Act 1, Scene 1, a Wedding in 1986...

Well that's it. I've survived my first show. To be honest I think the last thing I was concerned about was the audience. I was more worried about wearing the right outfit in the right scene and not walking on stage too early, too late - or forgetting to walk on at all. So when all said and done, it was a success from that point of view. I am also getting used to having a weirdly orange face and bright blue eye shadow. I am still recovering from the shock of my flatmates thinking that it is a look that suits me.

Instead of getting changed in the communal dressing room I end up getting changed in behind the stage for most of my scenes. This is not something I recommend. Even as I try and change from one outfit to another, I am helping someone else with their radio mike, and simultaneously ducking so a prop coming through doesn't hit me. So far I've already been hit with a guitar and chair. :)

What's more to the point, that through the greasepaint (ok, orange foundation) and roar of the crowd (ok, clapping and laughter), I am thoroughly enjoying myself. Which I wasn't sure I would. Roll on tonight's show...

Show Week

....and so show week is upon us. Even if you didn't know from the people running around like the proverbial coloured reared flies, you would be able to tell from the heightened levels of bitchiness (male and female) in the group. Amazing what a little powder, paint and a small role in a play makes some people turn into. Dullard to diva. Secretary to showgirl. Then there are all the things you need to be aware of - where X sits, that Y always sits next to X darling and couldn't possibly sit next to B because the lighting is all wrong for her complexion.... Given that we have about five minutes maximum to change between some scenes, worrying about where you get to sit is probably the least of the problems. Personally I am more concerned that I will make it on to stage wearing the right clothing for the right scene without treading on anyone, falling over scenery or anyone else. If I manage that and manage to sing, smile and dance at the right times then that I think will be a good performance. The problems of who sits where, and the divine divas - let other people worry about them.