Adam, the pride and joy of all of Ioway, and the rest.
I stumble out of the car into the frozen parking lot of Iowa Central Community College one grey afternoon in February. This had better be worth coming across the country, I thought as I heaved the doors open and wandered around backstage in the empty theatre.
The second I actually walked on the stage, I knew this had been worth the trip.
The coloured spotlights illuminated the hardwood floor of the huge proscenium stage. There were three fly systems, a workroom, three chorus practice rooms, and orchestra pit and a house that sat at least (inserty!).
After Regina finished taking pictures of my every astounded gesture at the "Stage of Dreams", I finally met Bob and he told me all about the show and what I would be doing to help. I was introduced to Kathleen (?) and then wandered backstage to get a feel for the actors.
On the first day of rehersal, it was my job to take a list of all the props we still needed to get. I didn't talk to any of the actors but I had the time of my life watching a boy who was reportedly "gayer than Brandon, oh my god he's so adorable!".
Over the next week I would be subjected to hours upon hours of painting signs, cutting out felt letters, gluing Hillary Clinton's face to a SkyMall magazine and more Legends of Zelda than anyone should ever play in their life.
As I watched the play progress (mostly from backstage), I became friends with a few of the actors and did more than my fair share of sucking up to the people who might come in handy later in life.
In the last few days I was there, I went and watched the show in the audience. It was really a nice change to actually SEE a show that I've worked on (I still don't know how The Hieress ends). I felt a little weird being the only person in the audience who sang along to the songs but it was really interesting to hear people's first impressions of the show. I mean to them, the jokes aren't old, there's still suspense where there's supposed to be and, to some of them, there's that nostalgic part pf the play that reminds them of the days of Six on Six in Iowa .
If you ever get a chance to see this play, I would highly reccomend it to anyone who wants to see a charming musical full to the brim with witty dialogue, weird acronyms, women's rights and a big fat mix up all about a good old-fashion game of basketball.
The second I actually walked on the stage, I knew this had been worth the trip.
The coloured spotlights illuminated the hardwood floor of the huge proscenium stage. There were three fly systems, a workroom, three chorus practice rooms, and orchestra pit and a house that sat at least (inserty!).
After Regina finished taking pictures of my every astounded gesture at the "Stage of Dreams", I finally met Bob and he told me all about the show and what I would be doing to help. I was introduced to Kathleen (?) and then wandered backstage to get a feel for the actors.
On the first day of rehersal, it was my job to take a list of all the props we still needed to get. I didn't talk to any of the actors but I had the time of my life watching a boy who was reportedly "gayer than Brandon, oh my god he's so adorable!".
Over the next week I would be subjected to hours upon hours of painting signs, cutting out felt letters, gluing Hillary Clinton's face to a SkyMall magazine and more Legends of Zelda than anyone should ever play in their life.
As I watched the play progress (mostly from backstage), I became friends with a few of the actors and did more than my fair share of sucking up to the people who might come in handy later in life.
In the last few days I was there, I went and watched the show in the audience. It was really a nice change to actually SEE a show that I've worked on (I still don't know how The Hieress ends). I felt a little weird being the only person in the audience who sang along to the songs but it was really interesting to hear people's first impressions of the show. I mean to them, the jokes aren't old, there's still suspense where there's supposed to be and, to some of them, there's that nostalgic part pf the play that reminds them of the days of Six on Six in Iowa .
If you ever get a chance to see this play, I would highly reccomend it to anyone who wants to see a charming musical full to the brim with witty dialogue, weird acronyms, women's rights and a big fat mix up all about a good old-fashion game of basketball.
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