I think mines funny and should fall under the “whoever plays before you, don’t get intimidated and leave” category. Right out of high school I found out Disneyland was hiring musicians for the Christmas season, so I called and made an appointment for the day and showed up. I got to the local Musicians Union hall in Santa Ana and was confronted with about 80 guys in the parking lot all with their marching sticks banging on everything in sight preparing for their “slot”. I had done drum corps by then and had been studying privately with a local teacher but a lot of those drum corps guys were moving their hands and fingers at mind-bending rates. I signed in, they took my picture and had me fill out an audition form and told me to hang until they called my name. I had warmed up before getting there so I didn’t partake of the chance to play the parking lot.
From outside I heard this incredible snare drum solo and figured “well, I guess he’s got it”, and then they called me in next before I could decide to leave or not.
I get in there to see a snare drum and a music stand with music on it and the auditioner introduces himself and asks if I wanted a water or anything then says, play #3 on the stand. I flip it over and look at it and then started playing it. He then asks me to play #1 which was an easier march in 12/8, which I nail it until bar 7 and I laughingly stop and apologize - the room sort of chuckles with me because one of them said the first one I played was harder. Then they asked me to play some kind of street beat so remembering this is for Disneyland, I figure some kind of New Orleans improv to get the band down the street and I did that. Then almost as if they forgot something, one of the guys asks me for some flam-a-diddles (which I do them slow after telling them they had to ask for the one I suck at). They thank me for coming in and I go home.
Here’s the funny part - I think the actual “being able to play” part was BS. I get the call to find out I was the only one they hired, then show up for first rehearsal and a costume fitting, they gave me a bass drum spot in the Marry Poppins Pearly Band. I put the blue suit on with the buttons and they put me on a 24” bass drum. Know this: I’m 4’ 11” - with a 24” bass drum, you hardly see me. The costumers are chuckling and when the music shows up he laughs and says I look great. Then I meet the tuba player, and he’s this over-6-foot guy and find out choreographically, we’re next to each other most of the time dancing around and playing a Marry Poppins medley, big laughter ensues at the site.
So if you ever get intimidated by who plays before you at an audition, don’t! I think I got this gig by visual sight gag alone. Anybody could play rings around me - but none of them looked as funny as I did when paired up with the monster tuba player!
And that’s how my career started over 30 years ago now. I did do one other audition on a drumset, which got me into a show playing behind Benji the dog, but that’s all I’ve ever done. Everything else was a friendly
Phone call after that. My friendly attitude kept me around all these creative people more than having any burning chops. And now I’m just waiting the next 8 years so I can retire