LOS ANGELES — I’ve been singing since I was 4 and performing in bands since 15. Nothing, however, could prepare me for auditioning for TV’s hit competition “American Idol.”
It was a chilly morning in August.
I slept through my alarm, set to 3:30 a.m. A friend’s call half an hour later woke me out of my nervous sleep. After quickly shimmying into a bright red vintage dress, I rushed over to the Rose Bowl stadium in Pasadena for the Los Angeles area audition (airing on Fox on Jan. 31 at 9 p.m.).
Bleary-eyed and shivering in the pre-dawn darkness, I took a place in line along with 10,000 other aspiring contestants — from teenagers to those like me in their late 20s.
People brought their mothers, fathers, best friends and aunts. One read “Idol” judge Simon Cowell’s “I Don’t Mean to Be Rude, But…” Some piled on makeup. Others rehearsed their songs — loudly or whispering. Most everyone yelped and screamed at the Fox cameras twirling past.
I came alone (it was too early for everyone I knew) and murmured lyrics under my breath. Friends called to keep me company. My feet started to hurt.
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