People constantly get aggravated that you don't have time for them - the constant "but it's just one night, you can go to work hungover." All of those one nights, one dinners, one drinks, one game of pool, one show,add up rather quickly - monetarily - calorically - SLEEP-WISE - energy-wise, etc... To be the best I can be require me to not honor most of these requests.
It's frustrating because it would be more fun to have lunch with an old friend or go out drinking with the cast of Pinafore or bake cookies with Kat and Cara than go home and sleep - but that is what I need to do. I'm sure I make equally unreasonable demands, but it sure would be nice to have one of Hermione Granger's special necklaces that make it possible for her to be in two places at once.
Opening night of Pinafore was pretty good - Sir Joseph forgot a verse of his song and exclaimed SHIT in the middle of it - which was problematic since a huge plot point in act two is Captain Corchoran saying "damn me" in front of Sir Joseph who can't abide foul language - but what can you do. The way I see it, he took one for the team, now I'm not so nervous about my little mistakes (or big ones for that matter.) Otherwise - it was a super fun performance - and I danced my jazz squares and sang my high notes with pride!
We were pickets by the musicians union. I wish someone would tell us TRUTHFULLY why - but they won't. It always bothers me when I'm not informed. I think I'm addicted to information. The iphone helps me feeds my constant need for random knowledge - as does my beloved laptop. When I am kept in the dark I am annoyed. Apparently we might say something that will be used against us in court - but hey - if we are being picketed - shouldn't we have a right to know why? What if I agree with the musicians? Shouldn't I have the right to walk out? Ah well. I highly doubt I'd agree with the musicians on the matter - but one never knows.
Reinking was offered HAIR in London. Do you see my jealous drool on the computer screen? I find it a cruel irony that so many of my friends manage to work in England, and alas, I do not. Sigh.
The director of Pinafore in his rousing (?) pre-show speech said "Moses could not follow his people to the promised land." I guess I feel like that with London. But also, I think that actually articulates what I have been most unsatisfied with in directing. It's hard to explain - but when the show open - you move on as a director - you can give no more - you participate no more - you aren't part of the fun on stage - you just sit there and hope no one messes up too badly or that your vision has been realized to it's fullest potential - but you just LOOK at it - from a mountain - far away - you don't actually get to taste the milk and honey. I can say - it is definitely more fun to be on stage than off. Though - there is also something irreplaceable about creating a world in your imagination and watching it come to fruition on stage. I don't think one should ever have to choose between the two. I do truly believe you succeed in both worlds. For me, at the moment, it would be nice to succeed in one...but all in good time - all in good time.
I also still need a roommate. I find it extremely disconcerting that NO ONE is replying to my craigslist ads- and the people I know are all crazy! And piano girl - sadly - doesn't think she is going to move out of her family home anymore. SIGH! Anyone know of anyone who needs a really nice Manhattan home? It is really nice - huge - furnished - sunny - surround sound speaker!? No...? Sigh - thought it was worth a shot...maybe another time.
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