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Pit & Pendulum

Tonight was opening night for the local production of Peter Pan. The wonderful thing about performances is that they’re shorter than rehearsals! I was out of the theatre by 10:30.

I suspect the production is pretty good. The usual opening-night mishaps intruded — a bit of mic feedback, a botched cue in the orchestra, and I’m told a tree fell over on one of the Lost Boys. (Question: If a tree falls on a Lost Boy, does anybody hear it?)

A friend reminded me how much fun being in plays and musicals can be for kids, and what a valuable growth experience. I was in a few when I was in high school. By now I don’t remember much about it, and the only growth experience I’m sure I had was starting to smoke cigarettes out behind the theatre. (It took me only ten years to quit.)

Oh … and the first time I ever kissed a girl was onstageĀ in a play. We were playing a husband and wife. I still see her around town once in a while. I guess that counts as a growth experience. Maybe not in the same league as flying across the stage on wires, though.

July 17, 2009 - Posted by prophet-5 | cello, random musings | , | No Comments Yet

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