Opening Night….

Went amazingly well.  What a phenomenal audience, including the most precious little girl who came wearing a Gashlycrumb Tinies T-Shirt.  She looked to be around five, and after the performance she was standing out front holding one of the white boa feathers that fell off during the show as if it were some great treasure.  What was really funny is that she was standing there with her family pointing at us and saying making sure they knew who we were (my favorite being “THAT’S LITTLE HENRY!”), but she completely shut down and got shy when we actually went up to talk to her.

Kids rock.

But hey, don’t just take my word on it.  Check out a few of the comments that are sparking up on livejournal already…

I just saw Jobsite’s “Gorey Stories” and it was seriously the best stage performance they have ever done. YOU MUST SEE THIS SHOW! I was absolutely *blown away* by this show. F’ing hilarious and simultaneously exquisite in every way!

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LOVED it! My bf and I were obnoxiously quoting lines at each other on the drive back to Orlando. Any plans for putting the soundtrack on CD?

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Just found out this morning that a few of my co-workers are coming to see the show, too.  So should you!  (You knew there’d be a shill in here somewhere).  Tickets are still available!

My Amusing (to me) Jobsite History Facts

Things that go through my mind as I try not to fall asleep at my desk…

Gorey Stories marks my ninth production with Jobsite.

I have played a father, a robot, a black butler, a gay man, a really sleazy cop, the corpse of that cop possessed by an alien, Frankenstein’s Monster, a corporate yes man, a bumbling sidekick, a mentally retarded man who loves doughnuts, a guy who gambles on dreams, and another butler…a very white one, though.

I have died or been killed on the Jobsite stage nine times, four of those deaths in the same show.  I have killed one person, shot one after a blackout, and had a younger version of myself kill another. 

I have been in two of the three musicals that Jobsite has put on, and I had a solo in one show that was not a musical.

I have never playeda “romantic” role in a Jobsite show, but the relationship between Norman and Shiela in The Boys Next Door was probably, in the grand scheme of things, a much more satisfying type of relationship to portray.  The dance scene and their “kiss” are still two of my favorite on-stage moments ever.

I have eaten approximately 20 cans of cheap, room temperature deviled ham on stage.  

I will never eat deviled ham again.

I have, in the nine shows I’ve done, been partially responsible for one performance having to be canceled.  The lead and I, in different cars, got stuck on the Howard Franklin Bridge after a horrible car accident.  The traffic on the bridge didn’t start moving until 15 minutes after the show had been scheduled to start.

I almost, however, caused a show to start late by somehow convincing myself that a Sunday matinee show started at 5PM and that my call was at 4PM.  For the record, Sunday Matinee shows start at 4 PM.  Fortunately, I was planning to be “early” that day and actually made it in time for the show to start as scheduled.

In order to “get us used to the idea of being lovers” Ami Corley had Shawn Paonessa and I hold hands and walk around together for an entire rehearsal.  I really think she did it because she thought it was funny.

Despite the fact that he didn’t seem to actually like the play, the theater critic for Creative Loafing said that attending a performance of The Boys Next Door was “like participating in a ‘Who’s Who of Bay area theater” and that our work included “some of the best performances of the current theater season.”

I tend to drop that last little tidbit a lot, because it’s one of the nicest things a critic has ever said about me.  It’s a far cry from his mention of my performance in Maxwell : A New Rock Opera by Joe Popp which was limited to complaining that I was not nearly old enough to be playing the main character’s father.

My character in Delusion of Darkness was so vile that I had several people walk out of the show after he showed up.  At least, I’m hoping it was the character. 

Umm…I think that’s all I’ve got for the moment. 

5 PM needs to be here now.

Gorey Stories selling fast!

The cast of Gorey Stories

Pictured: (back row, l-r) Steve Garland, Michael C. McGreevy, Spencer Meyers;
(middle) Jason Evans, Jaime Giangrande-Holcom, Katrina Stevenson, Roz Potenza, David Valdez;
(floor) Summer Bohnenkamp-Jenkins

Gorey Stories has now officially sold out our Friday, Saturday and Sunday performances this weekend.  There are still tickets available for opening night (tonight!!) and the following weekends.  As word gets out about the show tickets are really going to start moving, so get yours now!

