UPCOMING AUDITIONS
Frozen JR
4th Graders and 5th graders please prepare In Summer. 6th Grade and up please choose one of the following songs: In Summer, Let it Go, The First Time in Forever, or Do you wanna build a Snowman. Please, practice with one of the tracks below. You can also sing a Capella. An accompanist will not be provide. Students will only be able to sing a portion of the song.
With Vocals ( click on link to youtube for all tracks)
without vocals ( click on video to go to youtube for full playlist)
Chicago High School Edition
Actors can choose any song from the production. Please do not use the movie tracks. Only use the tracks provided. Actors can sing a capella. An accompanist will not be provided. Actors 8th grade and under should sing from Frozen jr.
With vocals ( click the link to go to youtube for full soundtrack)
without vocals( click on link to go to youtube for full playlist)
7th, 8th and 9th graders please click on this link for requirements https://kidzkonnectionct.org/advanced-musical-requirements/
***Actors are only permitted to miss 2 rehearsals, must be available for all of tech week and all performances. Any breach of this will mean immediate dismissal from the show without refund. No exceptions will be made
The Advanced Musical Theater program is a program designed for our most senior performers. These performers are considered our most advanced actors due to their years of theater experience and training. These requirements have been put in place to ensure that our younger performers gain the experience needed to be considered one of our advanced performers. On rare approval, a volunteer option may be available for those performers unable to complete the list requirements with approved reasons. Students will also need to give a detailed explanation to the best of their ability why they are unable to meet the performance/class requirement. Then it will be submitted to the board for approval. Please, follow the link to for full detailed requirements and volunteer information. https://kidzkonnectionct.org/advanced-musical-requirements/
Clue Monologues
Please, choose one monologue to perform at your audition. Also, look the scenes over that are provided. Click on the link at the bottom of the page to be redirected to the scene PDF
WADSWORTH: Ladies and gentlemen, my instructions are clear. It seems the six of
you have one thing in common. You are all being blackmailed. For some considerable
time all of you have been paying what you can afford—and, in some cases, more than
you can afford—to someone who threatens to expose you. Until tonight, none of you
knew who was blackmailing you. I hope I’m correct that the more deductive among you
have reasoned in the last several moments that it was, of course, Mr. Boddy
himself—and that the less discerning members of our cadre are experiencing that
particular revelation right about…now. Six suspects. Six murders. Mr. Boddy in the
Billiard Room. The Cook in the Kitchen. The Motorist in the Lounge. The Cop in the
Library. Yvette in the Ballroom. And the Singing Telegram Girl in the Hall. Not to
mention one “confidential” envelope of missing, damning evidence. Our evening’s
guests may be gifted at breaking the law, but they clearly need work on breaking a
case. So, who is the killer you may ask? I’m sure you have your suspicions. But, we’ve
no time to discuss that now. (Looks at his watch.) The police are nearly here.
PEACOCK: “Behold,” said the Lord, “I am bringing the flood of water upon the earth, to
destroy all flesh.” Thank you, Lord, for this meal we are about to receive and for the
gracious host, whomever he is, that has invited us here tonight. Amen. Well, I guess I’ll
break the ice, I mean, I’m used to being a hostess; it’s part of my husband’s work, plus I
always host the ladies’ group from my church on Sundays. It’s difficult when a group of
new friends meet for the first time, so I’ll start the ball rolling…I mean, I have no idea
what we’re doing here, but I’m very intrigued and oh, my, this soup’s delicious isn’t it?
Oh, come on. How are we to get acquainted if we don’t say anything about ourselves?
No judgments here; we’re all God’s children. If I wasn’t trying to keep the conversation
going, then we would just be sitting here in an embarrassed silence. Well, what’s all this
about, Butler; this dinner party?
WHITE: I don’t want a scandal. We had a very humiliating public confrontation. He was
deranged. He was a lunatic. He didn’t actually seem to like me that much. He had
threatened to kill me in public. He was a stupidly optimistic man. I’m afraid it came as a
great shock to him when he died. He was found dead at home. He was unclothed. His
head had been cut off. But, it wasn’t me. I’d been out all evening, at the movies. He
wasn’t a very good illusionist. But my third husband, I miss him the most. He was an
electrician…well—until he was electrocuted. I didn’t kill him! I mean…yes, I’ll admit it-I
recognized Yvette…she had a torrid love affair with my late husband. I hated her. I
hated her SO MUCH. It…it…the…FLAMES. On the side of my face. Breathing.
