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The show is done at last, so expect updates a little more often now. I'm looking forward to getting a social life back and catching up with people, but as usual you think about the people from the show too. It'll be interesting to see where things go from here.
One observation before I get back to work. In Kiss Me, Kate there was one moment where the show truly hit me. Opening night, backstage, waiting on the steps with everyone before the big entrance. Everyone was excited to put it in front of a real crowd, the buzz of the audience and the orchestra tuning covering our quiet chatter. I had gone through the entire rehearsal process for that moment- that feeling was why I was on stage.
Of Thee I Sing, on the other hand, never really hit me as a show while we were doing it. I think the lack of drama in the plot is what did that. We all came, had fun, put on a comedy, and left. It didn't feel so much like a show because our goal was to make the audience laugh, not feel. So my moment for this show happened afterward. Just after finishing strike, I went and washed my hands, and caught myself whistling a bit of "Love Is Sweeping the Country." I realized I probably wouldn't ever sing that song on stage again, and never with the same people. At that moment it hit me that I had done a show, and could be proud of what we had accomplished.
The symmetry of this is interesting. In the spring my justifying moment happened just as the show was about to begin, and in the fall it happened just after everything was over. Something about the balance of that feels right.
One observation before I get back to work. In Kiss Me, Kate there was one moment where the show truly hit me. Opening night, backstage, waiting on the steps with everyone before the big entrance. Everyone was excited to put it in front of a real crowd, the buzz of the audience and the orchestra tuning covering our quiet chatter. I had gone through the entire rehearsal process for that moment- that feeling was why I was on stage.
Of Thee I Sing, on the other hand, never really hit me as a show while we were doing it. I think the lack of drama in the plot is what did that. We all came, had fun, put on a comedy, and left. It didn't feel so much like a show because our goal was to make the audience laugh, not feel. So my moment for this show happened afterward. Just after finishing strike, I went and washed my hands, and caught myself whistling a bit of "Love Is Sweeping the Country." I realized I probably wouldn't ever sing that song on stage again, and never with the same people. At that moment it hit me that I had done a show, and could be proud of what we had accomplished.
The symmetry of this is interesting. In the spring my justifying moment happened just as the show was about to begin, and in the fall it happened just after everything was over. Something about the balance of that feels right.