Montage, Part 2: "Nothing" - A Chorus Line - Piano Accompaniment/Rehearsal Track

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[@izabelakramarek2143]

Ev'ry day for a week we would try to
Feel the motion, feel the motion
Down the hill.
Ev'ry day for a week we would try to
Hear the wind rush, hear the wind rush,
Feel the chill.
And I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
To see what I had inside.
Yes, I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
And I tried, I tried.
And everybody's goin' "Whooooosh, whooooosh ...
I feel the snow... I feel the cold... I feel the air."
And Mr. Karp turns to me and he says,
"Okay, Morales. What did you feel?"
And I said..."Nothing,
I'm feeling nothing, "
And he says "Nothing
Could get a girl transferred."
They all felt something,
But I felt nothing
Except the feeling
That this bullsh*t was absurd!
But I said to myself, "Hey, it's only the first week.
Maybe it's genetic.
They don't have bobsleds in San Juan!"
Second week, more advanced, and we had to
Be a table, be a sportscar...
Ice-cream cone.
Mister Karp, he would say, "Very good,
Except Morales. Try, Morales,
All alone."
And I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
To see how an ice cream felt.
Yes, I dug right down to the bottom of my soul
And I tried to melt.
The kids yelled, "Nothing!"
They called me "Nothing"
And Karp allowed it,
Which really makes me burn.
The were so helpful.
They called me "Hopeless",
Until I really didn't know
Where else to turn.
And Karp kept saying,
"Morales, I think you should transfer to Girl's High,
You'll never be an actress, Never!" Jesus Christ!
Went to church, praying, "Santa Maria,
Send me guidance, send me guidance, "
On my knees.
Went to church, praying, "Santa Maria,
Help me feel it, help me feel it.
Pretty please!"
And a voice from down at the bottom of my soul
Came up to the top of my head.
And the voice from down at the bottom of my soul,
Here is what it said:
"This man is nothing!
This course is nothing!
If you want something,
Go find another class.
And when you find one
You'll be an actress."
And I assure you that's what
Fin'lly came to pass.
Six months later I heard that Karp had died.
And I dug right down to the bottom of my soul...
And cried.
'Cause I felt... nothing.

[@rileyschauer4419]

So excited
Because I'm gonna go to the High School of Performing Arts.
I mean, I was dying to be a serious actress.
Anyway, it's the first day of acting class
And we're in the auditorium, and the teacher,
Mr. Karp, puts us up on the stage with our legs around everybody
One in back of the other. And he says,
"Okay, we're gonna do improvisations.
Now, you're on a bob sled
And it's snowing out and it's cold.
Okay, go!"
Ev'ry day for a week we would try to feel the motion,
Feel the motion down the hill.
Ev'ry day for a week we would try to hear the wind rush,
Hear the wind rush, feel the chill.
And I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul to see what I had inside.
Yes, I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul and I tried, I tried.
Everyone is going "Woosh I feel the snow,
I feel the cold I feel the air."
And Mr. Karp turns to me and says,
"Okay, Morales, what did you feel "
And I said, "Nothing, I'm feeling nothing, "
And he says, "Nothing could get a girl transferred!"
They all felt something, but I felt nothing
Except the feeling that this bullshit was absurd!
But I said to myself,
"Hey!, it's only the first week. Maybe it's genetic.
They don't have bob sleds in San Juan."
Second week, more advanced
And we had to be a table, be a sports car ice cream cone.
Mr. Karp, he would say,
"Very good, except Morales.
Try, Morales, all alone."
So I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul to see how an ice cream felt.
Yes, I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul and I tried to melt.
The kids yelled, "Nothing!"
They called me "Nothing!"
And Karp allowed it, which really makes me burn.
They were so helpful.
They called me hopeless.
Until I really didn't know where else to turn!
And Karp kept saying,
"Morales, I think you should transfer to girls' high.
You'll never be an actress. Never! Jesus Christ!
Went to church praying,
"Santa Maria, send me guidance, send me guidance."
On my knees.
Went to church praying,
"Santa Maria, help me feel it,
Help me feel it. Pretty please."
And a voice from down at the bottom
Of my soul cam up to the top of my head.
And the voice from down at the bottom of my soul,
Here is what it said
"This man is nothing!
This course is nothing!
If you want something, go find a better class.
And when you find one, you'll be an actress."
And I assure you that's what fin'lly came to pass.
Six months later I heard that Karp had died.
So I dug right down to the bottom of my soul and cried,
'cause I felt nothing.
I didn't want him to die or anything, but

[@marieshenk1091]

1:57 (it’s for my cut just ignore)

[@Lola_Sokolskiy]

3:08 (my cut)

[@sakinakashima6435]

1:45

[@irisss3118]

