Behind the Madness
Posted by curiouserx2 on April 29, 2009
Sleep? We don't need no stinkin'... ok, yeah, actually we'd give our first born for a nap right now. (All photos by Sage Thompson)
You might think that as you run through several days of dress rehearsals, each would become shorter and shorter due to increased polished and removal of kinks.
Hahaha!
No.
Instead, I arrived home even later last night, and there was no extra half hour of sleep because I had to be in to work a little early. The good news? While we ran into some glitches with a few new elements we were working with, the run went phenomenally! All the costumes and props were finally in place, the band was present at last (that’s right – we only get two real run-throughs with our full accompaniment) and the energy that had been missing on previous nights was finally alive and kicking.
The Reefer Rock Band
Oh you think all this hotness just HAPPENS?? The Reefer dressing room.
This is not to say, of course, that everything went smoothly.
For one thing (the most major of things, you could say), it was the first night they were actually lowering Jesus down from the rafters and that caught more than a couple of snags. The device is a pulley system that attached to a harness under Jesus’ robes and to a set of weights that are just slightly heavier than him. There were some seriously terrifying moments the first time they lowered him – it’s a good 20-foot drop to the stage from the platform they start on. There were, however, a couple of successful runs, but in the end, it still needs some tweaking.
Jesus - Evan Hughes - falling for the first time...
Also, a tree almost fell on the two main character (they held it up through their entire song until somone was able to secure it again), there were several deafening feedback moments, and mic issues abounded.
Even angels have rough nights...
We’ve got one more night to smooth everything out, though, and if we continue to improve at the rate we have been, we’re going to knock ‘em dead.
Taylor and me, competing in a hot-off. And I think he's winning.
~a
