We interrupt All Roxy All The Time to bring you Lame Post Friday. I thought all week about beginning a blog post that way. Is it the thrill I was hoping for? Hard to say. In any case, it is opening night, how can I not talk about Roxy ?
Dress rehearsal last night went pretty good. Then I had a dream that it was dress rehearsal again and people were walking out. In the dream, one of the walkers said, “I was sitting there being bored, when I thought, I can just go home.” I guess this is my new actor’s nightmare. Of course the traditional actor’s nightmare is about being on stage and not knowing anything about the play, but you know me. I just have to be different.
In fact, I stopped having the traditional actor’s nightmare many years ago, when we had our company, Murder For Hire. We did interactive murder mysteries. A large portion of these mysteries was mingling with the audience. There was also a question and answer period. You get a lot of practice staying in character and thinking on your feet. I loved it. I soon found that I would still have the dream about being on stage in an unknown play, but it no longer bothered me. In the dream, I would just start talking.
I have every expectation that tonight’s performance will go very well. I have very little worry that anybody will walk out, although I suppose anything can happen. I intend to break a leg, but not literally. I’ll report back on Saturday.
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