Showing posts with label 7 Brides. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 7 Brides. Show all posts

Thursday, August 4

July!

July was filled with vacation and rehearsal, and I still managed to stuff in just a few other outings.

Another "sister" reunion, this time from Seven Brides: It was awesome seeing Erin play Penny in Hairspray. Goodness, she was funny! Best I've seen yet. And now that she's back in town, she, Nichole, and I need to hang out more.



We had a big meeting at work, after which they brought in several food trucks. Finally got to try Cupbop, which was DELICIOUS! And it was freebee!

On a particularly crappy day when I was feeling like a failure, I wrote up a "Did-do" list. 
It helped -- I felt less defeated. I should make a habit of this.

 "I blued myself!" I'd had this sucker for ages. It didn't disappoint.

Aaron is growing his lovely, thick hair out. I think I've 
convinced him to stop calling this a "man bun" ;)

Speaking of flowing locks, here's another handsome boy and his gorgeous mom.


How cute are these girls?

They marched in a parade with their ward for the 24th of July


To celebrate Harry Potter's birthday on July 31, I read my gorgeous illustrated version of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. Every illustration is breathtaking. I could do with fewer spiders, but everything else makes me smile. I first read the book exactly 15 years ago, and it never ceases to be magical!

Tuesday, June 7

What have I been up to?

*Updated at 10:45pm*

Whenever people ask me what I've been up to, I feel a little embarrassed. I'm busy all the time, but not with many things most would consider exciting. My post-vacation letdown has given way to auditions, time with friends and family, work, work, and work... I'm just happily plugging away at life and looking forward to the glorious summer months.

Still, I thought it might be time to catch all y'all up a bit. So here's the scoop:
  • Last month, I auditioned for three plays. I felt great about my auditions and the callbacks were AWESOME! Seriously, my performance self-esteem is through the roof right now. I was surprised to read for the lead at two of the callbacks and although I didn't get the part in either, I had a marvelous time and am really excited about those who are playing them. There are several more auditions this and next month that I'm looking forward to. I'll keep you posted.
  • My friend Michelle got married a few weeks ago. I hadn't been to a wedding in ages, and definitely not one where I was invited to the temple ceremony and lunch in addition to the reception. The all-day event made for a fun day and I am happy for her.
  • I was sick most of last week, possibly due to allergies, and possibly because of something else. All I know is I was really dizzy and tired and it was right after I'd spent a lot of time in the pollen-filled wind and hanging out at a house with a dog. Of course, I'd been wheezing several days before the symptoms really kicked in... I don't know. I feel better now and that's what's important.
  • Memorial Day happened to be the day I felt the most sick. Luckily, my friends are pure awesome, and Larissa didn't mind changing plans from seeing Pirates and shopping to bringing me baked potatoes and ice cream (to be eaten separately) and hanging out at my house for several hours. Truthfully, it turned into a pretty awesome day. Thanks again for taking care of me, and not letting me feel guilty, Larissa!
  • Last Friday, when I was luckily feeling better, my Seven Brides cast from last year had a mini-reunion and chatted, ate s'mores, and delighted in watching a video of the show. Seven Brides was my favorite show ever, and I was thrilled to see everyone again. I can't believe it's been a year already since we were all together; we need to see each other more! I'm sad that I'll be out of town for the wedding of two cast members who met during our show. With this group, it's bound to be a great party!
"Good morning, my brothers!"
"Oh, girls! I'm so very happy to see you all!"
  • I am super-excited about my summer wardrobe (do I say this every time the weather changes? If I do, I'm sorry). I love my skirts and dresses and sandals. I'm wearing a skirt right now. And it's always fun to throw new outfits together, or what feels like a new outfit because I haven't been able to show them off for nearly a year!
  • On Sunday, we celebrated my older brother Adam's birthday. My dad gave him remote control cars which were a huge hit as far as my nephew and I are concerned. We had a blast zooming them under and around the three cars parked in the driveway and watching the girls run after them. Actually, I'm not sure that Adam got to play with that particular gift at all. We also gorged ourselves on terrific food: grilled steak, potatoes, chocolate-covered strawberries, Caesar salad, rolls, shrimp scampi (which I skipped), and cherry pie. That Adam has great taste in food, family, and entertainment. Glad I could share in the celebration! Happy birthday month, Adam!
  • I went mini-golfing last night with my ward. This is significant because 1) I got to spend more time with my friend Wendy and 2) ward activities really haven't been on my radar lately. It's not as though I get to Monday, skip Family Home Evening and feel guilty. I honestly haven't even remembered that FHE was an option. I listen to the announcements on Sunday and immediately forget them. But Wendy reminded me that with the influx of new members there are several cute new guys and it's always good to broaden my horizons (especially when mini-golfing requires small groups). So I went, and I had a lot of fun! Hooray for spending time outside now that it's finally warm (for now)!
With a score of 56, I won third place within our group of seven; I was shocked by my good fortune. It certainly wasn't skill!
The lovely Miss Wendy
"Don't listen to that guy. He's trying to lead you down the path of righteousness. I'm gonna lead you down the path that rocks"! - The Emperor's New Groove (which we'll watch sometime next year)
Image borrowed from the Disney fan page on Facebook. They have some great artwork on there.
That's about it. I have quite a few friends in quite a few plays coming up, movies to see, plays to audition for, swimming to do, juggling to learn (actual, not metaphorical), books to read, friends to visit... just plugging along. It does manage to fill my time in an entertaining and satisfying way!

