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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Ah yes...
My year 10 drama class were made to spend a whole lesson watching an A-level performing arts group from the schools sixth form. It was a real A-level exam, being filmed and with an examiner present.
We were all crammed into the tiny drama studio, the whole of my class against the back wall with the examiner and camcorder watching this play thing. I was sat to the right of the camcorder. We were told to be deadly quiet.
Unfortunately, what these students performed was 50 minutes of drivel, just pretentious wank. It was this bizarre (yet totally serious) musical version of Hansel and Gretal. There was a 10 minute recorder solo around a fake campfire, and then a further 10 minutes of some girl dancing around in white lycra(supposed to symbolise something).
Needless to say, I pissed myself and started off a few others around me. Right next to the video camera.
I do love a good comedy.
( , Sun 4 Dec 2005, 1:01, Reply)
My year 10 drama class were made to spend a whole lesson watching an A-level performing arts group from the schools sixth form. It was a real A-level exam, being filmed and with an examiner present.
We were all crammed into the tiny drama studio, the whole of my class against the back wall with the examiner and camcorder watching this play thing. I was sat to the right of the camcorder. We were told to be deadly quiet.
Unfortunately, what these students performed was 50 minutes of drivel, just pretentious wank. It was this bizarre (yet totally serious) musical version of Hansel and Gretal. There was a 10 minute recorder solo around a fake campfire, and then a further 10 minutes of some girl dancing around in white lycra(supposed to symbolise something).
Needless to say, I pissed myself and started off a few others around me. Right next to the video camera.
I do love a good comedy.
( , Sun 4 Dec 2005, 1:01, Reply)
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