A day with 'The Voice'

Going to "The Voice" open call audition was definitely worth doing, even though I didn't get a callback.

I printed out my pass the Sunday before. It was supposed to arrive in email as a PDF attachment on Saturday. It did -- at nearly midnight. So I was sweating that something had gone wrong, but it hadn't.

During the week, I wondered about the possibility of a callback and what it would take to be prepared for that possibility. I wrote an email to "The Voice" staff, and they answered it thoroughly and reassuringly.


We left for LA on Saturday morning. As we sat at the gate waiting for the jetway to open up as the sun rose, a beam of light shone on me like a spotlight. No one else in the entire room had that beam on them, my wife said.

We arrived in LA, got our rental car, got situated in our room and we drove to the LA Convention Center, so that I could be sure of my route later when my "appointment" was to take place. Actually, the time printed on the pass was a method of managing the line. If people are given specific times, a good chunk of them won't show up first thing in the morning and cause a line that snarls traffic all day.