Saturday, 24 July 2010
The ambiance of the professional theatre had it's expected magnificent result! The whole company raised their game, and the show took off like a rocket! It is astonishing how altered the cast's perceptions are when faced with a stage the size of a small West End Revue theatre, a professional crew who use all the right jargon, preset lights, sound check and amplify, and use their own haze machine !
The smell of the backstage is so evocotive, it hurls me back in a trillionth of a second to all the multitude and various backstages I have been in during my life. Some, where, if you pin back you ears you can almost hear the mice cavorting around the dressing rooms, and others where technology determines everything including making the tea!
There is such a feel and smell, which is not easy to pinpoint, but the ether is hung heavy with fear and exhileration, and the atmospheric dust rises in front of the lights so there is a permanent impressionistic blur.
It is the last night tonight, and then some sleep!
What Ho 'Inner Sound', you did the job; you did me proud!
Now some posts can be Post Pinafore, Yippee !