Hey we get introduced to different things in different ways. I know this is a joke, but in all seriousness, due to Spinel's VA being the singer and Spinel's overall personality, it just works.
I don't like Tootsie (the movie or the musical) at all, but I love this song. Why? Because it tells you everything that's wrong with Broadway auditions these days, from a realistic perspective. It's a rollercoaster of emotions that more often than not ends with crushed dreams simply because the standards are set too high for most people (especially women) to follow.
@@youknow2145 i know i am 3 months late but you can listen if you want to, dont let other peoples view of the musical get to you thinking hey this thing sucks without actually knowing the context, personally i think its fine.
[SANDY LESTER, sung] I know what's gonna happen I'll try to go to bed With fear of failure flapping Like a fruit bat in my head I'll sleep for half an hour The clock will ring at six I'll wake up in the shower with a stomach full of bricks So I won't have any breakfast Maybe just a little tea Like when you have to go And get a colonoscopy Which incidentally isn't half As disconcerting or upsetting As going for a part you know There is no way that you are getting But anyway I'm heading Downtown for the audition Where everything I'm dreading Will be coming to fruition And here's what's gonna happen I'll walk in weak with hunger And there's a dozen girls Who look like me but ten years younger I'll go into the bathroom And I'll try to vocalize And I'll be singing "minga-minga-minga-minga-ming" But I'll be hearing Sandy sucks She really sucks, she really, really, really blows And she's old, and she's lame And then someone calls my name And here's what happens I'll walk into the room The gross fluorescent lighting is inviting as a tomb And everybody smiles They'll say its good to see ya But all I see is judges And they'll all look like Scalia And then a little banter as they look me up and down And somewhere through the fog of insecurity and hate I'll try to convince them that I'm charming And I'm clever and I'm fun to have around But I'm starting to unravel In my head I hear the gavel Guilty! They're gonna throw the book at me 'cuz I'm Guilty! Of coming in and wasting all their time Guilty! Of almost every other showbiz crime Not young enough! Not thin enough! Not pretty enough! Not good enough! [SANDY LESTER, spoken] We hereby sentence you to a lifetime of waiting tables and debilitating self-loathing [MICHAEL DORSEY, spoken] Sandy? [SANDY LESTER, sung] But wait no someone's asking So can we hear your voice? I make a lame attempt at humor: Do I have a choice? I nod at the pianist He's always wearing black He's always in a turtleneck With dandruff on his back No sooner do I get my note And open up my trap Then inevitably some mealy-mouthed assistant director's Thumbs are all over his iPhone And I know he's probably tweeting LOL, This girl is crap She's a fake She's a phony She could never win a Tony I now live in a place I know quite well I've left the world, and I've entered hell I'm this far away from a fainting spell But just before I die I finish a song Which I oversell Somebody says thanks And wishes me well The next thing I know I'm at Taco Bell Stuffing my face with meat I'm trying to take it slowly I'm trying to be my best I'm trying to be more holy Less bitter and depressed I'm reading Eckhart Tolle He makes a lot of sense I bought a Buddhist bowl He says he it helps you be less tense It doesn't do a thing for me I sit there on the floor I watch a vivid sequence Of humiliating instances from my past go by And think what kind of masochist Keeps coming back for more When she knows what's gonna happen 'Cuz it never doesn't happen 'Cuz it always, always [MICHAEL DORSEY, spoken] Sandy? Sandy! [SANDY LESTER, spoken] Michael? [SANDY LESTER, sung] No! I know what's gonna happen Don't tell me that I don't And don't say that I'll rise to The occasion 'cuz I won't And don't say I've got talent And don't say I've got heart And don't say that I'm clever 'Cuz I know I'm pretty smart I'm smart enough to know That I'm too stupid to admit You can't survive a diet That consists of eating sh*t The trick is knowing when it's time to pack your bags And say "that's it!" You know what's gonna happen I know what's gonna happen Here's what's gonna happen I quit! I quit! I quit!
I just realized that she’s not just insecure and anxious about her audition, she’s also anxious *about* being insecure - she actively dreads *hero own* negative self-talk.
I was so happy to see this on Broadway. It was like half the time the audience was laughing, but then we were holding our breath to not miss any of her performance.
@@dankerdown Nah, I think the reprise is more like that. "You're gonna stand me up and I'll be staring at the phone! Sitting there all dismal and pathetic and alone And feeling just about as welcome and as wanted as a KIDNEY STONE!"
