Rambling

mojoontherise:

Nathan & Miss Adelaide

This had to be one of the weirdest weekends of my life. Thursday’s show went well according to plan and it was spectacular. It got weirder from there. The next day I had the same sub in three classes who was completely … insane? Also I had a teacher who I though hated [lays come up to me tell me I did a good job and he was coming again that night.  That night mics weren’t working sets fell and the talented actor who has social anxiety disorder who played Nathan Detroit had a panic attack and could not continue the show.  So we did what had to be done: restart the show/ By the time my cue came on as Lt. Brannigan I handed by billy club to the production manager and he went on as me while I asked what was going to happen. I went on as Detroit that night making up the first scene out of improve.  The next day I memorized as much as I could of the play: I went on again as the character I wanted to play the most as again.  My friend the production manager brought some nice clothes instead of the black tshirt and shorts he wore the night before and played Lt. Brannigan.  I got to play the same role as Nathan Lane and Frank Sinatra.  … and honestly … It felt good.  My friend who was originally casted as Detroit held no hard feeling, he and his family helped me out, trying to make me the best Detroit I could be: and I fell like I did.  The weirdest weekend of my life was one the most exciting.  I did what I had to do, and I’m ashamed to say I enjoyed playing that role only because of the circumstances. Because I stole my friend’s role that he worked hard to perfect (which he pulled of perfectly Thursday night)  I sang the songs, I did the lines, even though it wasn’t mine to do in the first place. And I’m proud of the work I did, just not how I got there though. I did it because the cast who had worked tirelessly for months on end would not have a show to do.  Someone had to do it.  I’m just ashamed it was me.

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