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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With some mates in AustriaWe were at a street fair thing, and it was late and we were a little bit drunk as they were selling JD and coke in cans.
So, wandering around we find a very large (read: fat) Austrian guy on a stage singing very badly. My mates decide that it would be much more amusing to jump on stage and dance with the poor fellow. Me being the sensible one stayed off the stage and took photos.
They got bored of dancing around and being told to sod off by a fat man, so we walked over to the main stage to see (what we thought was) the bon jovi tribute band.
I know everyone loves bon jovi, but one of the people with me had a curiously strong facination with them, and when he found out that it wasn't the bon jovi tribute band, jumped on stage in the middle of a song and started yelling at the lead singer to play bon jovi.
To our surprise it worked, they soon played Living on a prayer, causing much excitement and more jumping around on stage.
None of the Austrians joined in, I think they were a bit freaked out by the strange bon jovi loving British people.
Well, apart from the strange lesbian that started fondling me, but that's another story...
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