Cinderella was a rousing success! Those of you that missed it, shame, shame. Quite truly, it was awesome, although if I were to say I wish we could do another show or two, that would be a lie.
And I am not a liar.
Opening night, Thursday, went very well, aside from a slight mistake on my part that resulted in the Prince and Cinderella having to stand around for a moment on stage while I conducted the introduction to the next song. Friday I managed not to screw anything up, but things were still pretty shaky: the actors dropped a lot of lines, and forgot the words to songs on a few occasions, and of course the amusing situation in which the godmother wasn’t able to find the seam in the curtain so she could do her “disappearing” act and ended up wrapping herself in the curtain so that she “couldn’t be seen,” which resulted in much giggling from the audience.
By Saturday all of these situations had been resolved, and we did the final two shows with great perfection, even when the brass section left me a note in my score reading “RANDOM USELESS NOTE ‘D” which makes sense only if you love Homestar Runner on the truly disturbing level that we do.
A big thanks to all the production staff, and the actors, and the crew, and the pit band, particularly my father; having a totally quality pianist definitely held things together. It was also nice to have an actual string section.
A few people have asked me what I plan to do with all my free time, which is a normal question, and which is of course rather foolish, since if they’d give it any thought they’d realized I plan to start sleeping 14 hours a day. Starting right about . . . wait for it . . . now.
(Tomorrow: why Wendy’s is lame.)
