Thursday, March 16, 2017

Opening Night

There's always a slight pressure. Ok, it's more than a slight pressure, it's more like a medium pressure. No one really knows whats going to happen. If everything will go perfectly or be a complete train wreck. All we can do is prepare. And do our best. If anything happens, then we have to be on damage control. Make sure there isn't a chain reaction of bad things happening. And honestly, chances are, no huge issue is going to arise *Knocks on wood* but you never know. Some nights are better than others. Some nights just suck. But by the end, when everyone is tired and worn out and every line has been said, every prop put back, every costume hung, ever set piece moved...we're all proud. More than proud, glowing. There's always an adrenaline rush when you hear the audience. When the lights come up. When you finish a quick change. When everyone bows. A smile breaks across your face because you've done it. Opening night is over. Only three left. 

3 comments:

  1. It was an AMAZING show from front to the back of the stage! Great job. And I love how you capture it and the tension due to potential and unrealized disaster.

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  2. 🎵Ohhh, we're a quarter of the way there; ohh-ohh! Living on a prayer🎵
    Yep. Well, nice slice! Crew was top notch.
    Do not question the purpleness of the music notes.
    Purpleness? Purpiality?
    Clearly I'm really tired.
    Oh well. Great job!

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  3. There was certainly much tension tonight. You describe the emotions well, and I definitely agree that it is rare that anything would go really badly. Nice slice!

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