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So on Sunday I finished the second of a two-weekend run of one of the most fabulous shows I have ever been part of.
And no one saw it.
I played Hattie in Laundry and Bourbon, which is a one-act by James McClure that was performed along with it's companion piece, Lone Star, produced by Makeshift Theatre Company. This was a character unlike anything I've ever done before. One that most people who never expect me to be able to play. I was loud. I was crazy. I was the fucking comic relief. Not the straight-man. I was funny, damn it. All of the other actors were phenomenal and a ton of fun. My director and stage managers were way cool and amazing at what they do. My costume designer was a total riot and custom-made dresses for me and some one else, which got laughs on sight every time.
And no one came. Our houses were pretty small across the board. Through 6 performances, the smallest was 4 and the biggest was 30. On opening, my parents, Mike, and Amanda came. Sara came to the first show of the second week. And those are the only people who came to see it for me. I know a couple people had work conflicts, and I totally understand. I'm just so frustrated and hurt by a lot of people. I got the information out to like 40 people who normally get out there and see stuff their friends are in, and not one of them came. I sent reminders and everything! And the thing that sucks even more is that I know it wasn't a money thing for a lot of them. Because on the last night of the show they were out at the bar.
I was the only person involved with this show that had more than one night where no one had come to support them. This ranks as one of the best things I've ever done. And no one saw it.
On the plus side, I've found a really wonderful company that I'd love to keep working with. They're considered one of the up-and-coming small companies in Boston, and I'm hoping to keep doing stuff with them over the next year. They're performing at the Shakespeare Festival put on by the Commonwealth Shakespeare Company (aka Shakespeare in the Common) this year, and I'm waiting to hear back about whether I'll be acting in Makeshift's piece or maybe ADing. They also perform every year at First Night Boston, which would be way fun to do. Lots of interesting opportunities coming up. And the best part is that I've definitely made some really fabulous new friends.
But for now I'm really bummed. I learned a lot over the course of this show. Some of it was what I'm actually capable of acting-wise. Some of it was where I fit into certain people's priorities. People who I'm always out there supporting, who can't seem to do it for me. And it's not like this was an isolated incident. This is the third time it's happened, the other two being Twelfth Night and String of Pearls. Both awesome productions where some one took a chance on me and gave me a great role in an amazing play. And no one came.
Again.
And no one saw it.
I played Hattie in Laundry and Bourbon, which is a one-act by James McClure that was performed along with it's companion piece, Lone Star, produced by Makeshift Theatre Company. This was a character unlike anything I've ever done before. One that most people who never expect me to be able to play. I was loud. I was crazy. I was the fucking comic relief. Not the straight-man. I was funny, damn it. All of the other actors were phenomenal and a ton of fun. My director and stage managers were way cool and amazing at what they do. My costume designer was a total riot and custom-made dresses for me and some one else, which got laughs on sight every time.
And no one came. Our houses were pretty small across the board. Through 6 performances, the smallest was 4 and the biggest was 30. On opening, my parents, Mike, and Amanda came. Sara came to the first show of the second week. And those are the only people who came to see it for me. I know a couple people had work conflicts, and I totally understand. I'm just so frustrated and hurt by a lot of people. I got the information out to like 40 people who normally get out there and see stuff their friends are in, and not one of them came. I sent reminders and everything! And the thing that sucks even more is that I know it wasn't a money thing for a lot of them. Because on the last night of the show they were out at the bar.
I was the only person involved with this show that had more than one night where no one had come to support them. This ranks as one of the best things I've ever done. And no one saw it.
On the plus side, I've found a really wonderful company that I'd love to keep working with. They're considered one of the up-and-coming small companies in Boston, and I'm hoping to keep doing stuff with them over the next year. They're performing at the Shakespeare Festival put on by the Commonwealth Shakespeare Company (aka Shakespeare in the Common) this year, and I'm waiting to hear back about whether I'll be acting in Makeshift's piece or maybe ADing. They also perform every year at First Night Boston, which would be way fun to do. Lots of interesting opportunities coming up. And the best part is that I've definitely made some really fabulous new friends.
But for now I'm really bummed. I learned a lot over the course of this show. Some of it was what I'm actually capable of acting-wise. Some of it was where I fit into certain people's priorities. People who I'm always out there supporting, who can't seem to do it for me. And it's not like this was an isolated incident. This is the third time it's happened, the other two being Twelfth Night and String of Pearls. Both awesome productions where some one took a chance on me and gave me a great role in an amazing play. And no one came.
Again.