There’s been a ton of seminars and whatnot telling you how to get an agent or manager. Rather than going through the hassle of paying them a lot of money to learn this information, I’ve taken the time to create this very extensive article so that I take away all the mystery how to exactly get an agent. This can most likely applied everywhere else but the documents I attached are specifically LA-based. It’s a wee bit long but it’s everything I know how to do and it has worked for me. Hopefully it will work for you as well 🙂
**Just to let you know, although my language in this article will refer to agents, all of this applies to finding a manager as well.**
Continue reading Finding that elusive agent/manager
UPDATE: Now that folks like Billy DaMota HAVE seen this article and commented on it (you can see his long comment below), anybody else is also welcome to comment on the pros and cons of casting workshops. I’ll reply here and there as I’m interested in what you guys have to say but won’t go too much into details as I am resolutely an advocate for these workshops. To ask the question from others if I’m only being seen for co-stars from these folks I meet? Hardly. You don’t believe me? I don’t give a shit! Just to be fair though, I will publish the Nay Version on Wednesday.
For actors who get themselves situated in Los Angeles and New York, there’s three words that they will come across inevitably:
Casting director workshops.
You know, the thing where you pay to meet casting individuals for that TV show you like to watch or films you just absolutely adore? Yeah that one. Now I don’t want to bore you with the history of how and when it got started, but it is safe to say that they are most definitely here to stay, despite protests from folks like casting director Billy DaMota who believes it to be an illegal scam that rips off actors (I would read this article solely to get a full perspective on all sides).
Rather than go into a lengthy discussion of whether or not one should take a casting workshop or not, for the purposes of this blog entry, I will vote in favor for it because I can safely say that I am a product of these workshops, whether I met a casting director or an agent through this venue. And as such, if we are to do these workshops, here’s several things I want to give to you guys:
Continue reading Casting director workshops! (The Yay Version)
For as long as I can remember, I’ve always been a man who was ruled by his emotions. As time went by, I learned to hone the extreme edges that my emotions can spill out (and I still have a long way to go). But if there’s anything that has remained with me over the years is that I wear my heart on my sleeves and as I got older, I started to have an extremely low tolerance to bullshit.
These two somewhat opposite characteristics have been a great asset to my time here in Los Angeles, a city where many will claim to be your friends but only few will truly prove to be so. My personality is so defined in its passionate, bluntly honest, snarky/righteous stamp that I completely acknowledge that it takes time for people to truly be comfortable with me. Many will be completely turned off by it and want nothing to do with me or just rather watch idly from the sidelines.
Before I even came to LA, this aspect about me used to be something that would be a heavy issue for me as a child since I wanted everybody to be my friend and love me. Throughout my childhood, it made my existence rather lonely and sometimes unbearable. Now, while I can’t quite say I could care less, but I can definitely say this clear definition serves me quite well in the city of Angels, a city that is filled with those who rather not know who you really are, but what you can provide to them. I have noticed my personality seems to be some sort of a smelly poo-poo repellent for those types of people.
To that, I say awesome.
For those that clicked with me right away or got used to my bizarre charm over time, I hold onto those as tight as I can because I know that my success as an actor here in LA is absolutely meaningless if I don’t have a true sense of community and love to serve as my anchor. The people who not only praise me, but criticize me, keep it real for me, and tolerate me when I reach manic moments in my life (there are more than I would like to admit, despite my rather organized demeanor). I know I have that. I’m blessed to have that. I am, simply, utterly grateful to have that.