First night
Lorraine and I drove the props and costumes to the Marlborough, while the others taxied over. Once in I left Beth, Mark and Callum to cover boxes in foil, organise the lights and get themselves ready. Lorraine and I off to collect Mum and Mas from the train station, and taken home, before I left again for the theatre. The afternoon spent on rehearsals. A dire dress rehearsal ramped up the tension even more, with me rather tetchy. Not my finest hour.
Ate some surprisingly great chicken burgers and then it was time to roll. Our sound and lighting person Becky arrived with an hour or so to spare. I sat nervously downstairs with Mum and Mase, Paul arrived with a lady friend Channa and then between about 7:15 and 7:45 not one person arrived. Then, thank goodness, several groups of people turned up at the last moment and suddenly there was an audience. I lurched upstairs with Tarik, and introduced Pack of Three show and off they went. First was Wrong, which had been performed to general hilarity first time. It is one of those comedies with a tragedy just below the surface, and this performance was completely different to last time, loads of attention paid by the audience. We'd had trouble with Wrong in rehearsal, with chunks of lines going awol. Beth and Mark performed it flawlessly.
Mark's play Pirates Anonymous was a revelation. This had been a bit one note during rehearsal, but we'd spent time working on the monologues in the afternoon, and it was an incredibly impressive piece by a 19 year old writer. Betty the Spacegirl was great fun too, with the great physical comedy elements from all of them. Being self-critical I felt it betrayed the fact it was written in a hurry, but it got a good few laughs. I think with theatre its only when you see your piece performed do you get an idea of what it's like. But confusing this is the fact that no two audiences, performances and so on are the same.
Massively proud of Beth, Mark and Callum to have got through it in one piece. The rest of the evening then given over to soothing beers in the bar and generally had a rather good laugh.
Below snapshots from Betty the Spacegirl, Pirates Anonymous and Wrong. More to come.
Lorraine and I drove the props and costumes to the Marlborough, while the others taxied over. Once in I left Beth, Mark and Callum to cover boxes in foil, organise the lights and get themselves ready. Lorraine and I off to collect Mum and Mas from the train station, and taken home, before I left again for the theatre. The afternoon spent on rehearsals. A dire dress rehearsal ramped up the tension even more, with me rather tetchy. Not my finest hour.
Ate some surprisingly great chicken burgers and then it was time to roll. Our sound and lighting person Becky arrived with an hour or so to spare. I sat nervously downstairs with Mum and Mase, Paul arrived with a lady friend Channa and then between about 7:15 and 7:45 not one person arrived. Then, thank goodness, several groups of people turned up at the last moment and suddenly there was an audience. I lurched upstairs with Tarik, and introduced Pack of Three show and off they went. First was Wrong, which had been performed to general hilarity first time. It is one of those comedies with a tragedy just below the surface, and this performance was completely different to last time, loads of attention paid by the audience. We'd had trouble with Wrong in rehearsal, with chunks of lines going awol. Beth and Mark performed it flawlessly.
Mark's play Pirates Anonymous was a revelation. This had been a bit one note during rehearsal, but we'd spent time working on the monologues in the afternoon, and it was an incredibly impressive piece by a 19 year old writer. Betty the Spacegirl was great fun too, with the great physical comedy elements from all of them. Being self-critical I felt it betrayed the fact it was written in a hurry, but it got a good few laughs. I think with theatre its only when you see your piece performed do you get an idea of what it's like. But confusing this is the fact that no two audiences, performances and so on are the same.
Massively proud of Beth, Mark and Callum to have got through it in one piece. The rest of the evening then given over to soothing beers in the bar and generally had a rather good laugh.
Below snapshots from Betty the Spacegirl, Pirates Anonymous and Wrong. More to come.
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