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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Don't play punk.
In my first real band, our first gig was at a halloween party. We played a bunch of crap tunes cause everyone picked out four songs they wanted to do, so we ended up all over the place. We later settled into being a punk band.
Anyways, the first gig was both recorded and terrible, particularly on my part, as I had yet to develop my vocal chops (still do, but now I know how to fake it anyways), and they still pull out the tape of the show and torture me with it periodically.
That said, my favourite moment was when we were playing the local punk dive some months later and a Croatian got up onstage, whipped his pants down and shoved the bass player's mic up his arse. He had to smell Croatian poo for the rest of the gig, which I rather enjoyed, because he's a bastard.
( , Sat 3 Dec 2005, 21:03, Reply)
In my first real band, our first gig was at a halloween party. We played a bunch of crap tunes cause everyone picked out four songs they wanted to do, so we ended up all over the place. We later settled into being a punk band.
Anyways, the first gig was both recorded and terrible, particularly on my part, as I had yet to develop my vocal chops (still do, but now I know how to fake it anyways), and they still pull out the tape of the show and torture me with it periodically.
That said, my favourite moment was when we were playing the local punk dive some months later and a Croatian got up onstage, whipped his pants down and shoved the bass player's mic up his arse. He had to smell Croatian poo for the rest of the gig, which I rather enjoyed, because he's a bastard.
( , Sat 3 Dec 2005, 21:03, Reply)
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