On the stage
Too shy to ever appear on stage myself, I still hung around theatres like a bad smell when I was younger - lighting and set design were what I was good at.
Backstage we'd attempt to sabotage every production - us lighting geeks would wind up the sound man by putting the remote "pause" button for his reel-to-reel tape machine on his chair, so when he sat down it'd start running, ruining his cues. Actors would do scenes out of order to make our lives hell. It was great and I don't know why I don't still do it.
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( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
Too shy to ever appear on stage myself, I still hung around theatres like a bad smell when I was younger - lighting and set design were what I was good at.
Backstage we'd attempt to sabotage every production - us lighting geeks would wind up the sound man by putting the remote "pause" button for his reel-to-reel tape machine on his chair, so when he sat down it'd start running, ruining his cues. Actors would do scenes out of order to make our lives hell. It was great and I don't know why I don't still do it.
Tell us your stories of life on the stage.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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Regular little drama queen
When I was sixteen, I had to play Ralph in our school's production of Lord of the Flies. Those familiar with the play/film/book may know that Ralph has to do a handstand at the start of the play, and blow a conch, both of which I was given two weeks to learn how to do.
Being a particularly gangly, ungraceful and lung-capacity bereft teenager, I could do neither.
Come the big day, I fell over in front of everyone, and made a wet farting sound instead of crystal clear fanfare. It was highly embarrassing. Slightly more embarrassing was that everyone else in the cast continued as if nothing had changed, and I'd done the best handstand ever! Nightmare.
There was also my part in a Midsummer Night's Dream, in which I had to pull a particularly fit girl, who was not my girlfriend. Oh, the rehearsals we had! Much to the chagrin of said girlfriend.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 13:03, Reply)
When I was sixteen, I had to play Ralph in our school's production of Lord of the Flies. Those familiar with the play/film/book may know that Ralph has to do a handstand at the start of the play, and blow a conch, both of which I was given two weeks to learn how to do.
Being a particularly gangly, ungraceful and lung-capacity bereft teenager, I could do neither.
Come the big day, I fell over in front of everyone, and made a wet farting sound instead of crystal clear fanfare. It was highly embarrassing. Slightly more embarrassing was that everyone else in the cast continued as if nothing had changed, and I'd done the best handstand ever! Nightmare.
There was also my part in a Midsummer Night's Dream, in which I had to pull a particularly fit girl, who was not my girlfriend. Oh, the rehearsals we had! Much to the chagrin of said girlfriend.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 13:03, Reply)
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