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.
Tell us your stories of life on the stage.
( , 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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Not on the stage as such...
...but up a lighting tower at a convention in Blackpool in 1992.
The heating was on the fritz so it was astoundingly hot at ground level, let alone on the tower, which was just under the ceiling. Of course, the reason for being up the tower was to manhandle a 2000W spotlight, which didn't add to the coolness. Couple this with the fact that the frame of the bastard thing was live, and you'd better not touch it and the scaffold tower at the same time. Finally, we were up there for about 4 hours straight. Hell.
Luckily, the FOH manager kept handing us pints of cold drinks. Usually, a single pint is enough to stimulate my spastic bladder, but this time the liquid sizzled straight out of my pores so I managed to stay aloft the whole time.
I volunteered again the next year, daft sod that I am.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 13:19, Reply)
...but up a lighting tower at a convention in Blackpool in 1992.
The heating was on the fritz so it was astoundingly hot at ground level, let alone on the tower, which was just under the ceiling. Of course, the reason for being up the tower was to manhandle a 2000W spotlight, which didn't add to the coolness. Couple this with the fact that the frame of the bastard thing was live, and you'd better not touch it and the scaffold tower at the same time. Finally, we were up there for about 4 hours straight. Hell.
Luckily, the FOH manager kept handing us pints of cold drinks. Usually, a single pint is enough to stimulate my spastic bladder, but this time the liquid sizzled straight out of my pores so I managed to stay aloft the whole time.
I volunteered again the next year, daft sod that I am.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 13:19, Reply)
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