Wednesday, November 10

Singin' Soprano!

I'm naturally a soprano, but there are so many sopranos (in addition to lazy mezzos and altos and small children) in the musical theatre world that if there is an alto option, I'll generally sing the harmony. This can be an advantage when auditioning *cough*Hale Centre Theatre*cough*, but it does take its toll; extended alto is hard on my voice. Even if I can sing the low notes it doesn't always mean I should.

So: Hooray!! In 1940s Radio Hour my character is a soprano! Not just a soprano -- the soprano! There are two other girls who flip between soprano and mezzo, but I always sing the soprano. I admit, it's a little difficult adjusting to singing the melody all the time -- I love singing harmony and at this point I pick it out almost instinctively. I'm really not sure I could sing the melody for anything from Kiss Me Kate, and although I am a little sad about that fact, I am proud that it means that I learned my second alto part so well! However, it feels wonderful to flex my soprano muscles! I'm loud, I'm gaining confidence, and I'm grateful.

Last night we had a music rehearsal for Radio Hour. I sing in quite a few numbers, I have one where I'm the "featured" soloist, and then an actual solo -- Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas -- at the very end. I was singing through the songs wondering if friends and family would enjoy it. If they're coming just to see me... well, I'm not one of the more colorful characters in the show. I mostly sit back and listen to conversations. One of my Seven Brides friends who is also in this show joked that it's not as big a part as Milly was, and she's right. I love my character and I'm learning a lot about acting, but I don't want people to be disappointed, you know?

Great, now I sound like I think I'm the only person worth going to the show to see, and that is definitely NOT TRUE! I love watching the others and seeing what they're doing. Plus, they are perfectly cast to sing their songs. I am really grateful I went to that pick-up audition and that I get to work with them. It's pretty cool to do a musical where there are scenes that do more than just introduce the next song. The beginning and ending "scenes" are bascially just 10-20 minutes of us getting to be our characters with no musical interruption. My castmates are actual actors as well as singers, and they shine!

But I digress, we were singing the songs in the order we'll sing them during the actual show, and I was worrying about whether people would like the show, and whether we'd be ready to open in three weeks, and where the devil some of the cast members were. Like I said, my solo comes at the very end of the radio show, so I had plenty of time to fret. But it finally came time for my solo, which happens to be my very favorite song in the show (and I get to sing it!!!!!!!!).

I killed it. Seriously. It felt SO GOOD to sing like that! We picked an arrangement in a higher key than comes in the score (because I was struggling with the low notes) and since I know the song pretty well and I know Cheryl the accompanist so well I could just sing and not worry about anything else. It was so fun! When I finished, Cheryl and I were both smiling as big as we could. I could tell she'd had as much fun as I had. I wish I got to sing like that all the time -- I'd forgotten that I had it in me! I feel so grateful that my big solo is a song I love and sing well. It would be awful to have to sing one that I feel uncomfortable with in any way. Been there. Done that. I wish my songs in Seven Brides had been soprano so they could have been that much fun -- at least there were plenty in that show and my most awkward song was the very first one!

And to my fears I thought, "Well, I think my friends will think the show worth it, if I sing my song just like that."

I'm still smiling!

Everyone else seemed content to move onto the next song -- Harli's been known to say "I don't worry about you" -- but since they all got to sing through their solos twice, I insisted on a second time, too. Honestly, the second attempt wasn't as good. It was pretty good, but it wasn't the same. I was too busy thinking about how well the first time had gone and thinking "Wow! I am so talented! Totally worth the price of a ticket!" But I'm glad I did it anyway. I will take all the practice I can get.

Tonight we're putting the whole show together. This means that some cast members will be hearing the solos for the first time (there's one song even I've never heard, and I've been to all of the music rehearsals). It's going to be rough, but I'm excited! I love to sing! I'm so glad I'm doing this show!

And now back to my regularly scheduled humility...

Wednesday, September 15

Post-show receiving lines...blech.

I hate it when I go to a play where I kind of know the people I know, but not well enough to carry a comfortable conversation.

Do I seek these acquaintances out and tell them how cute they were and how much I enjoyed the show? What if they want to talk more than I do? Or if I'm talking with someone I do know well and the quasi-friend comes over and looks at me expectantly like I'm supposed to talk with them (if they're talking to a good friend I just wave and continue past). If I don't talk with them and they see me leave will they be offended? Am I even good enough friends to try to be casual? What I say "Hi" and they don't really remember me? I just feel so lame when I am totally friendly and they act like, "okay, okay, good to see you and buh-bye!" It makes me loathe theatres that send their castmembers into the lobby after a play. It's always so awkward. I don't even like doing that when I am one of the cast members, 'cause you can see that EVERYBODY is uncomfortable. Doubt plagues me. Maybe there is no solution. Blech.

Tonight I saw The Pirates of Penzance at Hale Center Theatre and LOVED it! The dialogue was slow and a little muddled, but the singing and costumes and characters were great. I cried during "Poor Wandering One" because Mabel's voice was so lovely. I can't imagine singing like that. She was the only one I talked with afterward. I just heaped praises on her. There were other people I probably should have talked with, but I didn't see the one I really know well, so I sort of snuck out and hoped no one noticed.

