So, given how involved with the show I've been lately, I thought it would be cool to share this picture that I snapped quickly before the writing got erased...
Boring, right? Just a homemade chalkboard with scribbling sitting on the stage floor.
But, there's more to it than that.
This is a set dressing (technically prop since we actually used it during the show) from "1940s Radio Hour," which we performed a handful of years ago. As each singer in the radio show arrived for "rehearsal" (all in front of the audience, mind you), we signed in. I was first -- "Connie." Then, a sweet actress named Char (who played "Ginger"), and my sister Mary (who played "B.J." -- it was changed from a male character and worked quite well). Finally, (others didn't sign in) we see Neal. Er, "Heel" (as I jokingly changed it to each night). In other words, Dave.
That was the show in which Mary and I got to actually interact, and joke around, and sing duets together. It was the show during which our grandmother passed away. It was the show that we were allowed to cry during the last song ("I'll Be Seeing You" -- how can you NOT cry to that?), so Mary and I wept and wept over losing her. No acting needed.
It was the show in which I had to sing pig latin. PIG LATIN.
It was the show in which countless '40s songs were sung. It was the show we "took on the road" to a local library and an assisted living home or two to spread the cheer around. It was the show with "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy;" one of my all-time favorites.
It was the show in which I drank about 8-10 Cokes each performance with no bathroom break until it was over.
It was the show in which Dave and I met. We were both seeing other people, and we didn't speak a whole heck of a lot offstage (except for a silly/snide remark here or there...I'm socially awkward), but we had a blast together onstage -- and since we were allowed to improv, we still got to know each other pretty well from the start.
This was an important show. And it's beyond awesome that the chalkboard will be a part of my current show, considering it's my first show back in a couple of years and I'm enjoying it so much (and it doesn't hurt that it's frickin' HYSTERICAL).
It definitely feels like returning home again, and something as small as this makes my heart swell.
SIDE NOTE: MOHAWK VALLEY PEEPS, THE SHOW OPENS THIS WEEKEND (March 14, 15, 16, 21, 22, 23 - Friday & Sundays at 8pm, Sundays at 2pm). TICKETS ARE $12 ADULTS, $8 STUDENTS AT THE DOOR.
Just in case, I like to mention that there's a bit of "PG-13" (or maybe worse) language. No "F" words, but yeah...it's not for kids. ;-)
But, there's more to it than that.
This is a set dressing (technically prop since we actually used it during the show) from "1940s Radio Hour," which we performed a handful of years ago. As each singer in the radio show arrived for "rehearsal" (all in front of the audience, mind you), we signed in. I was first -- "Connie." Then, a sweet actress named Char (who played "Ginger"), and my sister Mary (who played "B.J." -- it was changed from a male character and worked quite well). Finally, (others didn't sign in) we see Neal. Er, "Heel" (as I jokingly changed it to each night). In other words, Dave.
That was the show in which Mary and I got to actually interact, and joke around, and sing duets together. It was the show during which our grandmother passed away. It was the show that we were allowed to cry during the last song ("I'll Be Seeing You" -- how can you NOT cry to that?), so Mary and I wept and wept over losing her. No acting needed.
It was the show in which I had to sing pig latin. PIG LATIN.
It was the show in which countless '40s songs were sung. It was the show we "took on the road" to a local library and an assisted living home or two to spread the cheer around. It was the show with "Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy;" one of my all-time favorites.
It was the show in which I drank about 8-10 Cokes each performance with no bathroom break until it was over.
It was the show in which Dave and I met. We were both seeing other people, and we didn't speak a whole heck of a lot offstage (except for a silly/snide remark here or there...I'm socially awkward), but we had a blast together onstage -- and since we were allowed to improv, we still got to know each other pretty well from the start.
This was an important show. And it's beyond awesome that the chalkboard will be a part of my current show, considering it's my first show back in a couple of years and I'm enjoying it so much (and it doesn't hurt that it's frickin' HYSTERICAL).
It definitely feels like returning home again, and something as small as this makes my heart swell.
SIDE NOTE: MOHAWK VALLEY PEEPS, THE SHOW OPENS THIS WEEKEND (March 14, 15, 16, 21, 22, 23 - Friday & Sundays at 8pm, Sundays at 2pm). TICKETS ARE $12 ADULTS, $8 STUDENTS AT THE DOOR.
Just in case, I like to mention that there's a bit of "PG-13" (or maybe worse) language. No "F" words, but yeah...it's not for kids. ;-)
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