In which another show is done
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bookzombieSo The Pajama Game is done and dusted. And you know what? It went really well; a lot better than I expected and was a lot more fun than I expected as well. Our audiences where okay, rather than brilliant, but very appreciative.
The lack of rehearsal time did show in a few places each performance - there were several scenes where consistently not everyone got their words in, or in the right order - but unless you knew the show well then it wouldn't be visible to the audience. Our principals were mainly fine - everyone made mistakes but nothing too serious (although James, playing Sid - the leading man - and Jes, playing (brilliantly I may add) Hines, the time-study man but needed a certain amount of ego-stroking at various points).
Most of the time my stuff was fine. Except one bad moment. As some of you may know I have a real problem with names: they can suddenly go out of my head; I just can't find that 'tag'. I've always had a problem with this and I can honestly lose the names of people I have known for years, even my own family. I can't really describe it as 'not remembering'. The best description I can think of is that there is a hole in my head where the name should be. Believe me, this can be very scary sometimes!
Anyway, during the 'Hernando's Hideaway' sequence, a group of us are on the platform at the back of the stage with torches and have some bits of dialogue in with the music. My character was supposed to be trying to find one of the minor female characters, who glorifies in the name of 'Poopsie'. So in one bit of the song I have to call out 'Poopsie' 3 times before one of the other guys has to respond 'Hey bud, this ain't Poopsie!' You're way ahead of me I'm sure! At that moment, in the Friday night performance, the name 'Poopsie' just totally disappeared from my. I switched on my torch and went 'P. P. P. Oh Shit!' (luckily very quietly and I wasn't miked so no damage was done). Thankfully Hazel, one of the other people on the platform, was able to feed me the name.
So that was my show disaster!
We had decided that we were going to do The King and I, the next show, but then had that scuppered by discovering that it is on at the same time as WisCon. If it had been a show we desperately wanted to do, then we might have cancelled the trip, but as there isn't a lot of chorus work and it's not a great show if you are one of the leads then it's not a big deal. I just hope this timing doesn't become a habit!
Anyway, rehearsals for that don't start until after Christmas so we've got a couple of carol concerts to prepare for next...
The lack of rehearsal time did show in a few places each performance - there were several scenes where consistently not everyone got their words in, or in the right order - but unless you knew the show well then it wouldn't be visible to the audience. Our principals were mainly fine - everyone made mistakes but nothing too serious (although James, playing Sid - the leading man - and Jes, playing (brilliantly I may add) Hines, the time-study man but needed a certain amount of ego-stroking at various points).
Most of the time my stuff was fine. Except one bad moment. As some of you may know I have a real problem with names: they can suddenly go out of my head; I just can't find that 'tag'. I've always had a problem with this and I can honestly lose the names of people I have known for years, even my own family. I can't really describe it as 'not remembering'. The best description I can think of is that there is a hole in my head where the name should be. Believe me, this can be very scary sometimes!
Anyway, during the 'Hernando's Hideaway' sequence, a group of us are on the platform at the back of the stage with torches and have some bits of dialogue in with the music. My character was supposed to be trying to find one of the minor female characters, who glorifies in the name of 'Poopsie'. So in one bit of the song I have to call out 'Poopsie' 3 times before one of the other guys has to respond 'Hey bud, this ain't Poopsie!' You're way ahead of me I'm sure! At that moment, in the Friday night performance, the name 'Poopsie' just totally disappeared from my. I switched on my torch and went 'P. P. P. Oh Shit!' (luckily very quietly and I wasn't miked so no damage was done). Thankfully Hazel, one of the other people on the platform, was able to feed me the name.
So that was my show disaster!
We had decided that we were going to do The King and I, the next show, but then had that scuppered by discovering that it is on at the same time as WisCon. If it had been a show we desperately wanted to do, then we might have cancelled the trip, but as there isn't a lot of chorus work and it's not a great show if you are one of the leads then it's not a big deal. I just hope this timing doesn't become a habit!
Anyway, rehearsals for that don't start until after Christmas so we've got a couple of carol concerts to prepare for next...
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Date: 2008-10-13 05:01 pm (UTC)I occasionally get the name thing as well - and also the equivalent with faces, which can be quite awkward. I see someone and I have a terrible moment of indecision as to whether I know them or not.
It doesn't bother me that much because I've always been like that. J took a medication for a while that caused him to "lose" words, though, and found it very disconcerting.