Though HCT did a fantastic job with the silly material, I will admit that I just love the play. In fact, the worst production I ever saw was another version of TPOP. I felt sorry for that little production. They tried so hard and had some brilliant moments. Since I already know the story and all the jokes I decided just to enjoy it and have fun with it ! I may have been the only person in the audience (granted, there were only about 20 of us) who laughed at all. But I did end up having a great time! The cast noticed, too, because during the finale one of the pirates grabbed me from the front row and took me into the middle of the stage to waltz with him. Awesome! Of course, the cast was standing in the way of the exit at the end, so I told them all how much fun I had. I did not lie and tell them the show was good. Individuals, yes. As a whole, not so much.

During Seven Brides, it was so weird to me whenever a stranger would come to me and tell me how well I had done. Weirder still were those who couldn't praise me enough! It was nice, but every time I would think, "Oh my goodness! That's right, I'm the lead!" It was crazy every time. I didn't mind the people who just tried to sneak past without saying anything. They always looked so embarassed. That's just sad. Here we've worked so hard to entertain and help everyone enjoy the evening and it ends with a moment of awkwardness. I hope it doesn't end up ruining the whole evening.

Hmm, I've kind of allowed my awkwardness tonight ruin my evening. Uncool! I loved the show! Next time I see those acquaintances I'll tell them so. And they'll know I am even more sincere because I had to go out of my way to tell them. Yeah, that's what I'm going to to!

I feel better.

Friday, August 27

5 x 11

I just finished my 5th show in a row. With no breaks in between any of them. This means I've been either performing or rehearsing (and sometimes both, because there was a lot of overlap) for nearly eleven months. And I've LOVED it! All of the plays, theaters, and people involved were all so very different I can't even compare them to each other. So I'm going to describe the differences and highlights of each:

1. Sleeping Beauty: the adventure story.
It all started when I auditioned for this show in September last year. I played a fairy, which was something of a dream come true for a girl raised on fairy tales. To be honest, I had really wanted to play Sleeping Beauty herself, but I am very glad I accepted the fairy role. The casting was too perfect. I got to play around and make up my own character in a lot of ways. Plus, the two women playing my fairy sisters are long-time friends and we had a blast in our efforts to steal every scene we were in (which included pretty much the entire show since we almost never left the stage). I was ecstatic to be doing a "straight" play, i.e. not a musical. The last non-musical I did was in 2004, I believe, which is weird because I consider myself a much better actress than a singer, but not weird because we all know how much I LOVE to sing. (...And then of course they cast me as a character that sings all the time!)The Childrens' Theatre did this show when I was in college and I was always sad I missed out at that time. I hadn't done a play with the Childrens' Theatre in six or seven years, and returning to this theatre to do a play I'd wanted to do for so long was wonderful! I had forgotten how much I love my Joanne, and what great work they do with the storytelling and young actors. It was also cool to do a period piece that did not take place in the nineteenth or twentieth centuries. The costumes were very Shakespearean, and we all had to train ourselves to throw out any sort of modern mannerisms, which is harder than you would think! My parents brought my nephew to see this play -- his first play! -- and he loved it, especially the dragon. I must admit, I loved the dragon, too, because not only were the effects cool, but from backstage it sounded like a videogame. I forgot how much I like the "backstage" experience! It was a nice welcome back after not doing a play for 10 months (the previous show was Babes in Toyland, Christmas of 2008)!

2. Kiss Me Kate: the comedy.
When I auditioned for this play, I knew nothing about it, except it was supposedly a classic, was an adaptation of The Taming of the Shrew, and had the songs "Too Darn Hot" and "I Hate Men" in it. I might have known that people dance around in their underwear. (Hmm, maybe that's a lot I knew about it.) The show covered just the right time in my life, because as you'll recall I lost my job during the rehearsal process. I've said it before, but my job-search depression would have been a lot worse without this show to go to every night. The cast was made up of all adults and sometimes the goings-on backstage were inappropriate (never TOO much). We had double-entendres for everything so we probably thought the show was funnier than it was, but we had a brilliant time! I was surprised to be cast in the ensemble in this dance-heavy musical, but happy for the chance to strengthen that weakest angle of my triple-threat triangle. Boy did the choreographer work us hard, but I managed to get it all down and my friends and family members were pretty surprised at some of my moves! I can dance! I sang the second alto part, which I loved! I adore singing harmony and it sounded so cool when we got the 8 part harmony right. Our music director called me his "power alto" -- I cannot even begin to describe how proud I am of that! Also, my hair looked awesome in every time period, both Renaissance and 1940s. I even had a cute slip to dance in, which was especially useful during a dress rehearsal where I had to change onstage and didn't make it in time (forcing me to continue a whole scene wearing just that slip...I didn't even have the green shirt at the time...). The play was double-cast, and we had a great time mixing and matching the cast members. Once again, I had a fantastic double, and I was sad that she was the one person I never got to perform with!

3. The Secret Garden: the drama.
A revisiting of a play I did 15 years ago. It's wasn't the musical and I was only in four scenes, which was lucky since I closed Kiss Me Kate a week before this one opened and could only go to a few other rehearsals before that. I played Lillias Craven, a ghost who was the wife and mother of two of the other characters. I loved getting to work with one of my favorite directors -- Emily Holmgren -- the person who taught me that knowing my character is the most important thing an actor can do. I definitely knew Lilias Craven inside and out! Sadly, I never thought of my character as creepy until someone pointed it out opening weekend; then I couldn't think of myself as anything but! I loved the relationships with the actors and characters and, again, revisiting old friendships. It was really cool seeing how very engrossed even the littlest of children were as they watched this talk-heavy, very dramatic play. They loved it! Children are much smarter than most people give them credit for. I had the BEST costume ever, and I loved getting ready. I didn't even care that my dress weighed, like, 25 pounds and people stepped on the train nearly every performance. I giggled when the cast would greet the audience after the show and little girls wanted a photo with the "princess." It was odd playing a character that no one could see -- odd enough that it was hard to get used to EVERYONE looking at me in the next show. I spent a lot of time backstage and made myself useful helping with scene changes and costume changes.

