Thursday, February 15, 2007
Command Performance
Alright Zenka. Since I have 20 minutes to kill, I guess I'll post something here for your delight. All for your delight we are not here... Ah, good old Entropy days! "Speak through the bush!" Remember when we did You Be the Judge for the last time and Nathan Carter winked at Nelder Dufray... And all those fun times singing Pirates of Penzance backstage in our Broadway voices... The frantic coordinating of the pistol with cap and pebble for A Tale of Two Cities so that it would actually fire. And I think it was at the in-home performance that the gun actually did fire a mere minute before it came onstage, so Snick had to put the whole contraption together again faster than ever before! Hohoho! Then there was that moment in Sherlock Holmes (I think) when Cow needed to go onstage after a costume change, and his tie wasn't tied, so I, not quite sure of how to tie a tie at the time, closed my eyes, and did something with the tie that actually turned out to be correct, practically as he was walking onstage. :) Remember in that *one* performance of "12th night for Tom" when we were singing that *one* carol and the pages started singing a measure early, and then they stopped abruptly, so then Hermes and I were laughing wildly and trying to hide behind other people, but Mr. Curtis zoomed his camera in on us... *tsk,tsk* Going back to earlier times, it was always dangerous in Cyrano de B when Christian de Nuviette (or whatever) was "kissing" me and Kirstin would always make these kissing noises, which made me want to burst out laughing! That was wicked, Kirstin! And, of course, the problem of Cyrano's nose staying put, and Deirdre suffering greatly since the schnozz was not well-ventilated... heh heh. And good old Snick shouting "Frasquita! The glasses!" in Lily of the Label Dept. Or his line in 'A Tale': "*yawn* Been up since dawn... So tired, sleepy... I'll just close my eyes for a few.. seconds..." ZZzzzzzz- And in Figaro when we skipped some part of it, so I added, at the end of the scene: "Rosina, take this note, it is for you. I will meet you at x:00 tonight." *awkward stage coordination* Yeah, that was fun. And I will have to leave all of you with that, since I must away to my physics lab. Feel free to put your memories in the comment box!!!
from the pen of
Claire Russell / Group 8
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Mmmm!!!!! Entropy! I really miss those plays and cozy rehearsals 'downstairs' and doing crazy things in the hallway while attempting to be quiet.... For instance, dancing or tossing things across the 'stage' to someone on the other side. And singing back there during the Firemen song and the Pirates' song... At least, that's what I did.
I also remember this one performance where Alison was done giving her intro speech and ready to throw back the curtains before we were, so Cow and I had to positively bolt backstage *as* the curtains were opening. We were laughing so hard! Ha ha!
And then the time I whispered to Perkins to make a death groan.. so he brayed like a donkey, pretty much. :) Ha ha!
I shudder to think about the following experience, although it's all over and was handled beautifully by Bing: The time I left the pickle formula in the dressing-room! and it's like the most important part of our scene where I pull it out triumphantly and show it to Penel. and then Deirdz and Joe are supposed to reach for it... and it wasn't there. *Heart stops* So, I run off to get and Bing's like, 'She left it at home! Funny Mrs. Blocker' or something like that... heh. :)
"Prrrrray, do not be offended, dear DEAR Mrs. Blocker."
I love ya, Bing!
Wow, those were some crazy times. One of my favorite memories is of our very first play when Caitlin's on stage delivering this monologue, and trying really hard to be an old man. Suddenly, backstage, Kidu knocks over a mirror, and Bing yells "KIDU!!!" at the absoulute top of her lungs. And then the electrocution that I was supposed to do in PenELOPE but then I had appendicitis so Rose had to do it, but she always just missed it by a second... That was hysterical.
Claire, I think the broadway voices are probably one of my favorite memories. And that time in Hermes' room when we were singing "While Shepherds Watched"... "Begin to show the wor-ld PEACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ha ha!
And all those fun times in the ladie's dressing room. "Madame Chicken". And then Erika coming in after totally missing it and we're all laughing hysterically while she looked really confused. I think it was Erika.
Then there was the jail cell door that always wobbled crazily when I tried to lock it. And me always trying to call Mr. Darnay "Carton" when I was leaving. "Never worry, Miseur Cart- Darnay..." And me repeating my 'untimely ripped' line without realizing it. Polkaing behind the curtain, frantically searching for props moments before they were supposed to go on, doing cartwheels in the basement... :) I swear, we've probably lost more things at the opera house then anywhere else in the world. But it was so worth it...
Shill, I totally remember the problems with the jail door. Ha ha!
Oh oh! How about the time in Penel when Bing twirled through the back curtain? Or the occasion on which the nobles all got real thirsty when Tim/Pyramus pulled out his plastic sword?
Kirstin having to crawl off stage after her dramatic death was a precious moment in Cyrano. Then there was that one performance of a Tale of Two Cities where Cowee was trying to put on the cloak and couldn't find the top of it ... Sheila saying the same line twice with equal fervor in Macbeth ... Joseph's and my dramatic plea for the working girls to flee the fire ... losing costumes and essential props right before performances ... almost fainting in the boilingly hot Ida Culver House ... Claire pretending to be drunk for the Barber of Seville ... finding Cowee's soft taco in the bag of shirts halfway through Lily of the Label Department ... being in love with Claire every single play ... "ChaRges are to be brought against you" ... me completely messing up all the last names for You Be the Judge ... "Perhaps it is only a piece of fruit - no, truly, it is the bean!" ... "in HELL!"
There was that one carol in Twelfth Night that always involved everyone going hopelessly flat during each verse: when I came in on the cello for the chorus I had to play a half step down each successive time.
