Dyon J. Kaleuwee

Why everyone should accidentally take some acting lessons

There I stood, in the middle of what looked like an industrial classroom in Midtown New York — looking at a group of total strangers, singing a Sinatra standard as though I had blue eyes myself.

Although I had plenty of vocal experience within the safe and enclosed parameters of my bathroom, doing it in front of anything more lifelike than a bottle of shampoo made me very uncomfortable — and rightly so, because in my humble opinion, I can’t sing my way out of a paper bag. But that all didn’t matter, at least not to my acting…