After I was cast in the Secret Garden, I formed the idea in the back of my head that I wanted to be constantly involved in one show or another for a whole year. Not a goal, per se, but just a thought that "I have time and it will bother no one, so why not?" It all depended on whether I'd have the energy and opportunities.

4. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers: the dream.
My favorite show ever. A dream role, show, and cast. I have never worked so hard in my life and loved anything so much. Even now, it's the show I miss the most. I don't know if I'll ever be a part of another show that comes together quite as miraculously as this one. We had so much stacked against us: the loss of our anticipated performance space, the loss of performances, almost no advertising, almost no support from the Arts Council, multiple injuries, and so forth, but it all worked well in the end. I am still just so proud of the show! It was such an overwhelming experience playing the character that glues the rest of the show together. I was in nearly every scene, had encounters with all of the other characters. If my performance wasn't believable the whole show would be garbage. Happily, I had help and plenty of time to prepare. My favorite rehearsals were those when Brett, Denise (my Adam and my director), and I would just sit around and talk about our motivations, our backstories, our relationship, and the historical context. I loved my character and all of the others onstage with me. It was so great getting to spend so much time onstage, so much time exploring different aspects of the story. I grew so much! I had a whole character arc! I was the star! I got to feature others and support them in their roles! I loved it every day and probably would have been really depressed when it closed if I hadn't immediately jumped right into the middle of rehearsals for...

5. Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat: the party.
This poor show fought an uphill battle in my mind. My darling Kate asked me to audition and I was thrilled to be cast, but I was so tired after working so hard in Seven Brides that it was often a chore going to rehearsals. It was through loyalty and love for the friends involved, force of will, and a desire to let loose and party that I managed to get myself through this show! I am so glad I did it. I adored singing the music. I was thrilled that I got to play a drill team member and was repeatedly told I am a dancer (bless you, Stephanie M!). I relished in the dancing. I laughed a lot. I cried a couple of times. But in the end it really was a party. I had a blast playing with my pom-poms and -- miracle of miracles! -- I was able to touch my toes for the first time I can ever remember! Once again, my parents brought my nephew to the show -- his first musical -- and he loved it! Now he listens to the soundtrack all the time and wants to do a play with me sometime. I am so excited! I would love to have a family member to perform with. I am so jealous of all the friends who get to perform with kids or siblings! I must say, I'm used to getting yelled at by one or more members of the pro team at some point, but that never happened with this show. The whole experience was very positive. The very best part was the gift of spending six weeks with many people I completely love and don't get to see very often, if ever. I may be completely wiped out now that it's over, but I know that choosing to do this play in spite of my personal adversity was the right thing to do. I can't imagine not having done it. I still plan on posting one more time on the Cottonwood Joseph blog. I need a cathartic wrap-up.

Now that Joseph has closed, I am reveling in blissful non-participation. There were several plays I could have auditioned for to finish out the year, but I am too physically and creatively exhausted. I need some time to replenish, visit with some of my friends inside and outside of the theatre world, to go on vacation, to sleep in, to just sit around and do nothing, and to enjoy the last little bit of the summer because I've spent the entire time inside either at work, rehearsal, or in performance. I'll be honest: I'm pretty happy not to be doing a show at the moment.

I am really grateful for all of the support I've had during this time! For awesome castmates and production teams and people who came to see me perform. Most of the people that mean the most to me either came to or were involved in at least one of the plays this year. I was often surprised at people who actually came. I've become reacquainted with a lot of friends I'd only seen recently on Facebook; I love that more than one friend I hadn't seen in more than 10 years came to see me in Seven Brides! I am a little disappointed with some of the people who made no effort to see anything. Really? I'm in 5 plays, some of which were super-inexpensive, and you couldn't come to one? I understand some people live out-of-state and for others life in general is really busy, but I'm allowed to be disappointed anyway. I just keep hoping (but not too hard lest they miss the next, too) that they come to the next show.

I've grown up a lot in this last year, I hope. I've learned many lessons. I've learned that not getting the part I want doesn't mean I'm not talented enough to play it. I've learned that making the most of the part I do have pays off. I've learned that people see a lot more potential in me than I see in myself. I've learned that a show can overcome all sorts of obstacles if the people involved are dedicated and brave enough to do what must be done. I've learned not to be afraid to list conflicts on my audition form because if a production team really wants me they'll make it work and be really nice about it. I've learned that I can be the lead -- I can command and guide a show and I can do it well! I've learned that it's better to audition for a show and not get it than to not audition and wonder "what if?" I've learned that I have a lot more energy than I thought. I've learned that I need a break in between shows (or at least between every two or three). Best of all, I've learned that the theatre world is shrinking all the time and I have friends from all over the Salt Lake valley who generally care about me.

There are quite a few types of plays I'd like to do in the somewhat near future: a Shakespeare play, another crazy-big part in a musical, a tap-dance show, and a full-length straight play. Someone asked me a few weeks ago what my dream role is. Well, it was Milly in Seven Brides, and now that I've done that I don't know what the new dream is. There are so many parts I can and want to play!

