Well, dear readers, we had us a two run-through day yesterday and it was most interesting for reasons I no longer remember. The first run-through was meant to begin at eleven and didn’t really being until after eleven-thirty. That one went pretty smoothly. Light cues are still being written, and things still weren’t complete, but it was a very tight pace and had good energy. I took the usual notes and gave them after, and then we all had a lunch break. I changed two music cues. Doug and I ate at Ruby’s Coffee Shop across the street (we’d eaten there the day before) – I had the eggs benedict and they were pretty good. Then we came back to the theater and we should have begun the second run-through at three-thirty but began closer to four-fifteen I think because lights were being wired. The second run-through was not quite as good as the first, but this is a wordy play and they really only had a couple of hours between runs. I took a lot of notes, but decided just to give general notes. I’m still trying to get the ography of the murder just perfect, but that is eluding both myself and the actor doing it. I gave him some new timing and if it works on Tuesday I think we’ll have it. Part of the problem, as with any scene where there’s implied violence, is that the actors want to emote and get caught up in the moment, but the ography has to be exact, especially this murder because of the technical “gag” that’s involved. I think we all need a day off is what I think and then we’ll come back recharged on Tuesday night. The show is running, like clockwork, a little under an hour and forty minutes for all three acts. Add the two ten-minute intermissions and you get two hours exactly.
Prior to the two run-throughs I did get eight hours of sleep, thanks to a liberal dose of Ny-Quil. I’m still fighting whatever this is, although I really think it all has to do with losing so much sleep this week. My allergies are also at play here. After we wrapped, I stopped at Gelson’s and got a little of the chicken enchilada thing from the hot food bar and had that as my evening snack. I caught up with stuff on the computer, listened to some music, and then sat on my couch like so much fish.
Last night, I had every good intention of watching a little documentary about Aram Khachaturian, a composer I really enjoy. It’s narrated by Eric Bogosian and features a lot of Khachaturian music. I’m sure it’s a wonderful piece but about seven minutes in I fell asleep for an hour, so I’ll have to start over and really give it my intention. After that, I just took all my preventatives, and as soon as I finish these here notes I shall take another liberal dose of the Ny-Quil and hope for a really good night’s sleep.
Today, I may have to do a Costco run, but other than that I’m doin’ nothing. I bought food to make so I don’t have to eat out, and other than hopefully picking up some packages, I hope to just relax, listen to music, perhaps watch a motion picture, and maybe work on the patter for the Kay Cole act that’s coming up really soon. I also have to finish finding actors for the Sherman Brothers musical reading.
Tomorrow we’re back at six to work on the murder and a few other things to clean up, and then at eight we play our final dress rehearsal. I’m hoping we have a few people in to see it, as it will give the actors a feel for what the reaction is going to be. Wednesday we play a preview, Thursday we play a preview, and then we open Friday night, and I think we’ll have a pretty full house. I’ll also be there on Saturday, as I have friends coming. Don’t know about Sunday yet – there are a couple of talkbacks and I’ve promised to be there for those, and I do enjoy doing them. I do have other stuff to do during the days and I shall do them, whatever them is.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, perhaps do a Costco run, eat, hopefully pick up some packages, but mainly relax, listen to music, and perhaps watch a motion picture. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite bio-pics of shows about real life composers, lyricists, or singers? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have survived the two run-through day.