Elke dag van de week, was de opdracht
voel het trillen, voel het rillen, voel de kleur
Elke dag van de week was de opdracht
voel de koelte, voel de zwoelte, voel de geur
En ik zocht heel diep op de bodem van m’n ziel,
want ik voelde het als een test
Ja ik zocht heel diep op de bodem van m’n ziel
en ik deed m’n best
En iedereen zat daar maar een beetje te dedderen. Zo van: Ja ik voel de koude harde schaal en ja ik voel me helemaal slap. En meneer Karp komt op mij af en en zegt: En Morales, wat voel jij?
En ik zeg: ik voel niets. nee ik voel echt niets.
En hij zegt: echt niets? Hoor jij wel in mijn klas?
Zij voelden wel iets. Ik voelde echt niets.
Ik voelde alleen dat dit volkomen waanzin was.
Dus ik dacht: nou ja het is de eerste week nog maar, misschien zit het niet in m’n genen. Wij eten nooit drilpudding
Tweede week ging het door en zei die
doe een handdoek, wees een klopboor, een winterpeen.
Meneer karp vond het goed, heel erg goed,
Maar zei Morales, jij Morales, nu alleen.
Dus ik zoek heel diep op de bodem van m’n ziel
om te zien wat hij bedoelt
Ja ik zoek heel diep op de bodem van m’n ziel
hoe een peen zich voelt.
En de klas riep weer niets
Jij kan ook echt niets
En karp die stond daar en liet het zomaar toe
Het was weer kinnesinnig maar ik wist van binnen
Ik kan gewoon niet meer doen dan ik nu al doe
Het enige wat Karp tegen mij zei was: word jij maar kapster! Jij wordt nooit actrice! Nooit!
Jezus Christus
In de kerk bad ik Santa Maria,
help ik voel me, help ik voel me, zo gegriefd,
in de kerk bad ik Santa Maria, wil me bij staan,
wil me bij staan, alsjeblieft
En ik hoorde een stem van de bodem van m’n ziel
en die klonk echt heel dichtbij,
en ik hoorde een stem van de bodem van m’n ziel
en die sprak tot mij:
Die man is echt niets
Die les is ook niets
En wil je wel iets, zoek dan een andere klas.
En als je dat doet, word jij actrice. Zoals je ziet kwam deze raad heel goed van pas.
Karp ging dood en stierf aan de alcohol
En ik zocht heel diep op de bodem van mijn ziel
Ik schoot vol
Want ik voelde weer niets.

[@silviperrone8764]

2:40

[@marleyy5170]

0:28

[@theoperatripleaxel5417]

So fast i can't read the lines...

[@rileyschauer4419]

So excited
Because I'm gonna go to the High School of Performing Arts.
I mean, I was dying to be a serious actress.
Anyway, it's the first day of acting class
And we're in the auditorium, and the teacher,
Mr. Karp, puts us up on the stage with our legs around everybody
One in back of the other. And he says,
"Okay, we're gonna do improvisations.
Now, you're on a bob sled
And it's snowing out and it's cold.
Okay, go!"
Ev'ry day for a week we would try to feel the motion,
Feel the motion down the hill.
Ev'ry day for a week we would try to hear the wind rush,
Hear the wind rush, feel the chill.
And I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul to see what I had inside.
Yes, I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul and I tried, I tried.
Everyone is going "Woosh I feel the snow,
I feel the cold I feel the air."
And Mr. Karp turns to me and says,
"Okay, Morales, what did you feel "
And I said, "Nothing, I'm feeling nothing, "
And he says, "Nothing could get a girl transferred!"
They all felt something, but I felt nothing
Except the feeling that this bullshit was absurd!
But I said to myself,
"Hey!, it's only the first week. Maybe it's genetic.
They don't have bob sleds in San Juan."
Second week, more advanced
And we had to be a table, be a sports car ice cream cone.
Mr. Karp, he would say,
"Very good, except Morales.
Try, Morales, all alone."
So I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul to see how an ice cream felt.
Yes, I dug right down to the bottom
Of my soul and I tried to melt.
The kids yelled, "Nothing!"
They called me "Nothing!"
And Karp allowed it, which really makes me burn.
They were so helpful.
They called me hopeless.
Until I really didn't know where else to turn!
And Karp kept saying,
"Morales, I think you should transfer to girls' high.
You'll never be an actress. Never! Jesus Christ!
Went to church praying,
"Santa Maria, send me guidance, send me guidance."
On my knees.
Went to church praying,
"Santa Maria, help me feel it,
Help me feel it. Pretty please."
And a voice from down at the bottom
Of my soul cam up to the top of my head.
And the voice from down at the bottom of my soul,
Here is what it said
"This man is nothing!
This course is nothing!
If you want something, go find a better class.
And when you find one, you'll be an actress."
And I assure you that's what fin'lly came to pass.
Six months later I heard that Karp had died.
So I dug right down to the bottom of my soul and cried,
'cause I felt nothing.
I didn't want him to die or anything, but

[@alanasantiago3163]

2:38