After all these years, I've finally found a song that describes anxiety literally perfectly. This song feels like what I feel like in school if I do something slightly embarrassing or out of line, except nobody cares. But I do :)
I have never worked in showbiz, but I was unemployed for 18 consecutive months (not counting brief stints of temp, low-wage work) back during the peak of the Great Recession, including the year 2011, and this song totally reminds me of all those applications and interviews. The good news is that I am now in the best job of my career so far, and things have gotten so much better. Ironically, I suppose I started doing better at interviews when I actually accepted that "I knew what was gonna happen", and didn't worry about getting the job anymore, just tried to have fun in the interviews. :)
[LYRICS] I know what's gonna happen I'll try to go to bed With fear of failure flapping Like a fruit bat in my head I'll sleep for half an hour The clock will ring at six I'll wake up in the shower with a stomach full of bricks So I won't have any breakfast Maybe just a little tea Like when you have to go And get a colonoscopy Which incidentally isn't half As disconcerting or upsetting As going for a part you know There is no way that you are getting But anyway I'm heading Downtown for the audition Where everything I'm dreading Will be coming to fruition And here's what's gonna happen I'll walk in weak with hunger And there's a dozen girls Who look like me but ten years younger I'll go into the bathroom And I'll try to vocalize And I'll be singing "minga-minga-minga-minga-ming" But I'll be hearing Sandy sucks She really sucks, she really, really, really blows And she's old, and she's lame And then someone calls my name And here's what happens I'll walk into the room The gross fluorescent lighting is inviting as a tomb And everybody smiles They'll say its good to see ya But all I see is judges And they'll all look like Scalia And then a little banter as they look me up and down And somewhere through the fog of insecurity and hate I'll try to convince them that I'm charming And I'm clever and I'm fun to have around But I'm starting to unravel In my head I hear the gavel Guilty! They're gonna throw the book at me 'cuz I'm Guilty! Of coming in and wasting all their time Guilty! Of almost every other showbiz crime Not young enough! Not thin enough! Not pretty enough! Not good enough! We hereby sentence you to a lifetime of waiting tables and debilitating self-loathing Sandy? But wait no someone's asking So can we hear your voice? I make a lame attempt at humor: Do I have a choice? I nod at the pianist He's always wearing black He's always in a turtleneck With dandruff on his back No sooner do I get my note And open up my trap Then inevitably some mealy-mouthed assistant director's Thumbs are all over his iPhone And I know he's probably tweeting LOL, This girl is crap She's a fake She's a phony She could never win a Tony I now live in a place I know quite well I've left the world, and I've entered hell I'm this far away from a fainting spell But just before I die I finish a song Which I oversell Somebody says thanks And wishes me well The next thing I know I'm at Taco Bell Stuffing my face with meat I'm trying to take it slowly I'm trying to be my best I'm trying to be more holy Less bitter and depressed I'm reading Eckhart Tolle He makes a lot of sense I bought a Buddhist bowl He says he it helps you be less tense It doesn't do a thing for me I sit there on the floor I watch a vivid sequence Of humiliating instances from my past go by And think what kind of masochist Keeps coming back for more When she knows what's gonna happen 'Cuz it never doesn't happen 'Cuz it always, always Sandy? Sandy! Michael? No! I know what's gonna happen Don't tell me that I don't And don't say that I'll rise to The occasion 'cuz I won't And don't say I've got talent And don't say I've got heart And don't say that I'm clever 'Cuz I know I'm pretty smart I'm smart enough to know That I'm too stupid to admit You can't survive a diet That consists of eating shit The trick is knowing when it's time to pack your bags And say "that's it!" You know what's gonna happen I know what's gonna happen Here's what's gonna happen I quit! I quit! I quit!
You already know what I came from Jk, jk. I found this in my recommended not knowing what it was but instantly knowing at 0:01 (edit 2021: idk why i didnt make it apparent but i wrote this a whileee back and implied that i came from spinel and i didnt need to state the context exactly at that time since spinel was my pfp back then, so i thought since i didnt rlky need to that much at the time i didnt have to. idky i didnt rlly think that thru, i knew i would change pfps sometime, but just clearing things up some :) )
I saw an animation for the last minute or so, came here and realized that it is, in fact, Sarah Stiles singing the song!! I'm not as crazy as I thought I was. lol
I don’t get how people see spinel, It’s the same actress but she sounds different. I love this and I’m grateful for the person on Instagram who animated their character singing this cuz I love this song
@Ana Generelli The clock will ring at six I'll wake up in the shower with a stomach full of bricks So I won't have any breakfast Maybe just a little tea Like when you have to go And get a colonoscopy Which incidentally isn't half As disconcerting or upsetting As going for a part you know There is no way that you are getting
@@typicalwoman759 And here's what's gonna happen I'll walk in weak with hunger And there's a dozen girls Who look like me but ten years younger I'll go into the bathroom And I'll try to vocalize And I'll be singing "minga-minga-minga-minga-ming" But I'll be hearing Sandy sucks She really sucks, she really, really, really blows And she's old, and she's lame And then someone calls my name
@@CJCroen1393 I genuinely wonder, considering that I've seen the movie a good few times. H o w Genuinely how, I don't understand at all, how does this suit Spinel in any way?
I don't really know and I'm not the smartest person but, I think it might be because of some of the lyrics and the voice in general. A few good examples of lyrics would be 'I''ll try to convince them that I'm charming and I'm clever and I'm fun to have around' and 'not good enough, not pretty enough, not good enough!' a few other parts too. Maybe the overall tone of the song too. But then again everyone had their own thoughts and opinions.
Quick question: why can I remember every word of this song from when I was obsessed with spinel in September but I can’t remember my English project from yesterday?????????