Or how about every single time someone forgets to come on and everyone stands around awkwardly trying to make up things to say and sound natural while waiting for the crucial entrance? Ho ho! Cowee!
Sean Duncan stepped on and ripped one of the sets for Sabotage; the pirate ship was always on the verge of collapse; the pirates seizing the gals.
* "Miss Lily! What are you doing here?" "Moonlighting!"
* "Take off my jacket in the company of young ladies?"
"I'm sure we wouldn't mind, Mr. Messington."
"Dorothy!!"
* "A mad, mad impulse! I felt I must have a lock of your hair!"
"But why?"
"To ... stuff a pincushion!"
Russells, will you please come down this instant and have an Entropy marathon with me?
Also, during The Scarlet Pimpernel Kirstin and I always went for Matthew's lunch. When he refused to give us part of it, I threatened to call him Cowee. This threat always worked, just because of the sheer monstrosity of the nickname. Then one day he wouldn't give me his hard-boiled egg despite my threats, so Cowee it was. And still is. I don't think he hates it quite so much anymore.
Wow, we had so much fun.
"Shall I bring something from the kitchen?"
"Yes, please do! Breakfast was more than two hours ago!"
"Mr. Holmes, I fear all of us at ze zavoy are in terrible danger, and you are our only hope!"
"My wildest dreams have come true!!"
"Dear Count Frisby! Why, this is so sudden!"
"Dear me! WHAT is wrong with Jay?"
Thanks for reminding me of "DOROTHY!!", Deirdz. :)
*Pickle juice! Pickle juice! Every morning you greet me. Steeped in brine! Like fine wine... I am happy to meet you!.... Ahhh, Dear Penelope. Hard at work, I see! *GROAN*"
Deirdz, if I could, I'd be down in a flash for that Entropy marathon. Remember when we got be ghastly witches? What fun. :)
"The English proverbial country gardens."
"Irrevalent- Irrelevant!"
"Mwahahahahaha!!! *thunder crack* *Sheila collapses from lightning strike*" (Penelope)
"...and my favorite soup bowl! *sob*"
(sp?)Raganeau's funky hair wisps...
"My shoes! Where are my shoes? *feels around for shoes*"
Miss Hutchins almost goes onstage with only black pants, but no skirt.
*southern accent* Improvahse, rhapsodahse!
"And you made dolls out of dandelions!"
Attacking the audience in Arras with swords and (not) laughing...
"I am Don Alonzo. Peace be with you. Oh, my blood is boiling!"
"...will grow and swell to a CRESCENDO!"
The gorgeous ring for the wedding in Barber of Seville.
"I'll- I'll!
-But you won't!
*snap* *scream* *fall* *break blood bag* *gasp*"
"Vault....
over the chasm that lies between your exalted social status and my own."
Ha! Don Alonzo, what a cheesehead.
"My long lost daughter!"
"My own, birth Mom!"
*dramatic starwars music*
"A father, too, Penelope..."
"The lion is a very fox for his valour."
"True, and a goose for his discretion."
"Not so, my lord, for his valour cannot carry his discression, and the fox carries the goose."
"His discression, I am sure cannot carry his valour, and the goose carries not the fox."
"Oh grim looked night. Oh night with hue so black. Oh night which ever art when day is not. Oh night, oh night, alack. Alack. Alack."
Ha ha! And in Deirdre's and my little argument, I cut her off for nothing at the end. :) And we always had to think of really sad things to try and not laugh during Thisbe's death-gurgle.
"Adieu-grhrglggr*squeak*elgerlrighg"
*Demetrius bursts into hysterical crying* ;)
Wow...I've been missing a lot of fun memories! Haha! That was so embaracing when us little pages sang too early. Oh my! Haha!
Yes, Sheila, when I fell during "Penelope" when Joseph was doing his "explosions" I hit my head really hard on the floor, and when I got up, I was really dizzy! Haha!
Oh my....what fun Entrope was! I just loved it. Fridays were my fav part of the weeks, and all of those long walks with people...mmm...Bernhofts, I miss you all! I wish you would come do that with us again. :D I love you!!!
A few of my personal favorite memories:
Rabic shotting the gun off during the last performance of "A Tale of Two Cities", and Nick and I wildly scrambling to fix it before Deirdre needed it, laughing so hard we could hardly breathe the entire time.
In "Rip Van Winkle", Kirstin's beard was falling off, and on my "Now that I look closely... *wildly tucks beard behind her ear* Oh father, it is you!"
And, "Dame Van Winkle? She burst a blood vessel in a fit of anger at a New England peddler." *wild laughter*
Gazing deep into Rabic's eyes during Penelope.
Talking about Camp Itchy (scratches) Oak.
That one boy at Subway with the really brown eyes.
"The jury find the prisoner... GUILTY!" *I burst into tears and Ms. Jepson pats me on the shoulder with a *get away from me or I'll bite you* look on her face.
"Ladies, you must flee from here! There is a fire!" *I start spinning wildly, and spin through the back curtain, then pop out again and spin off stage*
Claire and Kirstin's kiss, blocked by kirstin's large hat. *muffled snorts*
The prison door in A Tale of Two Cities.
Nick and Cowee being basically identical.
Having to utilize my French accent.
Getting beaten by Grace C. backstage in The Scarlet Pimpernel.
All the pages in Twelfth Night coming in three measures early in that one carol.
And the list could go on forever. I really enjoyed reading everyones memories. I was reading them ni the library at TAC, and ended up drawing a lot of looks, because I was laughing so hard, and audibly at times. Thanks guys, for a great time.
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