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Sunday night was the read through, as I mentioned in the last post.
Sunday, I dreamed all night. Anyone who’s familiar with the Actor’s Nightmare (where you are suddenly performing a show, but you don’t know the lines, the blocking or anyone else) needs to experience the Director’s Nightmare. In my dreams, rehearsals took place on the beach, in an igloo, on top of a skyscraper. Performances had to happen in gymnasiums, in the middle of the street and (most oddly for me) the basement of Sea World.
Needless to say, Monday as I was trying to work on the write up for characterization that I promised the actors, I found myself struggling to stay awake because of poor sleep the night before.
Yesterday, I mentioned this in passing to Dave, my composer. He agreed, mentioning that he spent the night awake trying to avoid drumming & humming. He was trying to stop himself because his girlfriend would have objected to being woken up (fair enough). The read through had given him inspiration and he had ideas for music for the show – and invited me over during our email conversation yesterday to discuss music.
One of the things I love about doing theatre and working with all the creative people I get to work with is that there’s this lovely feedback loop that happens. I have a show stuck in my head. I get other people involved. We sit down for a read through. This triggers the creative spark in my composer. He plays the music he’s developed so far to ensure that it’s following the path I want to see. It is – I got a giant grin on my face as he was playing – it fits so well that I’m stupidly happy with it.
Which leads to me sitting in front of my computer again, working on characterization notes for the cast, with new energy – and I’m back to that as soon as I sign off here.
