Tuesday, January 3, 2017

It's that time again! Chicago the Musical!


Auditions for Chicago the Musical will take place on exam make-up day, January 24, 2017. Please note, ensemble cast members must audition this year with Principle and Secondary actors.

Principles Roles:

(Female Principles) Velma Kelly (Cicero - Cell Block Tango), Roxie Hart, Matron "Mama" Morton, Mary Sunshine (singer)

(Male Principles): Billy Flynn (lawyer), Amos Hart (Roxie's husband)

Secondary Roles:

(Female Secondary/Ensemble Roles) Mona "Lipschitz"/Ensemble Member #3, Go-To-Hell Kitty/Ensemble Member #8, Annie "Six"/Ensemble Member #9, June "Squish"/Ensemble Member #10, Hunyak "Uh Uh"/Ensemble Member #12, Liz "Pop"/Ensemble Member #13

(Male Secondary/Ensemble Roles) Sergeant Fogarty/Ensemble Member #4, Aaron/Ensemble Member #5, Martin Harrison/Ensemble Member #6, Harry/Juror/Ensemble Member #7, Fred Casely/Ensemble Member #11

(Either Secondary/Ensemble Roles) Court Clerk/Ensemble Member #1, Judge/Ensemble Member #2

Audition Requirements:
Song (selected by Mr. Price)
Scene (selected by Mrs. Jones)
Dance (choreographed by Mrs. Jones)

Special Note:
- Your song and scenes must be prepared in advance (you can pick up a script from Mrs. Jones).

- The dance routine will be taught the day of auditions.

- The song information is available here.

Guys: "All I Care About"

Broadway Version

Instrumental Version

Lyrics for "All I Care About"

We want Billy
Where is Billy?
Give us Billy
We want Billy
B-I-Double L-Y.
We're all his
He's our kind of a guy
And ooh what luck
'Cause here he is.

Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting the silver-tounged prince of the courtroom, the one, the only Billy Flynn!

I don't care about expensive things
Cashmere coats, diamond rings
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love
That's what he's here for
[Billy:] That's what I'm here for
I don't care for wearin' silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love
All he cares about is love
Gimme two eyes of blue
Softly saying "I need you" [Girls:] (with Billy) I need you
Let me see her standin' there
And honest, Mister, I'm a millionaire

I don't care for any fine attire
Vanderbilt might admire
No, no, not me
All I care about is love...
All he cares about is love.
[Billy:] (whistles)
(girls hum..)

[Billy:] (spoken:) Maybe you think I'm talking about physical love. Well, I'm not. Not just physical love. There's other kinds of love. Like love of...justice. Love of... legal procedure. Love of lending a hand to someone who really needs you. Love of your fellow man. Those kinds of love are what I'm talkin' about. And physical love ain't so bad either.
It may sound odd
But all I care about is love
That's what he's here for
(Female chorus too:)
Honest to god
All I care about is love
All he cares about is love
Show me long raven hair
Flowin' down, about to there
And when I see her runnin' free
Keep your money, that's enough for me
I don't care for drivin' packard cars
Or smoking long, buck cigars
No, no, not me
All I care about is
Doin' the guy in
Who's pickin' on you
Twistin' the wrist
That's turnin' the screw

[Billy and (Female Chorus):]
All I (he) care(s) about is love!

Girls: "I Can't Do It Alone"

Broadway Version

Instrumental Version

Lyrics for "I Can't Do It Alone"

(Announcer) Ladies and gentlemen,
Miss Velma Kelly in an act of desperation.

My sister and I had an act that couldn't flop.
My sister and I were headed straight for the top.
My sister and earned a thou a week at least, oh yeah...
But my sister is now unfortunately deceased.
I know it's sad, of course,
but a fact is still a fact.
And now all that remains is the remains
of a perfect double act!
Watch this!

Velma Kelly (to Roxie):
Now, you have to imagine it with two people!
It's swell with two people.

First I'd -
then she'd -
then we'd -
but I can't do it alone!
Then she'd -
then I'd -
then we'd -
but I can't do it alone!
She'd say, "What's your sister like?"
I'd say man...
she'd say, "You're the cat's meow!"
then we'd wow the crowd again!
When she'd go -
I'd go -
we'd go -
then those ding dong daddies started to roar,
whistled, stomped, stamped on the floor!
Yelling, screaming, begging for more!
And we'd say, "Ok, fellas, keep your socks up,
'cause you ain't seen nothing yet!"
But I simply cannot do it alone!

Velma Kelly (to Roxie):
So what'd ya think, huh?
Come on, you can say...

[Roxie blows a raspberry]

Velma Kelly (to Roxie):
I know you're right, the first part's crap.
But the second part, the second part is really nifty! Ok...

She'd go -
I'd go -
We'd go -
Then those two-bit johnny's did it around
to cheer the best attraction in town
they nearly tore the balcony down!
And we'd say, "Ok boys, we're going home.
But before we go, here's a few more partin' shots!"
And this, this we did in perfect unison!
Now you see me going through it
you may think there's nothing to it
but I simply cannot do it alone!

Ensemble: "All That Jazz"

Lyrics for "All That Jazz"

Come on, babe
Why dont we paint the town?
And all that jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that jazz

I hear that Father Dipp
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz

Hold on, hon'
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some asprin
Down at United Drug

In case you shake apart
And wanna brand new start
To do that jazz

Oh, you're gonna see you
Sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz

Oh, she's gonna shimmy
Till her garters break
And all that jazz

Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that jazz

Find a glass
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz

Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz

Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky
Lindy never flew so high

'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that jazz?

So that's final, [Incomprehensible]
Yeah, I'm afraid so, kiddo
Afraid? Yeah
Nobody walks out on me

No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that jazz
That jazz

If you have any questions, please see Mrs. Jones.

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