What will I do next? I'm not sure. I would kind of like to audition for a Christmas show, but the idea of starting up another show makes me feel tired. I don't know if I'll be ready to jump into another play again in the next couple of weeks. I'm enjoying the freedom. (Yes, most Christmastime plays have auditions in August or September.)

It's been a good year for stretching my acting chops. Hopefully this next one will be, too. It probably won't be as busy -- I don't know if I can or want to continue to keep up this pace -- but I have my fingers crossed it will be just as satisfying!

Monday, August 23

An old sprain

Check out my left arm (around my mom) in this photo. Notice I'm wearing a brace? Well, I sprained my arm.

Two months ago.

Two months ago, I was in the last week of rehearsals for Seven Brides. I rang the cowbell for the first time and accidentally hit
myself with it. I remember thinking at the time, "That's going to bruise" and I dutifully iced it when I arrived at home that night and several times that day.

I think that after that, and aggravation caused by choreography where one of the brides grabbed my arm and pulled while I pulled the other way caused the sprain. It's been hurting more each day, but usually only when I'd twist something (like a doorknob), put pressure on it, or grip and pull. It was agony to lift my mattress while making my bed. Two weeks ago it just started to ache all the time. Well, all the time the pain wasn't stabbing me.

So I went to the doctor, she moved my arm a couple of times and said, "Does this hurt?" and determined that I sprained my arm. She gave me the brace and I am so happy! My wrist hurts MUCH less when I wear it! She also gave me some exercises to do to help heal my arm. They are painful, but I will do it. I'm excited that my wrist is going to heal and be fully usable again! I can't wait to make my bed without screaming anymore!

Of course, the brace is rather inconvenient. Typing isn't too awkward, but using utensils is a joke. Ah well. It's my own fault for not having this checked earlier.

What does it say about me that I get my most serious injuries doing musical theatre? I am hard core!

Friday, July 9

I'm Glad That You Were Born

I don't know why, but I am terrified to post this video.

Okay, I do know why. I'm afraid of nay-sayers and that people will tell me I am terrible and my voice is lame. It's the same reason I selfishly didn't tell anyone involved with the show about a local theatre review site I happen to have connections with that could have helped us advertise. That's also the reason I had butterflies whenever someone whose opinion I really care about came to support me. It's also why I choose not to try to perform for a living.

I like compliments. I look for every opportunity to give them, and I LOVE to receive them.

And now I feel like I'm fishing for compliments. I'm not really. Just tybbling about my insecurities. I am very familiar with my vocal strengths and weaknesses, and I know I sing well. Feel free to post a comment/compliment if you choose, but if you don't like it please DON'T tell me. As the great George McFly once said in a truly awesome movie, "I just don't think I can handle that kind of rejection." (Actually, he says it twice in the movie. And I could handle it, but I would prefer not to.)

So, with no further self-indulgent introduction, here is a video of me singing the cast and crowd's favorite Milly song from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, "I'm Glad That You Were Born" (note: this song is not in the movie):

(I think this might be the first time I've ever put video of myself on here. Weird. I'm not usually as calm and mature as I seem to be at the beginning of this one.)

Tuesday, July 6

They'll always be MY brides and brothers

*Warning: This post could get sappy...and long.*

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers has ended. It's over! I am sadder than I can possibly say. I love every show that I do, and I always meet fantastic people, but I think I can honestly say that I could have done this show for a year and never gotten tired of it (provided I didn't also have to work during that day. The schedule was tough). It may be my favorite show that I've ever done. I was not ready for the experience to end, and I haven't had the chance to stop and mourn it yet. I miss it.

As is my custom after I close a show, I'll now try to share some of my favorite memories and stories. It seems such an inadequate and incomplete way to commemorate a show that meant so much to me. But, I guess that's true of any experience. I read my journal, look at photos, and watch the video if I have one, but it's not the same as being there, living in the moment, and knowing that your life will never be the same again.

"Milly... how 'bout marrying me?"

To be fair, I did warn you this might be sappy.
"Beautiful, glorious, heavenly, marvelous, wonderful, wonderful day!"

This show was so hard! If I wasn't in a scene, I was backstage getting ready for one. I was on my feet pretty much the entire time, and by the end of any given performance my feet and back ached (next time I do a show requiring character shoes, I'm going to spring for some that are my size. This awesome DI pair are just too big). Although I worried about my lines and lyrics and the dancing, by the time we opened I felt confident and didn't make many noticeable mistakes for the paying masses. We had wonderfully supportive audiences and I was always grateful to talk with them afterwards. I was thrilled by how many of my friends came! And there were a lot of friends I hadn't seen in years. It was awesome!

I had the best "seat" in the house. I had full access to my cast members' facial expressions and ad libs and energy. Every time Brett (the actor playing Adam, wearing blue in my photos) looked at me in wonder and delight after I accepted his marriage proposal, I couldn't help but melt inside. So sincere and so cute! And dear Cody (Frank, in purple) worrying about doing "sissy stuff" during "Goin' Courtin'" just made me happy.


Then there was the scene when I meet all the brothers; they had such different reactions and with the audience laughing openly it was SO HARD not to laugh, too! The first shock at seeing Shane (Caleb, in orange) popping out of the laundry was killer, as was the bashfulness of Brandon (Daniel, in yellow) expressed in that foot moving back and forth. Actually, I did crack up once. I couldn't help it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Michael (Ephraim, in green) pull a lacy camisole out of my suitcase and put it on his head and I lost it. I put my face in my hands for just a second, and then tried to recover by looking at Adam with a fiercely angry expression... it took me a good minute to trust myself to look at anyone else and react to what was going on.

