippy old tub going twink,twink,twink,twink
But when I think of that twinkity plink, I see fish swimming by in a pool
Hey maybe this tub is McElligot’s pool!
This might be a pool,
Like I've read of in books,
Connected to one of those underground brooks!
An underground river
That starts here and flows
Right under this bathtub!
And then- Who knows!-It's possible!
WHEN YOUR FEET DON’T TOUCH THE GROUND ( OLDER BOYS)
When did life become so complicated?
Years of too much thought and time I wasted,
and in each line upon my face,
is proof I fought and lived another day.
When did life become this place of madness?
Drifting on an empty sea of waves and sadness?
I make believe I'm in control,
and dream it wasn't all my fault.
When your feet don't touch the ground,
When your voice won't make a sound.
Here, it's safe, in this place, up off the clouds.
When your feet don't touch the earth,
you can't feel the fates that hurt
and you're free, there's no need to come down.