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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Oh God, nasty flashback.
Year 6, the theme of the play is the 60s and 70s. Got on stage to sing 'Little boxes on the hillside'. Forgot the song, forgot the dance, forgot to collect the props in the first place. In fact, just stood behind a cardboard box painted yellow, while my mate (who's standing next to me) laughs.
Then sat in full visibility (and earshot) of the audience singing made up words to all the other songs, laughing at all the other peoples performances hysterically and hitting the person next to me.
Finished the night off with a Mexican wave. Me being the only Mexican.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 14:46, Reply)
Year 6, the theme of the play is the 60s and 70s. Got on stage to sing 'Little boxes on the hillside'. Forgot the song, forgot the dance, forgot to collect the props in the first place. In fact, just stood behind a cardboard box painted yellow, while my mate (who's standing next to me) laughs.
Then sat in full visibility (and earshot) of the audience singing made up words to all the other songs, laughing at all the other peoples performances hysterically and hitting the person next to me.
Finished the night off with a Mexican wave. Me being the only Mexican.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 14:46, Reply)
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