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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White Blocks
I act quite a lot at college. We have a small theatre where the set often comprises of just White Blocks (TM).
White blocks are surprisingly difficult to see in a blackout let me tell you. I had just finished a scene in a particularly dire play, the final one in fact. Move to leave the stage.
Steady steady I walk. I'm sure there is a white block around here, must avoid---
Ouch. My right knee hurts.
But no fear, I can be a Smooth and Professional Actor and just lift my left leg over the whole block. No one will be any the wiser, thought I.
Sadly the block had other ideas and seemed somehow to grow an extra few inches. Left leg clips block. I go flying to the ground, shouting 'Fuck' at the top of my voice to the silent auditorium.
Still, got the only laugh of the night. So not all bad then.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 14:32, Reply)
I act quite a lot at college. We have a small theatre where the set often comprises of just White Blocks (TM).
White blocks are surprisingly difficult to see in a blackout let me tell you. I had just finished a scene in a particularly dire play, the final one in fact. Move to leave the stage.
Steady steady I walk. I'm sure there is a white block around here, must avoid---
Ouch. My right knee hurts.
But no fear, I can be a Smooth and Professional Actor and just lift my left leg over the whole block. No one will be any the wiser, thought I.
Sadly the block had other ideas and seemed somehow to grow an extra few inches. Left leg clips block. I go flying to the ground, shouting 'Fuck' at the top of my voice to the silent auditorium.
Still, got the only laugh of the night. So not all bad then.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 14:32, Reply)
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