Prologue
Shania Twain was one of the biggest names in country music throughout the 1990's. She had numerous hits singles, including "Man, I Feel Like A Woman!" and "That Don't Impress Me Much". She also released on of the most successful albums in recent history "Come On Over" that featured 12 hit singles.
The success of the 90's didn't carry over well into the 2000's. Few hit singles were released and she has only released one album in the last 13 years. She has also gone through a divorce with her longtime husband/producer. She has since attempted to make a return, however it has not been an easy task.
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"Hello"
"Hi, is this the Davidson Records Association?"
"Yes, this is DRA. May I ask who is speaking?"
"This is Shania Twain; I got a call asking for my contact Mr. Davidson."
"Yes, Mr. Davidson wants you to come in to the office to set up a meeting."
"Great! I need this label badly. This is my last chance for a comeback."
"Okay, come in tomorrow morning at 9:00 am."
"Thank you so much! Bye."
Shania's entire career rides on signing with this label. Every other label has turned her down, stating that her demos show that she has lost 'it' and couldn't sell albums anymore. If DRA turns her down, then she has nowhere to go and no one to comfort her. Her divorce had been finalized three weeks before this interview, severing all ties with her ex-husband.
Even at the age of 45, Shania still looked very good for her age and thought it would be a good idea to show off as much of her body as she possibly could for the big interview. The morning of the interview, she put on a silver halter top with an open black vest over it. She found an old pair of tight jeans, tried them on and, to her surprise, they fit perfectly and showed her ass off well. She laced up her cowboy boots, placed her good-luck ring that her son made her on her left hand and headed out to her car.
After an hour long drive, she arrived at the two-story building with a sign in front that said "Davidson Records Association. Taking the Industry by Storm." She walked in the front door and met the secretary she talked to earlier. She was an elderly Asian woman with a huge smile on her face.
"You must be Shania. Mr. Davidson is waiting for you upstairs. Go right on up."
"Thank you." She walked up the stairs and saw the door that said 'Ronald V. Davidson' and knocked.
"Come in." Shania walked in. "Ah, Ms. Twain welcome. You look nice today. Have a seat."
"Thank you. I'm so excited that you are giving me an opportunity. Every other label turned me down. Without this, I've got nothing."
"Don't worry, we heard the demo and we loved it." A large smile came upon Shania's face. "We were very impressed, especially considering the number of turn-downs you've received. I have always been a fan of yours, and can't wait to give you your tryout. We are a different label though. We have to watch you perform your demo on stage before we can sign you. You see, we are sell musical performance and not just the sounds. I hope that isn't a problem."
"Okay, I guess that's fine."
"So we are going to go over to the stage next door and see what you can do."
They moved over to the stage in the next room that looked like any stage that you would see in play. Of course there was a band that had the sheet music from the demo already practiced. Shania's performance was the only thing standing in the way of her comeback. She was nervous as she hardly remembered the song she had recorded. It had been at least two months since she last performed the song.
"Okay Shania, are you ready."
"Yes." She was visibly nervous, knowing that she needs to perform her heart out.
The tryout did not go as Shania had hoped. She stumbled over her words and looked lost on the stage. Mr. Davidson was clearly disappointed after she had to stop numerous times to remember her words.
