A Little Night Music

The musical this year has finally come to a close, with two performances on Friday and Sunday... and it was great. I've been away from the computer because rehearsals and all that has been exhausting, but now I am back to tell you all about my latest endeavor.

I am really proud of my performance... Last year I was so nervous about doing well, and about being in front of people, and this year it wasn't as bad. Instead of having butterflies of anxiety, it was more like restlessness and eagerness to be up on stage again. I can't wait until next year's musical, and I hope I get a bigger role... I want to have more solos, show people what I can really do.

The only thing that I didn't like about this year was the fact that the waltzers did the set changes. I was really bad at remembering where things went on stage, and I often put things in the wrong place. Sherri didn't want the stagehands, a few big guys, moving the set around because it would "ruin the tone". I do agree with Sherri on this, but it was really hard to find the marks to put things. Last week we did a tech rehearsal, and Tim, the stage manager, put down bright green one cm-by-one cm pieces of tape where our marks were, and he labeled them with sharpie which piece of furniture went on each mark. At first I thought this would be okay. But I didn't realize that during a blackout, it's pretty hard to find those little pieces of tape. Not to mention that my marks were muddled in with a bunch of other pieces of green tape, and that we had to moce the furniture as quickly and gracefully as we could without bumping into each other and without clunking on the floor. It was difficult, to say the least. I messed up a couple times on Friday and Sunday, and I got a little stressed out over it, but it wasn't too bad... I probably wouldn't want to do it again though.

Anyway. I felt best about Friday's performance, vocally and acting-wise, even though the light cues were a little screwy that day. That's okay. I just had a lot of energy that night and was totally confident that I could help put on a great show, and it was. Afterwards, we had the annual awards ceremony on stage, and I recieved the Bette Brookfield "Teacher's Pet" Award. I know how it sounds, but I'm not a suck up or anything... I think it's more about working hard and who Sherri and Gary have seen really doing well. At least, that's the jist of what Sherri said when she talked about it. She also said it's to honor her mother's memory, who was a great singer and performer.

Well, I suppose that's all for now. I'm going to put up some more pictures from the performance and some others now on The Haven, so I'll write again later.

Dreams come true. Without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them. -John Updike

Humility

Humility

Chorus:

Don't cry

It's alright

I'll be there with you

Even if the sky's gone black

And though you can't see me

Just know that I hold your hand

So please don't cry

For me.

Verse I:

I know I never stayed at home

I know I was a whore

The things I thought were real to me

Are now the things I hate.

I was the one who needed help, I know,

As I pour myself a beer;

Drowning in myself I only pushed you away.

But the further I pushed, the harder you tried.

(And now I say)

(chorus repeat)

Verse II:
It seems that now the clocks are off,

Time seems to have stopped;

This I fear to be my fault:

I always slowed you down.

But even after you had gone

And I had found myself

I can't get time to move again

I'm in perpetual monotony

(And now I sing)

(chorus repeat)

(instrumental break)

Bridge:
It's getting late, I told you then, pulling on my coat;

A self induced, sick euphoria clouding up my brain.

A sardonic smile and a slurred goodbye was all it took

For you to start to cry for me.

(And now I cry)

(chorus repeat)

(c) Roxanna 2006

This picture is from the Pictures of Walls website.

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

-Aldous Huxley