dream diary

[hudebnik]

I was doing a vocal audition for something, and I had picked (apparently at the last minute) a reasonably familiar Broadway show tune. (At least, it was familiar in the dream; replaying it to my waking mind, it was sorta similar to "One Singular Sensation" from A Chorus Line.) At the audition I discovered that the piano accompanist had it in D, while I'd been singing it in Eb, but I figured this was less of a problem for voice than for the piano and we did it in D. So I started singing, reading the lyrics from what looked like a glossy news magazine. There seemed to be more verses than I remembered, and the lyrics were scanning less and less well, and rhyming less and less well, and there were frequently page turns of the form "continued on page 72", the way you see in glossy news magazines, and the lyrics started to sound less like a show tune and more like a popular article on economics, so I decided to escape this whole situation by waking up.