What do YOU want for breakfast?

How about a 23 POINT breakfast burrito?

You know, I actually have a bit of respect for Hardee’s. These days it seems like everyone is trying to convince you that their fast food restaurant is a “healthy” place to eat. Hell, remember when KFC tried to convince us that fried chicken could be part of a healthy lifestyle?

So here comes Hardee’s! ” We have MONSTER THICK burgers,” they say. ” We don’t fuck around here, son! You want some kind of hippie, salad eating, tofu tasting shit you go see those other guys. If you want MANLY food you come here!”

Ok, they don’t really SAY that. But the implication is pretty clear, don’t ya think? Check out the list of ingredients in this thing! “Two egg omelets filled with bacon, sausage, diced ham, cheddar cheese, hash browns and sausage gravy, all wrapped inside a flour tortilla.” AND you can get it as a meal with a side order of hash rounds if you want.

Yum.

Now I want one.

Gorey Stories opens this weekend!

And thus, it comes to this. We are down to the last few days before Gorey Stories opens. Those final few moments of adjustments, fixes, and beating bits over and over again to get them just right. This is where the really hard work is. Pushing yourself that extra mile trying to find your mark. Trying to figure out what exactly it is you need to do to give the director exactly what he or she needs.

It’s rough stuff.

Of course, it’s also one of the reasons why companies like Jobsite continue to churn out phenomenal productions. There is no resting until the show is where it needs to be, and believe me when I say that in productions where that hasn’t happened by opening night the work continues.

So now comes the point when I try to convince you all to come see the show.

Let me start by saying up front that the show is, so far, selling really well. Tickets for a fourth weekend are being made available today at noon, and we have the option for adding a fifth as well.

And that, my friends, is why I’m not only asking you to come but to buy your tickets in advance. Like, now.

Let me be frank – I don’t do these shows for the paycheck. I do them because I respect and admire the work that Jobsite does, and I’m always honored when I get the chance to play in the sandbox. I do them to balance my creative side with my day job, so that I don’t spend my entire life wondering how I ended up working in the corporate world. I do them because, despite the hard work and the long hours away from my family, it’s fun and rewarding.

But I also enjoy getting paid – and Jobsite pays the cast and crew for doing a production. One of the big goals they have is to get to a point where they can offer their ensemble “living wages” for doing a show. That would be a bit of a stretch for my personal situation (considering my day job), and in the past I’ve been lucky if my check covered what I spent on gas and other assorted expenditures during the run of the show.

If, however, we manage to add a fourth or fifth weekend, that could change pretty dramatically. As this check is arriving at the end of November, it means a better Christmas for our boys. That’s right, bitches. I’m pulling out the “help our poor, deprived sons have a wonderful Christmas” card.

What more could you want out of a Halloween show? It’s Edward Gorey! It’s spooky! It’s sexy! It’s funny!

And I’m in it. And we all know I rule.

Oh, and it isn’t too late to get season tickets, either.

For more information about the show and to see some of the inspiration behind it, visit the Jobsite Blog.

Ahh! Head explodey!

So I’m supposed to be off book for Gorey Stories on Saturday.  I knew this, somewhere in the back of my mind, but the reality of it didn’t set in with me until our stage manager said something about it last night at the end of rehearsal.

Begin panic mode…

See, here’s the thing…When I do a show I learn my lines largely by repetition.  I can sit down and memorize a script if I have to, but I get a much more solid grasp of the script if I hear both my part and the parts of my fellow actors in my head over and over again.  Due to the nature of this show, much of our rehearsal time has been eaten by musical rehearsals and there are some sections we simply have run that often yet.  As such, I can’t “hear” them in my head…and it’s making things REALLY difficult for me.  I just went over my script a few times during lunch, and it almost feels like some parts of the show are completely foreign to me.

Meh.  It will come.  I just hope I don’t spend 90% of my stage time calling for lines on Saturday.

