I’m writing this retrospectively after the show run. And out of order too as it turns out.
September is rehearsal season. It’s crunch time. Time that shit becomes real. Prior to September, shit was just an abstract concept.
Hey look! Shit is real. I’m in the festival program, comedy section. Damn!
Monday nights are rehearsal nights, at the Improv Consipracy annex.
Week one, with Tom and Matt. Still not fully off book, but better. It’s nice to perform it finally. Lots of notes. Good notes. Dramatic changes to sketch order. Partial rewrites, punching up bits, performance suggestions, additions. Some pivotal changes. Show is running to about 50 minutes without banter, so that’s good. Spending the rest of the week reading lines to Jo daily, with corrections.
Week one is when I made the car hat mentioned two posts ago. Evenrything is out of order, dammit. And you can’t reorder WordPress posts, stupid WordPress.
Week two with Tom. Still woefully dropping lines. Getting better though. Characterizations improving.
Week three with Jo. Working on staging, the movement of props, the changing of hats. Still can’t read through a show once without taking a break. Still flubbing lines.
Also week three, more medical appointments.
Also also week three, my partner comes down with influenza A. This does not bode well.
Week four – Monday – with Tom. I feel likes we’re getting this. Which is good, because the tech run is in a week. Note to self. THE TECH RUN IS IN A WEEK. The QLab stuff is so not finished. I hardly even know how to DO QLab. What even IS QLab?
Also week four, worked on traffic light pitches promo with the Fringe team. Bumped into some friends too, which was nice.
Also also week four, second last prop hat arrives all the way from Kennedy Space Center in Florida. I don’t think the tam-o-shanter from Edinburgh is going to get here in time though.
Yeah big ass week, September week four. Lots to do, lots of hustling, lots of flyering, final rehearsals, prepping.
Also also also week four…I start to feel very sick.
A note about this post.
There were personal tragedies within the time period discussed in this post, as well as grief anniversaries. I have thought a lot about how to include them. Not discussing them feels insulting to a memory. But also, discussing them in this context feels cheap. So I will say here – we are saddened, they are missed, their loss is felt.