Thursday, December 3, 2009
break a leg. break a spirit.
currently 3:55 pm as i write this sentence. I'm sitting in the backroom of my highschool's theatre because the school play opens tonight. I will be performing as Henry Benish in "Play On!". I am listening to the Glee soundtrack surrounded by my fellow cast. Minus a few.
Everyone is freaking out. FREAKING OUT. well.. some. I'm not, because I have come to the conclusion that things happen for a reason, so I trust things will work out.. whether that be something now, or something in the future.
Anyways, one member of the cast is conspicuously absent. Mostly because she is not being allowed to perform onstage. Why? Well she got a facial piercing, a noticable one. A monroe. Personally I think it looks pretty good. The problem? She's playing an old senile woman.. and I have yet to meet an old senile woman with a monroe piercing.
So, she has been given an ultimatum. Take it out and perform. Or leave it in and don't perform. She got it pierced two days ago, it has yet to heal, she refuses to take it out. Now, I understand her need to express personal expression and what not, but I cannot condone the going out and getting a blatant face piercing two days before our opening night. Like really.
But I don't thing the administration is treating the situation right either. Okay, so she made a mistake. Lets Forgive. We ARE at a catholic school. Let her go out and get a clear filler for the performances. Really not a big deal. Lets move on and get over ourselves.
Anyways, we are going to go do some italian runthroughs at the moment, because, in reality, we don't know our lines.. I know, unproffessional, but it IS an amateur theatre performance.
Break a leg.
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