And today I woke up really scared. I don’t want to do it. I don’t know what I’m doing or how to start… What will I do with my hands when I’m not playing the guitar? The singing bits would be fine, but the story parts in between are making me feel sick just thinking about them. Matthew says there’s this guy he knows - an actor who’d like to have a look at the script. [What script?]. Apparently he’s not working at the moment. I can’t remember the name he said - Richard Lundon, or something like that. He’s been in the Catherine Tate Show recently, apparently. But I don’t even know if the guy can sing, let alone play any instruments. Matthew says he could mime along to the music, while I am playing it just offstage…
It certainly wouldn’t be quite so terrifying, but I feel that I’ve come this far and that to bottle out now would be wrong.
I get the impression that Matthew would be much happier if I wasn’t doing it. But that was not the plan when they asked me in the first place…
This is a nightmare…
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