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.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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Various disastersI have been involved in many a school production, and my music teachers were unusually militant. When I was 8, our school choir performed a lunchtime concert for all the mums and dads; during which one girl fainted, one ran out crying, and my close friend threw up in full view of the audience. To make matters worse, it was a horrible pinky-red colour due to whatever she had been eating for lunch. Strangely, we carried on singing as if nothing had happened. We were a cold, unfeeling lot!
Fast forward 8 or so years, and a few of us from my catholic school had been chosen to take part in a parish production of a musical about the story of Jesus (not the Andrew Lloyd Webber one, one far more boring). The crucifixion scene on one night was very unusual indeed. As the actor playing JC made his way onto the stage with the cross, his cloth got caught and fell off and the audience were treated to the sight of Jesus being crucified in his Y-fronts! My friends on stage playing mourners were laughing so hard, they had to face away from the audience. It must've looked like they were really getting into it! Oh dear...
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