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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VoiceNot me but a friend:
My friend Danny had a beautiful voice. When we were about 12 our school had a school production and he was billed to be singing a crucial song that was integral to the part. Only he had the ability to perform such a difficult song, hitting each high note with perfect precision.
I accompanied him to one of his practice sessions about two weeks before the big show. I was truly astounded. His voice was one to marvel over, almost bringing a tear to my eye.
But one day, I went to school and something was different. He looked a little sheepish and spoke in a whisper. I knew that something was wrong and enquired an explanation.
His voice had bloody broken! Four days before the big day. And his singing voice now resembled the noise expected from a cat being netured with two bricks.
Needless to say he looked a bit of a twerp on stage, especially since the teachers had hyped him up so much. If only his balls had remained in their lofty position that they previously occupied.
Poor sod!
(, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 23:15, Reply)
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