I could have been a famous singer, if I had someone else’s voice.

I feel that the title of this post is pretty self-explanatory (though it is also a song lyric).

Sunday night – and it was night, my maestro is quite nocturnal – PC and I began our Secret Government Eggo Project. I, of course, began with a sense of trepidaton bordering on full-blown panic. With my heart in my throat, fingers vibrating with fear, I asked him “why? Why? Why is this so scary?” (Sometimes I repeat things three times for no reason.)

“I can’t answer that for you,” he said, and took my hand. I clutched at him and he squeezed my hand just hard enough to hurt. And away we went.

(I didn’t hold his hand the entire time, though, he did have to conduct me. Which, strangely, helps.)

In any case, I didn’t wheedle my way out of it completely (I can be very convincing when I am afraid of doing something!) and we got a lot of good material despite it being past midnight when we finished. All in all, it was more exhausting than the four-hour shift I had at my show the night previous.

If I keep doing this, maybe it will be like driving – I start off petrified and panicky, but eventually it won’t be that big of a deal to me. Like driving, I’ll still be constantly vigilant (because if you do driving wrong you can, you know, die), but I will be more comfortable and less inclined to panicked crying. One can only hope.

He really is very patient with me, he’s somehow struck the balance between not letting me get away with anything and not wounding my delicate flower feelings. (Delicate floral feelings?) I’m enjoying it, so far – the work that he’s done is beautiful, as usual, and I enjoy working with him. I just hope I’m not ruining it completely with my voice. D:

hold on: one more time, with feeling.

So, uh, I guess I never did write how opening weekend went! Oops!

Opening weekend went really well! It was nice, the first weekend is shorter than subsequent weekends (7:30-9:30 as opposed to 7-11), so it was like easing in to what the rest of the month is going to be like. I do have to stock up on cough drops (I’m talking near-constantly for the entire time I’m there!) but other than that, I really like it! You can see everyone you’re talking to, which is different than being onstage – it’s basically people standing in a room with you. It can make it a little bit awkward when you’re looking out at people and some of them are wide-eyed and hanging on your every word and then others are whispering to the person next to them.

Or when you have a famous person in the audience, which happened Saturday night. I had been warned beforehand but still when I saw a face that was familiar from movies and television I sort of got a bit of a mental jolt. My character is supposed to be a bit flustered anyway, so hopefully that worked out all right! Unfortunately, the gentleman in question had to listen to my monologue twice because the person in the room after mine got backlogged and about half of his group got stuck. So: sorry, famous guy! Hopefully I was entertaining on the second go-round as well as the first.

That happened for three or four groups on Saturday night, actually, which is definitely the most awkward situation that I’ve had thus far (seeing half of the same group when I walk into my room again, looking awkward and trying to get up the secret staircase to the next room). Thankfully, the director had a talk with the person after me in the show and helped her find a way to streamline everything so that we don’t get backlog anymore. (Also, it’s more fun when the group doesn’t know there’s a secret staircase in the room!) Everything in the show is timed really, really carefully, so that when one person takes a minute longer than they should, there’s a ripple effect affecting the rooms that come prior to them and breaks the whole rhythm of the show. Sunday night, we definitely did not have that issue: we had a steady flow of people and zero backlog!


In other news, I haven’t had a singing lesson in SO LONG and I really need to have another one soon. Between getting sick, the wedding, and this show going up (and being exhausted all the time) I haven’t had a spare moment to email GG. Maybe next week! Hopefully next week.

In other other news, since we’ve both been sick and busy and also doing regular relationshippy stuff (shock! horror!), PC and I haven’t had the chance to start on our Secret Government Eggo Project yet. He mentioned the other night that he was going to start working on one of the first songs so hopefully soon!

would you not rather have your precious little ingenue?

Tonight is opening night for the show in Salem!

Last night was dress rehearsal, and due to the living museum nature of the show, we all got a chance to walk through and see everyone else’s scenes. It was wonderful to finally get into the space we’ll be performing in, and getting a feel for the entire show. We’ve all heard each other do our monologues before, but this was the first time we got to see it in the actual space, which does indeed make a difference.

It’s interesting, because the book the show is based on is set in the actual house we’re performing in – it gives it an extra layer of authenticity. Add in how creaky and dark some of the rooms are, and the secret staircases!, and you have a recipe for a very unsettling but fun show.

I’m nervous, but mostly just tired! The shows this weekend are shorter than usual, so it’ll be a nice ease-in to the rest of what this month is going to be like. Traffic is already horrendous getting in and out of Salem, but that’s sort of to be expected, isn’t it?

In related exciting news, the director spoke with me last night about coming back to do the Christmas show – she’d like me to play Amy in Little Women! YAY!! :D