just give me that wink
i love show week.
everything about it is euphoria. before it comes, you work for weeks and weeks and weeks. you tell yourself that the show is never going to come together. you hear other people remark that the show is never going to come together. you don't sleep a lot. you are nervous and discouraged and frankly, scared out of your mind.
and then finally, in the blink of an eye, it's opening night. everything you've worked for falls into place. for me, the sense of euphoria is heightened as a director. each night, i am proud of 35+ individual performances. i go to bed every night with a sense of total joy and accomplishment. i wake up each morning, eager for 7 PM so i can tell the cast how proud of them i am.
i was worried about pirates. it's not the kind of show that i am typically drawn to. and i felt the outcome of the show weighed heavily on my shoulders. i did not want to disappoint dr. dixon or anyone else for that matter. the music is difficult, the show depends entirely on pacing and performance, and it just seemed unlikely that we could pull it off in such a short amount of time.
last night was opening night. and the cast blew the audience away. today, walking from class to class, i heard people singing the music. the seats for friday evening are so coveted that i'm afraid there really might be a stampede at the door.
maybe the audience is reacting with so much enthusiasm because major barbara was such a LOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGG play. you are in and out of pirates in an hour and 45 minutes, intermission included. maybe people like the silliness. maybe the music is more well-known than i anticipated.
whatever the reason, the cast is doing an incredible job. and i am so proud.
off to night #2 . . .
everything about it is euphoria. before it comes, you work for weeks and weeks and weeks. you tell yourself that the show is never going to come together. you hear other people remark that the show is never going to come together. you don't sleep a lot. you are nervous and discouraged and frankly, scared out of your mind.
and then finally, in the blink of an eye, it's opening night. everything you've worked for falls into place. for me, the sense of euphoria is heightened as a director. each night, i am proud of 35+ individual performances. i go to bed every night with a sense of total joy and accomplishment. i wake up each morning, eager for 7 PM so i can tell the cast how proud of them i am.
i was worried about pirates. it's not the kind of show that i am typically drawn to. and i felt the outcome of the show weighed heavily on my shoulders. i did not want to disappoint dr. dixon or anyone else for that matter. the music is difficult, the show depends entirely on pacing and performance, and it just seemed unlikely that we could pull it off in such a short amount of time.
last night was opening night. and the cast blew the audience away. today, walking from class to class, i heard people singing the music. the seats for friday evening are so coveted that i'm afraid there really might be a stampede at the door.
maybe the audience is reacting with so much enthusiasm because major barbara was such a LOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGG play. you are in and out of pirates in an hour and 45 minutes, intermission included. maybe people like the silliness. maybe the music is more well-known than i anticipated.
whatever the reason, the cast is doing an incredible job. and i am so proud.
off to night #2 . . .
posted by monica at 5:05 PM
2 Comments:
wish I could see it mon. you get some booty tonight. get it? loot...because it's about pirates.
Hehe, Koks is funny. There are some theatre people coming Saturday. We have sooooome tickets... do you think there is any possible way to score 3 more? If not we'll just have to wait with the rest of the unlucky people... sigh.
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