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 Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 11:27 am
let us speak of a girl I once knew named Courtney. We went to the same summer school together, and we were in the drama program together. She was going into 8th grade, and I into 9th. We were introducing ourselfs on the first day, and she said "My name is Courtney. I love A&F and miniskirts. I am going to an acting high school called (i forgot the name, but my teacher gahsped at this. it was aperently a very good school) and.. yea that's it!" I hated her from the start, and the feeling was mutual
When we did monolauges, the teacher gave us a choise of about 15 out of a young actor's monolauge book. They were all funny monolauges, but there weren't any preppy fluffy ones, like the one she wanted. So, she got ahold of the book and said, "I want that one." It was called "First Date" or something, and the character could very well have been her. The teacher said "Courtney, I am not going to give this one to you because the character is too much like you and you need to expand a bit." Courtney threw a fit, and eventually got it, as long as she promiced to work hard at it.
The next day, the first two paragraphs were suppsed to be memorized, and when it was her turn she said, "I didn't do it," all casually like it was no big deal. The teacher (rightfully) gave her a huge lecture about how she promiced to work hard, and then she didn't and if this happened again she will need to do a differant monolauge of the teacher's choise.
We eventually started to produce the actual play we were going to perform for the rest of the camp. I got the main part, and Courtney got a part that had about 3 or 4 lines. She got really angry at the teacher, but accpeted it. Outside of class, she started to rant and rave about how idiotic the teacher was, and how she deserved at least a supporting role (her roommate got that one), and how she was going to withdraw herself from the camp, or run away or something!
The play went well, but Courtney was not very happy at all with her part, so she didn't perform too well. The play was our final exam, and I later learned that she got a C- in the whole class. I got an A- because I missed a whole paragraph durring the performance, but it worked well anyways.
Wow this was really long. If you read the whole thing, I love you. I just needed to rant a bit out her.. it's been about 6 months and I still get angry at it.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 12:42 am
I'm on crew for Aida at the moment and every night during Strongest Suit I feel like strangling the men! There is not a single reason for even one member of the masculine sex to be backstage during that number. I have two major reason why NOT: 1.) there are no men singing during the song, so why would men be needed on the backstage mic? 2.) it is the scene shift from HELL. Every uneeded (and needed) person has to jump out of the way of all the stuff we have to move on/off/in/out/up/down/and back again.
BUT NO. The boys hear the opening lines to Strongest Suit and head on over to see a bunch of scantily-clad actresses dressed only in towels that have the optimistic potential of yielding a view of some cleavage. VERY professional. Let's just say me accidentally mowing a few over with a platform wasn't as accidental as it seemed...
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 2:30 pm
Dude, there was this guy in high school who thought that he was god's gift to the stage. whenever you were practicing a song or trying to learn your lines he would walk up to you and say something like "No, no, no. That's not how you trill your R's..." or "You shouldn't worry about your lines until the thrid to last rehearsal." the only reason he was in the theatre program was because we had almost no boys and he was "pretty."
the twist was that during one performance i was back stage getting ready to give him his outfit for his 3 minute costume change and as he (literally) came struting off the stage he tripped over his pants... which had fell down and settled around his ankles... apparently we were all blind that night and hadn't seen it happen.
... opps?
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 6:41 pm
Soo... there was this kid named Robert at my Les Mis theatre camp over the summer. He was going inot ninth grade but the 10 year olds were more mature than him. He would always be talking and complaining and touching you when you specificlly told him not too.
The first day he comes up to me and bumps my hip with his and yells BUMP. Now, about five months prior, I had done a show called Lucky Stiff and if you've seen the show, you know "bump" is a HUGE sexual inuendo throughout the whole show.
So I told him not to do it again. And he did.
Several other times I'd be marking stuff in my script and he'd ask to borrow it and I'd tell him to get his own script. Then he'd complain about how his script was too far awaya dn then yell at me to help him up. My goodness, the boy was 14 years old! He cna stand up himself and doesn't need to keep whining like a three year old.
Basicly, I wanted to kill him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 3:49 pm
delicatedisarray It is very angering when an actor gets upset with a techie. We are only doing our jobs, please don't bite our heads off. Also, I may be working tech, but that sure as hell doesn't make me your slave. I hate it when actors get a big heads and think they are above the tech workers. But on the lighter side, I love the actors who appericate us techies and realize that we do put a lot of work into the show. biggrin I love techies. I'm usually one when I'm not in a show. Or even when I'm in one. But onto the question, two words: Natalie Walters. Downright Diva, though she sang shrilly offkey and couldn't act to save her life, she was given lead roles over me because her parents came from the Director's country club. Makes me kinda glad that I was accepted into SCAD for next semester and she'll be lucky to make it to CofC.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 11:59 pm
Oh boy...where do I begin? stare
When I was in "Into the Woods", the Cinderella was the smallest diva I've ever seen. She barely came to a single rehearsal, gave everyone "tips", and barely even sang her songs on the right key.
Come to think of it...I've had bad experience with Cinderellas. When I played "Young Prunella" (a stepsister) in a version of Cinderella, the young Cinderella would deliberately run into my chair and make it look like I tripped her, and she'd go into an hour long bitchfest about it. This happened about four times before the director told her to knock it off. >_<
At my school, there's the "tolerable" drama kids (mostly the members of our Drama Club) and the "teeth grindingly irritating" drama kids. The latter group is composed of A) wannabe pop stars who are completely tone-deaf and/or (even worse) sing through their nose B) wannabe "actresses" who don't audition for a single play, yet get pissed of at the drama club president when they don't get in, and C) people who are 100% certain they're getting into Juliard with a full scholarship and a reccomendation from Daniel Radcliffe, who can name every song from "popular" musicals such as, no pun intended, Wicked, POTO, and RENT, but the instant you mention "Sondheim" to them, they get a blank look on their face.
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Okay, I'm done.
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