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.
Tell us your stories of life on the stage.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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When I was littleI was cast into some play or other. Can't for the life* of me remember what it was. But a circus was involved. With a snake charmer, and me, as the snakes. No, really. I mean, my length and girth have amazed many** people, but visibly impressive from the back of a school hall? I used my arms, painted thickly in makeup, and waved them about to the music. On our opening matinee, we played to the rest of the school and some parents who'd taken the day off, including my dear old Dad. Apparently, near the start of my act, some wretch shouted "They're not snakes! That's someone's arms!"
So there you have it. My arms have been heckled on stage. Gah!
* may be an exaggeration
** may be more of an exaggeration
(, Sat 3 Dec 2005, 15:47, Reply)
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