I'm exhausted. Fiddler rehearsals are kicking my ass. It's not that they're super difficult, it's just that by participating in the show I've surrendered every second of free time I have. Yeah, I know, I knew this going in, but I'm still going to bitch about it.
It's going to be a great show, though. There are only seventeen people in the cast, which sounds ridiculous for a show like Fiddler, but we're making it work. Of course, by "making it work" I mean "Marcus now has to do the bottle dance because there's no other men in the cast who are available to do it." So, if you come see the show, you'll get to see me "dance". I'll be fine by the time we open, but right now I feel like Mr. Trippy McLeftFeet.
I gotta say, I really like the music in this show. Fun stuff to sing. My favorite? "The Dream", followed closely by "Tradition". Good stuff.
I'm carpooling to the show with three members of the cast, a mother and her two daughters. I've introduced them to the magic that is my iPod. We've had some fun listening to obscure songs. The kids are 15 and 11, and they can now sing "Who Dunnit?", easily the strangest song Genesis ever recorded. And they both adore "Toast" by Heywood Banks. We've even listened to my favorite Christmas carol, "Jingle Bells" as sung by The Singing Dogs. It doesn't get any better than dogs singing Christmas standards.
I better get to bed. I have rehearsal in the morning. Tradition...
Friday, July 14, 2006
Quick bits about my life since June 18:
- Ten Little Indians opened, ran for two weeks, then closed. For those of you who came to see it, thank you. For those of you who didn't, you missed the opportunity to see my creepy moustache and painted-on grey hair. So, did the butler do it? Not sayin'.
- No rest for the wicked: I just began rehearsing Fiddler on the Roof in Hillsboro. I know, I know. But we open in less than a month and the show only runs for three weekends, so I figured I could handle that. I am Mendel, the rabbi's son. It's a medium-sized part, which is fine with me. Now I just have to figure out how to make myself look Jewish.
- I was summoned for jury duty today. My report date is two weeks from now, July 27. Who knows what will happen. Truthfully, I'm looking forward to it. I've never been called before, and I'll be happy to serve if I have to. Guilty!
- The Fiona Apple concert last night at Deer Creek was cool, but I much preferred her opening act, Damien Rice. Although Fiona did spend the majority of the show playing with a bug onstage, which is something I had never seen before.
- I turned 33 last week. Yeah, whatever.
- I am currently a very tired 33 year-old, so I'm going to bed. But I didn't want you all to think I had abandoned you.
Posted by Marcus at 7/14/2006 12:02:00 AM