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She’s got the lead in Black Theatre Troupe’s production of Tony Kushner’s Caroline, or Change, but actress Taylore Mahogany Scott has also got humbling memories of auditioning for a Miami Vice star and a deep fear of clowns. You can get to know here a little better here, but don’t get between her and her football.
I knew I wanted to be in show business when my dad took me up on stage with him during one of his gigs (he was a jazz musician).
The worst thing about being an actor is you don’t always get an audience for the shows that can really affect change and inspire a movement. Also the money isn’t great. Being a starving artist can get old!
The happiest day in my life was when I got the call to come and visit this character, Caroline, again, here in Phoenix with Black Theatre Troupe!
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If I could be anyone other than myself, it would be a more famous version of myself!
It’s not entirely true, but I sometimes tell people that I’ll kill them if they turn the channel while I’m watching a football game. I wouldn’t really kill them, but I will seriously try to cause you bodily harm. I love my football!
My worst audition ever was for Phillip Michael Thomas. I did an interpretational dance to the music in my head, and I’m not a dancer! But I did get a callback!
The fictional character I am most like is Anastasia — if she were black . . . and modern . . . and not dead! Does she count as fictional?
I am utterly terrified of clowns.
The one thing I absolutely refuse to do on stage is the Hokey Pokey.
Something I have never admitted to anyone before is going to stay locked away in the dirty, quiet recesses of my mind!
Currently, I am reading Joplin’s Ghost by Tananarive Due.
The first time I got drunk my mom and dad laughed at me as I lay helpless and miserable on the couch.
Like my mother used to say, “If you just listen to me for the first 22 years of your life, everything will turn out fine.” (Of course, as I get older, she keeps changing the number of years I need to listen to her.)
