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scared to audition bc our theatre/choir teacher is very passive aggressive and blatantly plays favourites (I am not one.)
But I got in last year so hopefully I will this year 🫶
#julia yaps#we love to see it#dont think it’s a good thing when your students#are scared to talk to you#and are actively crushing your love for singing#and thwatre#😍
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The Scottish actor Phil McCall was born on 26th November 1925 in Glasgow.
Phil, the son of a Labourer attended St Mungo’s Academy in Glasgow and trained as an actor at the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama.
Although not a household name he appeared in repertory theatre in Scotland and England and made a decent living as an actor, appearing in numerous TV shows over his career including the recurring role of Sgt. Dickson in Charles Endell Esq, Coronation Street, Brookside, Casualty, Rab C Nesbit and Minder.
McCall was a favourite of the stage, particularly in Glasgow. His name is ranked high in the list of old- time showmen and panto stalwarts such as Stanley Baxter, Jack Milroy, Rikki Fulton, Jimmy Logan, Johnnie Beattie and Walter Carr.
McCall and his wife, a television and theatre director, both served as head of Scottish Equity. He was chairman for 17 years
In Monarch of the Glen, McCall played the cantankerous old man who had returned to Glenbogle to reclaim his cottage.
In 1997 he joined Gregor Fisher, Juliet Cadzow and two of yesterday’s posts subjects Blythe Duff and William McIlvanney in a public protest in an effort to save the threatened Wildcat Theatre.
Arguably though Phil has went down in history for the immortal words “Pea and ham soup from a chicken, now that’s clever”.
Sadly Phil’s wife found him hanged at their home in Glasgow on 29TH January 2002, he was about to open in a play, Fermentation, that night at The Briggait Theatre in Glasgow.
Depression is a killer no matter what age you are, Phil was 76.
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what a waste today has been. sometimes i wish i were just a sociopath who didn't care about other ppl
#and after two hours of crying in the morning i havent cried again and part of me is like. am i evil?#but then i remember he's dead for real and it's not just a dream and i feel like I've been punched in the stomach#and i feel so sad about all the times i thought about getting back in touch with him and didnt#all the times i thought 'we live in the same city we should hang out more often'#and then just not texted him bc i took our friendship for granted#anf now im never going to be able to see him agsin#and it doesn't feel real#and psrt of me is like you cold bitch if you really wanted to re with him you would have connected#not to be cliche but we really always do think we have more time dont we#this year has been such shit#its only february#and here i am#drunj on a wednesday evening unable to cry over the loss of someone i love#when i was 12 (around the time that we first met) i was obsessed with the lyric 'forget regret or life is yours to miss' from rent#and he loved it too bc we both loved musical thwatre#and now i just have so many regrets and i dont know how to not have them#ily kevin... im so sorry for letting our friendship go due to negligence and laziness#im so sad and yet i dont feel anything#hm
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Every time I'm reimmersed in theatre I'm reminded of how much I adore it. I am going to go running with arms flung open to the RSC ticket office the second it reopens
#i dont even just mean live thwatre tho#i mean reading and studying plays in general and feeling the inspiration and myselfness that i felt at a level#my own post
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