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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All boys school dramait's a terrifying place.
We were doing this bizarre unheard of play by some czech bloke, all about the lives of insects. And one of the characters was a chrysalis, that throughout the play slowly hatched out.
We decided to give this character to my fat ginger mate, who jumped at the chance because it meant lots of lying down doing sweet fuck all. He loved it. Until we decided on the costume. He did it wearing nowt but a pair of boxers and about twenty metres of clingfilm. We wrapped him up like a chicken in a supermarket. Then we proceeded to roll him down all the stairs on the stage.
The same play also saw me (as a male butterfly) having it off quite actively with a female butterfly. However, this was an all boys school and so the female butterfly was also a boy. I don't recall anyone else partaking in a butterfly-bumming session doing GCSE drama.
No apologies for length, it's the girth that hurts.
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Noit happy baby orangutan, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 23:17,
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