One day as I was getting ready, I looked at myself in the mirror, and with my crazy curly hair and excessively long eyelashes and pink lips I blurted, "I look like 'Little House on the Prairie Barbie!'" Doesn't hurt that my costumes were AWESOME! I sort of -- only sort of -- wish women still wore bloomers and petticoats and corsets. I really think my looks are best suited to period pieces, which is one of the reasons I enjoy theatre so much.


May I just say, it was a little disconcerting yelling offstage at the brothers to give me their winter underwear? The boys were all changing out of their winter underwear and into their blankets. Sure, they were wearing biker shorts under their costumes, but I made a choice pretty quickly not to look directly at them. Changing in front of people is a way of life in the theatre, but that doesn't mean we necessarily like people watching.

One thing my 20 years of theatre training has taught me is to pause for laughter. Thank goodness, because there was a lot of it, especially in the scenes with the brothers. I did a lot of pausing in this show. However, I can do a lot with my facial expressions and body language, so even though I might not be able to say my lines right away I felt like the show was still moving along, which was nice.

One thing I've never mastered? Ad-libbing. I live in fear of having to cover up flubbed lines and missed entrances! During the middle of "Goin' Courtin'" the boys all left the stage to change out of their blankets and into a full set of clothes (shirts, pants, socks, shoes, removal of beard-stubble makeup) and I was left on stage alone. I worked out some ad-libs during rehearsal, but I was always afraid it would take Ephraim just a little bit longer one night and I'd have to keep going. Fortunately, he always showed up before I could get too uncomfortable. I'll love him forever for that.
"Look whose suited up like a dandy!"
I also love that I taught Ephraim how to waltz. So, when I'd grin that silly grin at him at the beginning of our solo it was because of my immense pride. He was such a cutie -- so nervous and serious and talented!

Okay, how adorable are these girls? The answer is: completely adorable. They worked freakishly hard and never complained, even when Nichole (Martha, in bright green) and Dani (Dorcas, in sea foam green) both sprained their ankles during performances. As far as I know, they didn't even mind too much when we couldn't get the rights to the "June Bride" song. None of us ever had any arguments, were free with compliments, always happy to help where we could, and very supportive. One day, when I broke down in tears (I was laughing, then I was crying -- I don't know what happened!) Nichole and Erin (Ruth, in orange) took me in the dressing room and just listened and let me be sad until I wasn't anymore. One of my favorite moments was watching them backstage as they silently performed "We've Got to Make it Through the Winter" while their brother counterparts performed onstage. So funny! They tried hard to include me whenever they could, even though when they were backstage I was onstage and vice versa. They were the best little sisters I could have ever wished for!


And I've got to say that I'm glad I didn't dance in the big Challenge dance. I have no idea how the brides, brothers, and suitors just kept going and going for 5 and-a-half minutes. They are my heroes!

My costar, Brett, was terrific. He and his girlfriend got engaged during the run and I couldn't be happier for them! They are two of the nicest, most genuine people you'll ever meet. And he's such a good actor! I really enjoyed playing opposite him every night. I must admit that most of the time when things went wrong it was my fault (like the laughing incident), but he never let it phase him, and it usually resulted in he and I permanently changing our line delivery in some fun way. He and I worked hard on our characters and relationship and by the time we started to perform we were comfortable with each other. It's nice to have that kind of trust with a costar. Trust that neither of us will take advantage during the kissing, trust that we'll help each other out with flubbed lines, and trust that we'll consistently do our part to make the show a good one.

Trust is a big deal in any show, really. This one had a lot of difficult fight and dance choreography, fast costume changes, scene changes, and specific props. I very much appreciate all of the people who helped me keep track of the insane number of props I had to deal with during the show. They were always where they needed to be, and I could not help but thank them every time I went offstage and someone handed me yet another tray of food. I had one thirty-second costume change, and without fail my three helpers were there to help me. Bless them.

"Now tap him on the shoulder and
say 'May I?' and the gentleman
will step aside."
For the most part, I gave up Diet Coke and ice cream for a month. My voice is pretty, but it's not terribly robust and I'm not an alto, and singing eight songs a night six times a week definitely took its toll. I figured it was worth the sacrifice of some of my favorite junk food to sound as good as I could. I love, love, loved the music and never ceased to be awed that I got to sing Milly's songs. My favorite song in rehearsal, "One Man" ended up being one of the hardest songs in performance. Turns out, walking around the stage three times in two minutes while singing a belting song is hard work; I was always out of breath afterwards. But, it was a dream come true to command the stage like that and hear the applause afterwards!

The cast and crowd's favorite song, however, was "I'm Glad That You Were Born" a lullaby I sang to the baby. I could not believe how many compliments I received and the number of people who told me I'd made them cry! It was a hard song for me because it was right in my breaking range. Consequently, I didn't use a lot of dynamics. I just sang it straight and loved that little baby doll and enjoyed being the center of attention. It was always worth it when Brett would come onstage and I could see tears in his eyes. It was an honor to share that tender moment with the audience. Someday I hope to sing it to my own babies.

There are so many more things I want to talk about, things I want to remember, but I think I'll save them for my journal. Good-bye Seven Brides. I loved you and I'll miss you terribly. Thank you for being everything I hoped it would be. Thank you for fulfilling so many of my dreams, for introducing me to such terrific people, and for helping me to grow in talent and confidence. I am so grateful to have been a part of this show.

Now it really does feel over.