HEAVING…breaths…
BODDY: You each pay me twice what you’ve been paying, and I’ll tell the police it was
a phony call and send them on their way. You refuse…and I put this
briefcase—containing all the evidence needed to expose your wrongdoings—in the
hands of the police and the press. I believe some of you would face a lifetime of jail, and
others, a lifetime of shame. In this bag there are six gifts I’ve brought you from
Washington. Things I thought you might find useful this evening. You all showed up
here tonight because you believed the evidence against you was so terrible that you
would do almost anything to keep it a secret. I’m putting that theory to the test. Mr.
Wadsworth here is the only other person who knows your secrets; and it’s costing
me—and you—dearly to keep him quiet. You see, I wouldn’t have to double your
payments if I didn’t have to pay Mr. Wadsworth for his silence.
MUSTARD: Look, we’ve got a killer and a missing dead body on the loose, one dead
cook, and all these weapons-the Rope, the Dagger, the Revolver, the Candlestick, the
Wrench-and-hey, where’s the Lead Pipe? What kind of game are you playing,
Wadsworth? Evidence aside, first things first. We’re in a room with two dead bodies and
six murderous weapons, and the cops are on their way! I suggest we handle this in
proper military fashion. We split up, and search the house. All right, Troops. Divide and
conquer. Look, we’ve got a killer and a missing dead body on the loose, one dead cook,
and all these weapons-the Rope, the Dagger, the Revolver, the Candlestick, the
Wrench—and—hey, where’s the Lead Pipe? You mentioned that your third husband
was an electrician. Stands to reason, you’d know your way around an electrical panel.
So it was you who switched off the lights and strangled Yvette with a Rope!
GREEN: I hold in my hand an FBI file on the whole big Boddy family. Your butler,
Wadsworth, had been feeding us information for months. I can see why you killed him.
Your shot missed him in the Study, but he wisely played dead. Awfully good actor. Had
us all convinced. But while we were all racing from the kitchen with the dead Cook, you
found your sneaky butler trying to make his escape by the bathroom, and bludgeoned
him to death with the Lead Pipe I’d dropped on the hallway floor while running to the
kitchen. The Boddy family has been wanted for organized crime—blackmail and
murder—for generations. But they’ve always eluded the law. Until now. Tonight, the
Boddy “family business” has reached…a dead end. I tell ya, this was the most exciting
night I’ve had in a long time. And now, you’re all under arrest. Okay Chief, take ’em
away. I’m gonna go home and sleep with my wife.
SCARLET: Oh, who cares?! We’re still in the dark anyway! We’re no closer to solving
our murder mysteries or unearthing the evidence against us. I found you lurking
conspicuously in the Conservatory. The scarlet flowers opened the secret passage to
the Lounge, but if I remember correctly, Scarlet flowers always have five petals. This
one only had four! Meaning you had already plucked a petal to the passage to the
Lounge, where you pummeled the Motorist to death with the Wrench. Then you shot the
Singing Telegram Girl before she could finish her cramprolls! Wonder what kinda dirt
she had on you. Bet she was an old patient of yours, or something right? Wait a minute!
We can all rush him. He’s got no more bullets left in that gun. There was one shot at Mr.
Boddy in the Study, two for the cat, two at the Lounge door and one for the singing
telegram. One plus two plus two plus one.
PLUM: I know a little bit about psychological medicine, yes. I do research for the office
of Social and Behavioral Studies. In other words, I study “crazy” and I’m good at it. Now
I work for the U.S. Government. In my professional opinion, it sounds like you have a
case of “fear-of-silence-itis.” How pathetic! A man who needs to pay for women to
spend time with him. That’s a problem I’ll never have. Being unbearably handsome
doesn’t make me a forensic expert! Somebody grabbed the gun from my hand, and the
next thing I knew it went off. Maybe he was poisoned! By the brandy! Looks like we’ll
never know. How could you hear us in “ze” Study? You’re really somethin’ else, huh,
Frenchie? Say-where did you get that gun anyway? Why would he ask you to record
our conversation? Maybe it wasn’t one of us!