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Sunday, April 10, 2011

The general eccentricity of musical productions.

Today, at the bright and early hour of 10am, I arrived at musical. Three guys were nonchalantly standing in the hallway in a triangle formation, an Asian guy wearing shutter shades with an accordion, and a guy with mutton chops with a ukulele and a big guy with a banjo. It seemed perfectly normal. The cast of musical is definitely a quirky bunch. 

It was dress rehearsal today, meaning that:
A) We got to wear stage make up. This was interesting, considering the varying levels of people's willingness to do so. Especially the guys, as some swallowed their manly pride quicker than others. The reactions went from the "My lips smell like strawberries. I quite like it," of one guy, to the screaming of another as he got cornered by several make up artists. My personal favourite was one guy who looked in the mirror and commented,"Well aren't I a fancy prostitute."

The best part of getting stage make up done was that we got lunch break immediately following it. We got to frolic around uptown looking like cheap whores. Katie and I got several strange looks and one particularly dirty one from a lady in the window at Tim Hortons.

B) We got to do our costume changes in the classroom backstage. With costume changes, modesty is forgotten. People just cease to care if they are exposing themselves, mostly because everyone else is, too. I think we scarred some members of tech crew who made the mistake of walking in during a big costume change.
Love,
-J-

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