I'm still not ready.

Wednesday, June 30

Curses and theatre people

I discovered a new board game called Curses last week. A bunch of my cast members got together after the show Thursday night to eat ice cream sundaes and just play. Apparently, I was one of only 3 in 13 that had never heard of the game.

The premise is simple enough: you pick a card that gives you a simple task, such as "Try to mug the person next to you." (Notice it doesn't say you have to succeed, just try.) Then, you pick up a curse card and give it to someone else in the group. That person is now stuck having to play his tasks with that particular curse -- such as having to yell everything you say, or hold onto the curse card with both hands -- until he is caught not doing it. If you break a certain number of curses, you are out of the game.

Did I mention there is no limit to how many curses a single person can have? At one point, one of the boys had to do a falsetto/Italian/vampire accent. He managed to do it for quite awhile too!

Hilarity ensued.

I am evil and took a few snippets of video, partly because I was so impressed at how good some people were, partly because of just how darn funny it was, and partly because I love these people and I didn't want to forget how much fun that night was and how awesome they are.

Here is BD. He was cursed to have to make dance moves every time he talked, speak in an Irish accent, and talk like a witch. The card said something like, "You are a judge. Pronounce the crime and the sentence on someone else in the group."

In this next video, BB has been cursed with having his wrists glued to the back of his head, having to scratch his armpit every time he talks, talking like a pirate (appropriate, since he was Captain Jack Sparrow at Disneyworld for awhile), having to clap his hands whenever someone says an animal name, and possibly having to yell out a pizza topping every time someone stands up (that might have been added later). BB is a career councellor telling D (who is cursed with clenched teeth and having to shake like she's been electrocuted every time someone touches her) what job she would be best at and why. Later, they flip a card at N who had to keep her hands in fists for half the game.


Do you see what I mean? I love theatre people! Everyone was such a good sport. We played for two hours before BB and D finally called it a draw. I think I need to buy this game (or wish for it for my birthday). I really want to see how my family plays it.

No doubt, more hilarity will ensue!



(Be honest: how many people thought that I was going to talk about a different type of curses? Haha!)

Friday, June 25

Why are my Short Cuts NEVER Short?!!!

Why is it that my "short cuts" are never actually short?!!!

On a good day, it takes me 35-40 minutes to drive from work in downtown Salt Lake City to the high school in West Jordan where I am performing in Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. Add in time to shut down my computer at work, get out of the parking garage, stop at some drive-through for some food before the show, and deal with the construction going on at EVERY street I have to take, and it makes for a good hour commute. I try to leave work by 5pm, and can usually get to the school a little before 6 o'clock. Believe me, I need every bit of the hour-and-a-half before the show for hair and make-up (which I do myself), vocal and stretching excercises, mic check, cast meeting, getting dressed, and checking my props. I'm a terrible time-manager, so it always takes longer than it should. I try to be organized, but it hasn't worked out so far.

Yesterday, I left work at 5:15. I was a little worried, but I hoped that I could still get to the school in 45 minutes or so.

Nope.

Traffic started before I even hit I-15. Usually, it doesn't start until at least 3300 South -- that's when I knew I was in trouble. I could see there was at least one ambulance driving up the HOV lane and figured there was probably an accident slowing things up, so I decided to take I-215 and go around the accident.

Ha! Fat chance!

Would you believe there were TWO accidents on I-80 before I even got to I-215?! It took FOREVER to get there. By 5:40, when if I take my usually route I usually get off I-15 to start my way up 7200 South, I had just barely reached the I-215 on ramp in south Salt Lake.

And now you all think I am a horrible person for being annoyed at traffic accidents. After all, they are "accidents", and my being delayed 20 minutes is waaaay better than actually being in the accident which would probably be a couple hours' -- if not an indefinite -- delay. It's horrible to see rescue vehicles and the mangled cars and crying and injured people. I am truly grateful I wasn't involved in any accidents. For all I know, if I'd left on time I would have been. I just thought it hideously ironic that I had detoured to skip one possible traffic accident and instead had to deal with two.

I finally got off the Redwood Road exit at 6pm, and honestly I started yelling "REALLY?!!" when I remembered that 6200 South is under construction. Of course. Why was I surprised? It's only been a few weeks since I drove up that road every day. It should not have been a surprise. But I just wanted SOMETHING to go right!

Bangerter was backed up. 7800 South was under construction. AND I hit every single red light and sometimes had to wait through two cycles before I was allowed to move on. I wished I hadn't left my makeup in the trunk of my car so that I could start applying while sitting at all those traffic lights, but there was nothing I could do about it. I decided not to bother to stop for dinner, because I didn't want to be later than I already was. I tried so hard to count my blessings: I was safe and hadn't been in an accident; I was listening to good music and warming up my voice; I was sure I'd get there eventually. There was almost nothing I could do, and what's the point of getting upset over something I can't control (which, by the way, is the most upsetting part about it for me)?

I finally arrived at my destination at about 6:25. Feeling really stressed and annoyed, I proceeded to set my props, grab my mic, and do my makeup and put on my costume for mic check (why the sound guy insists we have our costumes on for mic check I will never understand -- if we aren't properly dressed, he actually makes us go put our costumes on and ridicules us if we take too long). Luckily, the sound guy always requests me last. Being last at mic check bothered me the first couple of times, mostly because I'd bust my butt to get ready and then waste my time waiting around while he called everyone else's character name ("I'm always forgotten! I'm always LAST!" -- my favorite "Amy" line from Little Women the musical); once I realized he expected me to be last, I didn't worry as much about hurrying. Well, I was so annoyed about the traffic situation, I couldn't think of a single line to sound check with. How dumb is that? I have half of the lines in the script, but I had nothing in my brain! So, I ranted for about 15 seconds, and then he let me go continue to get ready.