In other show news, I have what is probably the most challenging song I’ve ever had to perform in this one.  It’s pretty high in my range, and I’m having a really difficult time getting enough air in my lungs to hit those notes (there just isn’t much room in it for breathing).  When I do?  Sounds great?  When I don’t?  Sounds like I’m dying (at least to me).  Talked with our (most excellent) music director about getting a rehearsal track for that one, and she’s going to be spending more time with those of us who have solos in the next few rehearsals.

Wednesday and Thursday have become my hell days.  I have to be in the office, so I end up going straight to the theater after work.  If we get out of rehearsal on time I get home a little after 10:30 PM.  Wednesday is supposed to be one of my workout days, but last night I didn’t have a full hour in me.  I’m proud of the fact that I managed to knock out 30 minutes, but the primary motivation behind that was the fact that I figured out my POINTS for the day and I was 2 over (with no Flex POINTS left to spend).  I’m really, really trying to keep the show from derailing my workout routine.  The last time I didn’t get back into the groove until months and months later.  With as good as I’ve been doing recently on that front that’s just not acceptable.  It’s bad enough that I’ve basically started smoking again.  Note to self : Taking a weekend “off” to smoke while on vacation is a bad idea, especially when you’re coming back to a very stressful work environment and a show.   I’m not back to a pack a day habit, but I can already feel that heaviness returning to my chest when I wake up in the morning (probably contributing to my breath issues in Gorey Stories as well).

Alex is still having emotional issues at school, and he’s been very clingy in my off time as a result.  He’s constantly talking about getting in “Us time” or having a “Father/Son Day,” which is a wonderful thing but I have very little time for me and to get the things done that I need to get done.  Things like my laundry, grocery shopping, paying bills, general house cleaning/maintenance.  Then there’s that whole “memorizing lines” thing.  Not that I want to sound like I’m bitching about my son wanting to spend time with me – I’m not.  This recent level of wanting me to take him places and do things with him is unprecedented, though, and came at a really bad time.  Some day, I know, I’ll be wishing he called more often and that he had time to spend with me.  The Cat is in the Cradle and all that Jazz.  I get it.  There are only so many hours in the day, though. 

Sigh.

All in all, though, I think the show is coming together really well.  I’m really looking forward to the end product on this one.  It’s just going to be an exhausting process to get there.  I REALLY can’t wait until I get some pictures taken in full makeup and costume.  If I come out looking half as cool as the others did in our promo shots I’m going to have some new user icons. 

This whole post came off a lot more bitchy and emo than I intended, really.  I’m just wiped out today.  Part of my agenda for the afternoon is plotting out the rest of my vacation time this year.  I’ve got 2 more personal days coming to me, an I have almost 50 hours of vacation piled up.  Can you say “lots of three day weekends”?  I knew ya could.

Kudos!

A big round of congratulations out to the board of directors of The Jobsite Theater, the company I am proud to call myself an ensemble member of (as infrequently as I may appear). They have been named the Best Theater Company in Tampa by Creative Loafing two years running now!

Other awards that went out to Jobsite members this time around include Best Actor (Steve Garland), Best Actress (Ami Corley) and Best Costume Designer (Katrina Stevenson).

Nice going, gang!

(Not a season ticket holder yet?  What are you waiting for??  Get your season tickets here!)

Don't taze me because I'm beautiful.

I’m well aware that there are times when I don’t sound like the liberal I claim to be.  Maybe it’s because I listen to a lot of Conservative talk radio (not that I have much choice here in Tampa).  Who knows?  I like to think it’s because I try to evaluate every situation for what it is and not simply write everything as being “bad” if it doesn’t necessarily mesh with what I believe in.

And one would think that a college student (yay education) grilling a politician (boo!) to find out whether or not there’s really any difference between him and his supposed opponents (there isn’t) would be a person I could get behind, right? 

Yeah, wrong.

