live theater

    Well, I am upset about The All Powerful Blogger making the comments on my blog very very small.  I don't get it; does it make them feel powerful or something?  Since I did nothing to warrant this terrible change, I cannot think of anything to make it stop.  Except my ever-optimistic hope that it will just go back to normal soon.  

   I mean, that is what I generally do for injuries and most of the time it works.  Take my knee, for example.  Two weeks ago it was hurting, right at the patella (the knee cap, for those of you who don't remember junior high anatomy so well).  What did I do?  Just hope that it went away, and it did.  Which is what I did for my hamstring pain, my elbow pain (yeah, who hurts their elbow unless they're a tennis player?--and I am not!!!), my gluteous medious pain, and my foot pain. And again, it has worked, more or less.  But being the optimist that I am, I am gonna focus on the more part.

  Tonight, the show was kind of weird.  Let me rephrase this: the sound was really weird.  At one point, somebody's mic was popping and making horrible noises, so the sound person decided to do something to all of our mics that resulted in an unnerving alien-like noise that descended upon the poor, unsuspecting audience.  I could see them shudder and cover their ears at the noise, and I was struck with two feelings: the first was sadness that such a terrible noise was occurring during what is slated as THE BEST MUSICAL. EVER; the second was a desire to laugh because it is ironic that these people had bought tickets and were expecting to hear something beautiful, poignant, evocative, or funny--and instead were covering their ears in horror.  

  It reminded me of that scene from Serendipity where the mid-eastern flute player had made a music video and in it all of the local sheep people (or whatever they were) were covering their ears and running away from his music.  He said something like, I don't know if that gives the right impression of my music; shouldn't they be like clapping in joy and inviting me to their homes for a meal or something?

  Anyway, that was obscure, but I know Jenna will know what I am talking about, at least.  My point was, I don't think the alien-mother-ship-landing-on-earth sound was giving the right impression of our show, because certainly the audience holding their ears and shuddering was not what we were going for.  

It was unfortunate.  

But, kind of funny too.

And when I start seeing other people laughing in the show, well--it's really hard to hold it together.  I might have laughed a little on stage.  Maybe.  

But, it's live theater, folks.  Things happen in this flawed world that we live in and sometimes it means that you fall, forget a line, or miss a step, or sometimes it means that it sounds like aliens are landing on stage.  Either way, it makes for an interesting life, I think.