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bluecastleCan I just take a short break from the theater updates ... intermission if you will ... to say how proud I am of my BFF. After two plus years hard work, he was recently awarded National Board Certification. Which, if I understand it correctly means his teaching certificate is now good in all 50 states. Right now he is climbing into his brand new dark blue suit so he can drive to the state capitol and be congratulated by the Governor himself!!
The up side of being a workaholic overachiever anal-retentive type A bastard is a certain measure of success above and beyond, say, me, who desires simply to vegetate on my sofa in my free time!
LOL.
Love ya baby!
And now let me return you to the entr'acte... which in this case is the performance before the rehearsal last night. It went really well. Much smaller house than the previous performance, and I think my dress shrunk a tad when I washed it ... but it was a very appreciative audience. My friend Laura had me crying during her song, and then the audience was crying and singing along to the old ballads ... which had me crying more. And they came up afterwords to shake our hands, or hug us and tell us how much they appreciated it all. The older gentleman who was telling us that he always loved music, and he was a trumpeter in the Army band, but when they sold his house recently, they sold his instruments ... set off the waterworks again! It was a very cry-ey performance for me all around!
And then in my heels and hair and whatnot, I leapt into my car and dashed off to rehearsal. Which went well on the whole, but I really REALLY need to get Act I memorized. I have that slotted in for the post-work/pre-rehearsal gap tonight. Some really nice things happening. The girl playing the boy is doing some really great things. She's maybe 14 or 15, although looks younger, and I expect great things. She sings, acts, plays multiple instruments ... a real triple threat that girl! So proud. Director got a little testy with the lead actress at one point during notes ... but I think they worked it out OK. Director did feel bad as she came over to the BFF and I in the parking lot while I was scoping out his sweet new suit and asked if we thought she was too hard on M. We assured her it will be fine, it's just stressful right now while M. struggles to get all those lines down.
Costumer was there, and loved the fake bun I had on for the other gig, so I'm scrapping my plan for curls and going with fake bun hair. I would have preferred the curls, character-wise, as I am always talking about permanent waves, but the bun will be SO much easier and less time consuming. Also thanks to the costumer's insistence upon seamed stockings I have to go off now and special order them. There's no doubt they're period correct (although answering "what period are we setting this in?" when asked re: hair, shoes, etc with "Oh, thirties ... forties... " is NOT HELPFUL. There is a WORLD of difference there). It's a FARCE and UNREAL and so I wouldn't have bothered with it -- in fact I DIDN'T when I costumed Lend Me a Tenor for them a few years ago. But she is in charge, and so I go to do her bidding.
And drink more coffee... gawd I'm tired this morning!
eta: this is how stuff happens sometimes...
Quotes:
director: "Are you our lighting designer?"
stage manager: "OMG you're the lighting designer??"
cast member: "We have a lighting designer???"
random tech dropping by: "Uhh...no."
stage manager: "Do you want to be the lighting designer??"
random tech: "Uhhh...."
The up side of being a workaholic overachiever anal-retentive type A bastard is a certain measure of success above and beyond, say, me, who desires simply to vegetate on my sofa in my free time!
LOL.
Love ya baby!
And now let me return you to the entr'acte... which in this case is the performance before the rehearsal last night. It went really well. Much smaller house than the previous performance, and I think my dress shrunk a tad when I washed it ... but it was a very appreciative audience. My friend Laura had me crying during her song, and then the audience was crying and singing along to the old ballads ... which had me crying more. And they came up afterwords to shake our hands, or hug us and tell us how much they appreciated it all. The older gentleman who was telling us that he always loved music, and he was a trumpeter in the Army band, but when they sold his house recently, they sold his instruments ... set off the waterworks again! It was a very cry-ey performance for me all around!
And then in my heels and hair and whatnot, I leapt into my car and dashed off to rehearsal. Which went well on the whole, but I really REALLY need to get Act I memorized. I have that slotted in for the post-work/pre-rehearsal gap tonight. Some really nice things happening. The girl playing the boy is doing some really great things. She's maybe 14 or 15, although looks younger, and I expect great things. She sings, acts, plays multiple instruments ... a real triple threat that girl! So proud. Director got a little testy with the lead actress at one point during notes ... but I think they worked it out OK. Director did feel bad as she came over to the BFF and I in the parking lot while I was scoping out his sweet new suit and asked if we thought she was too hard on M. We assured her it will be fine, it's just stressful right now while M. struggles to get all those lines down.
Costumer was there, and loved the fake bun I had on for the other gig, so I'm scrapping my plan for curls and going with fake bun hair. I would have preferred the curls, character-wise, as I am always talking about permanent waves, but the bun will be SO much easier and less time consuming. Also thanks to the costumer's insistence upon seamed stockings I have to go off now and special order them. There's no doubt they're period correct (although answering "what period are we setting this in?" when asked re: hair, shoes, etc with "Oh, thirties ... forties... " is NOT HELPFUL. There is a WORLD of difference there). It's a FARCE and UNREAL and so I wouldn't have bothered with it -- in fact I DIDN'T when I costumed Lend Me a Tenor for them a few years ago. But she is in charge, and so I go to do her bidding.
And drink more coffee... gawd I'm tired this morning!
eta: this is how stuff happens sometimes...
Quotes:
director: "Are you our lighting designer?"
stage manager: "OMG you're the lighting designer??"
cast member: "We have a lighting designer???"
random tech dropping by: "Uhh...no."
stage manager: "Do you want to be the lighting designer??"
random tech: "Uhhh...."