Near as I can tell, Andrew Meyer is yet another in a long line of rude people who likes to make others uncomfortable who went too far and pretty much got what he deserved.  Good luck getting to his web site, because despite the fact that Mr. Meyer spent the evening in jail his personal web site was constantly being updated with links to news sites and updates. 

Mr. Meyer is the kind of person who, reportedly, made a video of himself wearing a home made sign that said “Harry Dies” after the release of the latest Harry Potter book.  I can’t confirm this, because the article that says he did references a video I cannot find on his web site.  Perhaps it was deleted because it showed him in a less than ideal light?  Mr. Meyer would love that kind of conspiracy theory.

And what about that first video that made it out on the web?  Amazingly enough it seemed to have a few choice edits, leaving out the part where someone asks him to get to the point and ask his question and replies with “I’ll ask my question.  I even have two more.  He’s spoken for 2 hours now and it’s my turn” (or something to that effect…I have not been able to find a transcript online). 

So let’s review a few things here…

According to several accounts he barged to the front of the line and cut in front of another student to ask his question.

He was asked by someone (I’m assuming one of the moderators, but it might have been a cop) to get to the point and ask his question.  He refuses to do so and continues on his rant.

His microphone is cut off and he begins shouting.

The police begin to escort him out and he continues yelling, wanting to know what he did wrong.

Here’s a big one, gang…

He pulls free of the cops, begins flailing his arms about, and yells “Get your hands off of me!”

Big.  Big.  Mistake.

Look, here’s the bottom line – You don’t resist the cops.  You don’t argue with cops.  You definitely don’t try to run from cops.  Why?  Because they have GUNS.  Because they have the ability to put you in jail.  Because, and this is especially important if you really do believe that we live in a police state, if you’re arrested and charged with a crime “innocent until proven guilty” is really kind of lip service. 

I used to work in an Exxon station where I got to know a lot of cops.  Part of getting to know them let me in on the “darker” sides of police work.  I’m not talking about the fact that they risk their lives by doing their jobs.  I’m talking about the fact that if they want to charge you with a crime they will find one, and there really isn’t a damn thing you can do about it.  Need a reason to pull you over?  A quick flick of the nightstick guarantees that there was a turn signal out. 

Is it pretty?  No.  But it’s true.  I learned things about men, good men, who were genuinely committed to doing the right thing that gave me a whole new level of fear (and respect) for the law.  If these men would bend the rules, what would a BAD cop do? 

In any case, I really see this Meyer guy as a product of the Jackass generation.  The loud, in your face, say things to make you squirm gang.  I believe he went in there fully intending on making Senator Kerry look bad, and it wouldn’t surprise me at all if his level of resistance was part of that. 

The ONLY thing I can say about this encounter that I think was over the line was the tazering itself.  I’m not sure that with six cops and one skinny college kid there was really a need to go to that length, but hey…I wasn’t there.  I wasn’t the cop who was worried that maybe this guy was going to hurt someone, or himself.  Hell, they might have thought he was going to try to hurt Senator Kerry.  Don’t know.  Can’t put myself in those shoes.

So yeah, here’s me not being a “liberal” and agreeing that this is a sign that Free Speech is under assault in our country.  Andrew Meyer was way, way out of line.  Did he get what he deserved?  I don’t know if I can say for sure on that, but I do believe that this wasn’t an “innocent student” who was being silenced for having controversial views.  This was a guy acting like a jackass who continued to do so when the situation Got Serious, and what happened after that was a direct result.  The truly sad thing is that as a journalism major he’s likely to turn this into a profit of some kind. 

I guarantee you his 15 minutes aren’t done just yet.

Edited to add some additional information

Meyer’s microphone was, indeed, cut off by the moderators of the forum and NOT the police.  “Members of Accent, Student Government’s speakers bureau, cut off the microphone because Meyer used profanity, said Steven Blank, Accent chairman. Accent sponsored the forum, which was held at the University Auditorium.”

http://www.alligator.org/articles/2007/09/18/news/campus/arrest.txt

In this same article it states that students were going to protest to have all tazers removed from campus.   Because, you know, it’s much better to have your campus police use guns or batons to subdue non-violent resisters.