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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some bastard..
stitched myself and a friend up by sawing partially through the table legs on our set. so when a friend and i sat down on the coffee table halfway through the show, it collapsed like an interesting reverse bit of ikea flat-pack. cue myself and said friend and rest of cast trying not to have hysterics, and a muffled giggle from the culprit seated at the back.
never mind. we switched said bastard's apple juice for urine. poor dear had to neck half a carton of the stuff. on stage.
cheers.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 23:03, Reply)
stitched myself and a friend up by sawing partially through the table legs on our set. so when a friend and i sat down on the coffee table halfway through the show, it collapsed like an interesting reverse bit of ikea flat-pack. cue myself and said friend and rest of cast trying not to have hysterics, and a muffled giggle from the culprit seated at the back.
never mind. we switched said bastard's apple juice for urine. poor dear had to neck half a carton of the stuff. on stage.
cheers.
( , Fri 2 Dec 2005, 23:03, Reply)
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