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pensnest*siiiiigh* It's done.
The last few days have been quite busy. Spent quite a lot of Friday roaming town for 'honoraria' and suitable cards - nobody makes really nice, big cards to say 'thank you', they're either garish or bland. Quite a lot of the rest making tiny amendments to the programme and getting it to the printer for a small extra run.
Bun came to see the show on Friday night, along with my Best Friend, which was nice, as they met in London and had dinner together once they got out this way. 'Twas a particularly good audience on Friday night, packed as it was with many of our own members, and a troupe from Pluto's regular society. Probably, as a result, our best performance, it felt good and energetic.
Saturday morning was spent taking BF to station (after a reasonable but insufficient amount of chat), collecting programmes, buying adequate masks for Bun (she was to attend a Formal that evening, and apparently needed a mask), sorting out the bouquets and wine, taking Bun along to the playhouse to look for a seriously glamorous mask on a stick from the batch made for our previous show, but failing to find one, delivering her to the station, getting back for quick lunch and shower.
Then, a matinée, which went well (for a matinée) though I was aware that my thoughts kept drifting as I sang; that annoying useless gap between afternoon show and evening performance; then the final show. Like Friday, a sell-out, and like Friday, a good audience. Some odd fluffs in dialogue - most spectacularly during my 'faint', when Mercury failed to appear at the back of the hall (he was watching the feedback video in the dressing room - Oh, look, that's when I come on, OOPS - and had to hurtle round the building to enter from the back of the audience, more convincingly breathless than usual). But it went well.
After which, we had to dismantle the theatre and turn it back into a hall. This involves removing numbers from seats, removing arms from seats, moving seats from rows to a mass at one end, dismantling platforms of tiered seating and stacking them under the stage, putting seats into trolleys and hiding them, and restoring the stage from its Art Deco splendour to the usual aspect with no forward walkway, and steps at the sides. However, when the entire cast is available, it doesn't take too long - was about an hour's work.
Then presentations, then party. Then bed.
It was a lovely show to do, in many ways - delightful music, four-part harmony (three-part in my trio with Jupiter and Pluto, of course), witty lyrics (the Balloon Song is brilliant), story that's utterly silly but good fun. Also, nice costumes (see below). Tis good to look glamorous!
I seem to be making the 'overbearing wife' my speciality, from the Duchess in The Gondoliers to Mrs Sowerberry in last year's Oliver to Juno this time round. Also, falling over - Mrs Sowerberry had to topple into a coffin, Juno 'faints' into Pluto's arms, which involved a, hmm, graceful slide to the floor. Quite fun. Anyway, it was a show to be proud of, and the only thing to regret, really, was that there were so many empty seats during the run.
So what did 'Juno' look like? I don't have a pretty picture of me in my 'nightie' or on my throne. The chap who did the pictures appeared to be offering only black&white shots, so I didn't bother. On Saturday, it turned out he was willing to do colour prints, but I didn't bother. However, this is my 'day dress' (I acquired a tiara for the final performance, a belated inspiration of the director's):
This one is in 'Hades', which was a rather fabulous set, with gold 'slash', giant stylised flame pillars, and a moving flame effect in lighting.
The close-up (taken in our Green Room) shows the truly wonderful headdress I wore for the Hades scene - a lovely wired headband with long dangles of black beads. I felt like a movie star in it.
It has, however, been a long haul, and I'm relieved it's over. Next? Finish the tiny details on my glass painting commission, and on with the Remix Challenge story. Glurp.
The last few days have been quite busy. Spent quite a lot of Friday roaming town for 'honoraria' and suitable cards - nobody makes really nice, big cards to say 'thank you', they're either garish or bland. Quite a lot of the rest making tiny amendments to the programme and getting it to the printer for a small extra run.
Bun came to see the show on Friday night, along with my Best Friend, which was nice, as they met in London and had dinner together once they got out this way. 'Twas a particularly good audience on Friday night, packed as it was with many of our own members, and a troupe from Pluto's regular society. Probably, as a result, our best performance, it felt good and energetic.
Saturday morning was spent taking BF to station (after a reasonable but insufficient amount of chat), collecting programmes, buying adequate masks for Bun (she was to attend a Formal that evening, and apparently needed a mask), sorting out the bouquets and wine, taking Bun along to the playhouse to look for a seriously glamorous mask on a stick from the batch made for our previous show, but failing to find one, delivering her to the station, getting back for quick lunch and shower.
Then, a matinée, which went well (for a matinée) though I was aware that my thoughts kept drifting as I sang; that annoying useless gap between afternoon show and evening performance; then the final show. Like Friday, a sell-out, and like Friday, a good audience. Some odd fluffs in dialogue - most spectacularly during my 'faint', when Mercury failed to appear at the back of the hall (he was watching the feedback video in the dressing room - Oh, look, that's when I come on, OOPS - and had to hurtle round the building to enter from the back of the audience, more convincingly breathless than usual). But it went well.
After which, we had to dismantle the theatre and turn it back into a hall. This involves removing numbers from seats, removing arms from seats, moving seats from rows to a mass at one end, dismantling platforms of tiered seating and stacking them under the stage, putting seats into trolleys and hiding them, and restoring the stage from its Art Deco splendour to the usual aspect with no forward walkway, and steps at the sides. However, when the entire cast is available, it doesn't take too long - was about an hour's work.
Then presentations, then party. Then bed.
It was a lovely show to do, in many ways - delightful music, four-part harmony (three-part in my trio with Jupiter and Pluto, of course), witty lyrics (the Balloon Song is brilliant), story that's utterly silly but good fun. Also, nice costumes (see below). Tis good to look glamorous!
I seem to be making the 'overbearing wife' my speciality, from the Duchess in The Gondoliers to Mrs Sowerberry in last year's Oliver to Juno this time round. Also, falling over - Mrs Sowerberry had to topple into a coffin, Juno 'faints' into Pluto's arms, which involved a, hmm, graceful slide to the floor. Quite fun. Anyway, it was a show to be proud of, and the only thing to regret, really, was that there were so many empty seats during the run.
So what did 'Juno' look like? I don't have a pretty picture of me in my 'nightie' or on my throne. The chap who did the pictures appeared to be offering only black&white shots, so I didn't bother. On Saturday, it turned out he was willing to do colour prints, but I didn't bother. However, this is my 'day dress' (I acquired a tiara for the final performance, a belated inspiration of the director's):
This one is in 'Hades', which was a rather fabulous set, with gold 'slash', giant stylised flame pillars, and a moving flame effect in lighting.
The close-up (taken in our Green Room) shows the truly wonderful headdress I wore for the Hades scene - a lovely wired headband with long dangles of black beads. I felt like a movie star in it.
It has, however, been a long haul, and I'm relieved it's over. Next? Finish the tiny details on my glass painting commission, and on with the Remix Challenge story. Glurp.
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Date: 2006-03-19 10:23 pm (UTC)Oh, I'm just putting the finishing touches on the new chapter, so it'll be in your in box shortly! :D