3 March
So, yesterday we opened the show, and this is what I get for being all "I'm so wonderful, I'm so perfect, we kick all kinds of ass in this show!", because it sucked!
Okay, suck is too strong a word, it actually was fine, was good, just not good enough, you know? Usually it takes off and we ride it like a flying carpet, this time it was completely earthbound.
I mean, I am not the kind of actor who feels the need to act very deeply, the top layer of skin only is fine by me, but this show is different, this character is different, it only works if it comes from a deep place, and it didn't.
I said last week that what I really wanted to accomplish with that performance was to have at least one man at one performance get a boner, but last night wouldn't get anyone hard.
Tonight will be better.
In a contrasting opinion, though, Fran and Roe saw the show, and both argued with me over my use of the word "suck". Fran has seen it before, of course, when I did it with Kevin, but perhaps he didn't remember how good it could be.
Roe had nothing to compare it to and thought it was just swell. It was so great that she was there! She got a kick out of meeting Fran, meeting this living, breathing book character, and he sort of got a kick out of being a known commodity.
Of course, my show being slightly off was nothing compared to the famous disaster that was "Lulu One Last Time".
Boy howdy, what a wreck! I spent it in the hallway running lines with John, so I was not aware of the horror being perpetrated on the stage, but when Geoffrey got offstage he said, "Well, that sucked," and I said, "O, actors, you can never believe what they say," then Bev came tearing back with the script in her hand, saying, "Okay, here's all of the pages that you dropped..."
And I apologized to Geoff for doubting him.
Apparently, the lead, who drives the story in such a way that the other two actors cannot help him get out of the holes that he fell into, because they are resisting being dragged back to their childhood, he forgot the entire script and sat there like a lox.
The title of the play is from a song that they used to sing when they were boys, and they sing it in the show and explain to each other about what the song meant to them and the audience realizes how it symbolizes what they have lost in growing up. You know, or they would have if they didn't drop those pages, so they only sang the reprise at the end. Which meant less, you know, just sort of suddenly being there for no reason.
Fran, who has done the show before, and I were explaining to Roe exactly what had happened, and she said, "I wondered why they were singing so long at the end! I thought they forgot to take the lights down!"
Anyway, tonight should be better, had better be better, because someone is traveling a long way to see it!
Today's horoscope:
You can get a real satisfaction out of the leisure you choose today, as long as you don't expect more than is possible.
One year ago today:
I just plain survived another day on this earth!
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