"I wasn't originally taking drama, but the drama teacher asked me to audition for Bye, Bye Birdie. I did and got the lead role. Initially I was kind of scared, but once I did it I got bitten by the bug and loved it"
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Accident, not ambition, is the origin story Kevin Richardson chooses here, and that choice is doing a lot of work. He frames his entry into performance as something that happened to him: a teacher nudged, an audition occurred, a lead role landed in his lap. For a pop musician, that’s a savvy kind of humility. It sidesteps the try-hard narrative and replaces it with discovery, as if talent was simply waiting for the right adult to notice it.
The emotional pivot hinges on fear. “Kind of scared” isn’t just stage jitters; it’s the moment before identity locks in. Richardson presents courage as procedural: you do the thing, and only then does your desire catch up. That’s why “bitten by the bug” lands. The metaphor makes passion feel bodily and involuntary, like an infection you don’t recover from. It recasts performance as compulsion, not calculation.
Choosing Bye, Bye Birdie as the vehicle matters, too. It’s a musical about teen idol culture and the machinery around it, which reads like an eerie preface to boy-band fame. A high school production becomes a miniature rehearsal for the real world: adoration, choreography, charisma as a craft.
The subtext is mentorship and permission. Richardson isn’t crediting inner genius so much as the social infrastructure that makes talent legible: a teacher’s eye, a community stage, a role that forces you to expand. It’s a soft argument for how pop stars are often made less by destiny than by one well-timed invitation.
The emotional pivot hinges on fear. “Kind of scared” isn’t just stage jitters; it’s the moment before identity locks in. Richardson presents courage as procedural: you do the thing, and only then does your desire catch up. That’s why “bitten by the bug” lands. The metaphor makes passion feel bodily and involuntary, like an infection you don’t recover from. It recasts performance as compulsion, not calculation.
Choosing Bye, Bye Birdie as the vehicle matters, too. It’s a musical about teen idol culture and the machinery around it, which reads like an eerie preface to boy-band fame. A high school production becomes a miniature rehearsal for the real world: adoration, choreography, charisma as a craft.
The subtext is mentorship and permission. Richardson isn’t crediting inner genius so much as the social infrastructure that makes talent legible: a teacher’s eye, a community stage, a role that forces you to expand. It’s a soft argument for how pop stars are often made less by destiny than by one well-timed invitation.
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