stew sez

yeah,
so i guess i’m just not the blogging type.
haven’t written to you in about 3 weeks.
we’ve been rehearsing and creating like crazy.
last sunday we had a dress rehearsal in front of people
and it was fun.
D broke a chair onstage
like it was a toothpick
so despite the fact that this is a play
she wasn’t playing
this is how we role…
tonight we experienced the first visit of paying customers.
also fun and funny
some mic stands got kicked down.
we clearly like to fuck shit up:
chairs…mic stands…your expectations…
we are still making changes
(are you?)
and enjoying the hell out of constructing our bag of tricks…
we’re about to mess with you.
/s

first day with actors…first read through…much fun had…now it begins…

the actors aren’t here yet.
only us and the crew.
it’s a special time:
Bandtime.
There are tell-tale signs by which you can recognize
Bandtime:
the leisurely pace,
the weird jokes,
the liquid lunch…
the stories and digressions
and the fooling around
which looks like non-work
to the casual observer…
Bandtime.

Canada’s Poet Laureate Randy Bachman said it best:

“I love to work at nothin’ all day.”