I wanted to look especially pretty because my parents came to the show last night and I had specificially requested that my dad take photos. My hair refused to cooperate. I wouldn't have minded the extra time to work on it but I didn't have it; yet another reason I was annoyed about the delay. But, I managed to look okay, I calmed down, and the show went well.

Seriously though, I am almost afraid to try to EVER veer off my normal driving course. I have horrible luck with traffic lights, and even if alternate routes sound good in my head, they are rarely good in actuality. It really, really sucks. If I were more organized then maybe I could actually leave 5-10 minutes earlier like I usually plan to. It rarely happens. I'm either 30 minutes early somewhere or 15 minutes late. It's frustrating!

Once upon a time, I enjoyed driving. Not so much the past couple of years.

I cannot tell you how excited I am that my next show is close to home! Not only will I possibly be able to go home for a few minutes inbetween work, rehearsals, and performances, but it shouldn't take me more than 15-20 minutes to get there from my house. Hallelujah, I say! HALLELUJAH!

Tuesday, June 15

Seven Brides for Seven Brothers opens Thursday!


My latest play, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers opens on Thursday! I am terrified for my part. I know my lines, but spitting them out correctly is a challenge. (My darn English-major brain keeps rearranging the grammar in my head!) I love playing Milly, though. She is such a strong, confident, wonderful character. It's been a stretch for me and I have learned a lot these last two months. I am having a great time and I hope that it shows!

I think it's going to be a really fun show. My brilliant cast has been working hard, the production team has guided us well, and the choreography and set and costumes are phenomenal. I hope you all can come! If you don't already have the performance details, please write your email address into a comment and I'll send the information to you :D

See you from the stage!

*I originally posted this at 10:49pm on 6/14. However, I want this post to be at the top of the post queue, and I blogged again today, so I'm changing the date. The end.

Tybbling

tyb·ble*  /ˈtahybÉ™l/ Show Spelled [tyb-uhl] Show IPA verb, -bled, -bling
To babble through the written word, such as an e-mail or blog post.


My friend Steph wrote a rambling post today and I liked it, so I want to write one, too. Here is mine:

- Yesterday, google reader suggested my own blog to me. I thought that was nice, though odd, since I was logged in. Then I noticed I have 32 people following me! That sounds like a lot and I can't fathom who you all are. Thanks, followers! Hope I don't disappoint you too often!

- Every time I walk past the tiara Kate gave me, I want to put it on and wear it around the house. I only sometimes resist that urge.

- I see a sick day for me in the near future. I'm tired and I can feel my body fighting off some sort of cold. Maybe it's just allergies. Either way, I am going to need a day to recoup.

- I ring a cowbell as the dinner bell in Seven Brides, and last week I wacked myself in the wrist with it. And now my wrist hurts. Did I mention it's my left wrist and I'm lefthanded? It sucks.

- I claim purple as my favorite color, but it may really be blue. Or pink. Or green. Or it may actually be purple. My favorite color is not yellow or orange.

- I miss my house. It really needs to be cleaned. Hope I'll get to spend more time there after the show closes.

- It's possible I'm too old for sponge curlers. I simply don't see an occasion where I would wear a hairstyle requiring them. It's the end of an era!

- I really do fit right in with software engineers, but at this point I don't really want to date one.

- My nephew had the best 6th birthday a kid can have, thanks to his awesome, loving parents and doting extended family. I wish I got a trip to Disneyland for my birthday!

- There is something wonderful about peeling off sweaty tights after a show. Be free, my legs! Be freeeeeee!

- Even though most of my television shows are on hiatus during the summer, I still have plenty to watch. Too bad there is no time to watch them...

- Haven't seen any more gray hairs as of yet.

- I am grateful for two girlfriends who each helped me out in awkward situations last week when I ran into some boys I didn't want to talk to. I am so, so glad I did not choose to go to those events alone. I really appreciate their third-party level-headedness and listening ears afterward!

- My Seven Brides director and her daughters quote the t.v. show Friends and movies I know a lot. It always tickles them when I immediately grasp their jokes, and it always tickles me when they get mine! "We were on a break!!"

- A computer does exactly what I tell it to do. No more, no less. Sometimes I wish it would just read my mind!

- Curly hair does it's own thing... unless I tell it what to do. Then it does exactly what I tell it to do. Even if I tell it to do something ugly. Sometimes I'm glad it doesn't read my mind and take offense to what I'm thinking.

- Haven't opened Seven Brides yet and I'm already preparing myself for another show. I'm not sure if I'm crazy or...yes, I'm probably just crazy. Crazy about theatre, that is!

- I hardly ever eat at fancy or semi-fancy restaurants. I frequently haunt Wendy's and Subway, but I'd sort of like to go to the Lion House or Sawadee or Tandoor or the Melting Pot. It's been awhile. (Now I'm hungry.)

- It's also embarassing when I make plans with friends, they ask where I want to eat and I can't think of anything interesting. I don't even know what places are close to my house. Lame. Good thing my friends are willing to humor me with places like Mimis Cafe, Chili's, and the Olive Garden. I love those places! (Now I'm very hungry.)

C'est tout!

*I made this word up and I like it, so I'm using it and encourage you all to do the same.