On the stageToo 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.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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If you want blood . . . .One of our English classrooms at school had it's own stage and in 5th year we had to make our own play. I can't remember the story-line of the play my friends and I wrote, but I do remember a bit where we had Action Men parachuting, with torches waving as searchlights (to Iron Maiden's Where Eagles Dare), a musical number sang to the tune of the 1812 overture, but mainly I remember the end where everyone died horribly. We placed big bags of tomato puree under our costumes to burst on cue, covering the audience and classroom in sweet red gore.
Can't remember if we got a good mark or not either.
(, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 14:36, Reply)
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