I had quite the day on Monday. I drove down to Manhattan Beach for a student film audition. Shortly after the audition, I checked my phone and realized that I had missed a call. Once I got back to my car, I checked my voicemail messages. A talent manager had called and was interested in possibly representing me.I of course quickly returned the call and had a 15 minute conversation with Blair Silver. We chatted about my work, my goals, and what it is he was looking for in a client. He mostly represents what I call "slashers." That is, artists who are: actor/directors, actor/writers, actor/celebrity chefs, etc. While the aphorism "jack of all trades master of none" is assuredly true I like to think of myself as an actor/writer/animator/director. So it seems like Blair might be a good fit.
At the end of our call, Blair wanted to set up a meeting. Since his offices are in Manhattan Beach and I was already there, I met with him at a local Starbucks (my folks gave me a mondo gift card, so I've been eating a lot of meals there of late). We continued our discussion, touching on Madonna, surfing, and my type: geeky young man (read: I could be easily cast as a geeky young man).
Towards the end of the meeting, Blair said that he would be interested in working with me. He then sent me off on an interview with an agent who was looking to fill out her talent roster.
The agent interview went pretty well. Except that for whatever reason I was nervous. This was compounded when the agent asked "Do you have a monologue prepared?" In all honesty I didn't, but I said I did. I then performed a monologue from "Biloxi Blues" by Neil Simon that I've done so many times it is now completely dead and as far as I could tell from the agent's reaction: patently un-funny. At the end of the meeting, the agent asked me to send her a reel of my work. I'm currently editing my reel and will get it to her ASAP.
Note to Self: Always, repeat: ALWAYS have a few monologues prepared.
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