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Remember last year at this time the dance studio I do some tech for did a really whacked out version of Lilo and Stitch for their spring recital?
Well, it is that time again and they're doing an even stranger version of The Emperor's New Groove. I did the lighting hang last Sunday morning, and everything is hung focused and patched. I couldn't gell everything because the eigth grade play is in the same space we're using tonight, so me and my helpers will have to gell the last eight tomorrow morning really early.
And to understand the (admittedly strange and thin) story line I watched the movie last Saturday. I hated it. Yzma and Kronk were the only good things in it (Eartha Kitt is *always* amazing). I *hate* David Spade. His humour is annoying. I wanted Kuzco to fall off a cliff and die. So already I am trying not to poke myself in the eye with a spork just to put myself out of my misery having to sit and listen to the same sad soundtrack over and over again.
So now I get to sit through four performances of the (almost) full DVD soundtrack, interspersed with dance numbers (this is a recital after all). Some of the dance numbers are pretty good (the travelers, and the senior dance, and the groovy tappers are kind of fun. And the girls they got to be panthers do a good job). Some of them are just annoying (the dance number the squirrels do to Hamster Dance is annoying). As usual, the dancers got to rehearse, but tech did not, so the very first performance will be our only tech "rehearsal."
Oh well. They do pay me, so I can't really complain. I'll be backstage at the lighting board the whole time anyway. I don't really have to watch the dang thing. I just have to keep the little girls from kicking the down stage trees and also from burning their costumes because they stood too close to the shin busters.
I just hope that this is the last year in this space. The lighting system is 45 years old, and failing. Out of the mere eighteen dimmers they've got one doesn't work at all, and five more don't dim. The lights assigned to those dimmers either are full on or full off. No in between. So that is fully one third of my possible dimming capability shot to hell. I suppose as long as I make sure all the little dancers can be seen by their adoring families and fans it doesn't really matter that artistically the lighting for the show sucketh great honking rocks.
The wonderful lady that stage manages the productions is talking about a couple of other spaces in the area - because rumour has it the space we are in this weekend is closing for a couple of years for renovation. They need it - badly. One of the dancers had a three inch long splinter fished out of her thigh the other day. Another had one slice into her foot. We went over the stage and patched the bad points with gaff tape. Can you imagine? Gaff tape!
On a totally separate issue (if you made it through that long tirade) I did one of those "what is your pirate name" meme thingies and it told me my pirate name is "Deadeye Charity," which I kind of liked. Another one dubbed me "Pirate Flora the Bitter." And for those who like that sort of thing here's a link or three:
http://gangstaname.com/pirate_name.php
http://www.mess.be/pirate-names-female.php
http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/
Well, it is that time again and they're doing an even stranger version of The Emperor's New Groove. I did the lighting hang last Sunday morning, and everything is hung focused and patched. I couldn't gell everything because the eigth grade play is in the same space we're using tonight, so me and my helpers will have to gell the last eight tomorrow morning really early.
And to understand the (admittedly strange and thin) story line I watched the movie last Saturday. I hated it. Yzma and Kronk were the only good things in it (Eartha Kitt is *always* amazing). I *hate* David Spade. His humour is annoying. I wanted Kuzco to fall off a cliff and die. So already I am trying not to poke myself in the eye with a spork just to put myself out of my misery having to sit and listen to the same sad soundtrack over and over again.
So now I get to sit through four performances of the (almost) full DVD soundtrack, interspersed with dance numbers (this is a recital after all). Some of the dance numbers are pretty good (the travelers, and the senior dance, and the groovy tappers are kind of fun. And the girls they got to be panthers do a good job). Some of them are just annoying (the dance number the squirrels do to Hamster Dance is annoying). As usual, the dancers got to rehearse, but tech did not, so the very first performance will be our only tech "rehearsal."
Oh well. They do pay me, so I can't really complain. I'll be backstage at the lighting board the whole time anyway. I don't really have to watch the dang thing. I just have to keep the little girls from kicking the down stage trees and also from burning their costumes because they stood too close to the shin busters.
I just hope that this is the last year in this space. The lighting system is 45 years old, and failing. Out of the mere eighteen dimmers they've got one doesn't work at all, and five more don't dim. The lights assigned to those dimmers either are full on or full off. No in between. So that is fully one third of my possible dimming capability shot to hell. I suppose as long as I make sure all the little dancers can be seen by their adoring families and fans it doesn't really matter that artistically the lighting for the show sucketh great honking rocks.
The wonderful lady that stage manages the productions is talking about a couple of other spaces in the area - because rumour has it the space we are in this weekend is closing for a couple of years for renovation. They need it - badly. One of the dancers had a three inch long splinter fished out of her thigh the other day. Another had one slice into her foot. We went over the stage and patched the bad points with gaff tape. Can you imagine? Gaff tape!
On a totally separate issue (if you made it through that long tirade) I did one of those "what is your pirate name" meme thingies and it told me my pirate name is "Deadeye Charity," which I kind of liked. Another one dubbed me "Pirate Flora the Bitter." And for those who like that sort of thing here's a link or three:
http://gangstaname.com/pirate_name.php
http://www.mess.be/pirate-names-female.php
http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/