Wednesday, August 4, 2010

SOS (Save Our Show Sanity)

It's a new theatre season, and once again I am in over my head. Surprised? Of course not. To be fair, I really tried this time. I really really tried. At first I said "no way, never again!" Then I said "maybe I'll think it over if you're real nice!" Then I said "well under certain conditions I might could." Then I just said "fine. Whatever." I know I know, I'm a pushover. Try not to spill the beans.

So here I am at the start of this new season and I have suddenly found myself with the hardest musical score I have ever in my life seen, a 6 foot pianist curled up in the fetal position, and 15-20 different instrumental parts to get covered for a show we haven't even cast yet, but will open late-September. Can you say freaked out? Mama needs a Valium...or a boot to the head...whatever I'm not picky.

How DO I manage to get myself into these things, and how in the WORLD am I going to pull it off? At least I don't have to write the music this time. Nope. It's all there for me, written out for every musician known to man.

Which brings me to my point. If you are an instrumentalist...I NEED YOU! PULLLLLEEEEEASE!!!!!! You a drummer? Grab those sticks! Guitar? Bass guitar? Bring the groove. Reed player of any sort? Brass? Flutey-toot? Lend your lips! People, there's even a banjo and tuba solo. I have parts for an astounding number of instruments, but I can get away with just a few if I can just get SOMEBODY to help me in my hour of need.

Should you even know of anyone who might lend their talent to a jazzy ragtime combo for a nonprofit community production of A Year With Frog and Toad please pass along my contact info or send me theirs. I'd be glad to fill in the blanks (ie. rehearsal schedule, show times, etc.)

Seriously, though. This is a great show with some amazing music. Don't let an opportunity slip by. I complain, but I love it. It brings me joy, and I've witnessed the theatre bug bite many an unsuspecting person and they are happier for it. Come help a sista out, yo. I guarantee it'll be worth your while to do it. You might even learn a thing or two. Who knows? I've barely started this production, and I've learned already. Here's my new mantra. It's been running through my brain for about a week now.

I'm an idiot, and I never learn...
I'm an idiot, and I never learn...
I'm an idiot, and I never learn...

Let's hope it sinks in.

I'm an idiot, and I never learn...
I'm an idiot, and I never learn...
I'm an idiot, and I never learn...
I'm an idiot, and I never learn...

1 comment:

  1. Well, I live too far away to get to rehearsals on time....my lips have turned away from the reed and perfected the art of flapping, so my clarinet skills are very weak....but my heart is in the right place and I would SO try it for you if I only had a brain :D

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