We are in the home stretch now, not too much longer till we open. The plan had been to keep the blog updated with the goings on of rehearsals. Unfortunately we are rehearsing two shows. So out of seven days a week, Award may only rehearse two days, but Funeral is rehearsing three. The two left over days you need to get props, do posters, postcards, press releases, coordinate schedule changes, oh and work your full time job, and have some semblance of a life. Give you an example, during the summer my girlfriend and I saw a movie about every weekend. Since we started rehearsals, I haven’t seen a movie since Superbad’s opening weekend. Wouldn’t trade it for anything, but it just leaves little time to blog.
Not that the rehearsals haven’t been eventful. Our first was probably the most. We've been rehearsing in garage of Jay’s sister, Catherine, and brother in law, Jason. They have gone above and beyond, they are also expecting, so our gratitude to them is in the quadruple digits.
Anyway it was one of our first rehearsals for Award; we were in the garage with the doors open, and Jay noticed a homeless man sleeping in the alley against one of the garage doors. Not thinking too much of it, we started rehearsing. Eight pages in, Mal and Josh are going gang busters, but down the alley we hear this thud, and then an “Oh My God.” We walk out into the alley and the see the garage door where the homeless man was sleeping is now opened and a car is half way out of the garage. Yes, you guessed, they ran over the sleeping homeless guy.
Not to long after the cops and the paramedics were on the scene. It was crazy. The paramedics showed up and asked what happened. “We ran over him.” The woman from the car said. “YOU RAN OVER HIM?” was the paramedic’s response. Needless to say the people were freaked and the cop on the scene didn’t make it any better. She kept badgering them about why they didn’t check the door before they pulled out. Like any one would. I wouldn’t have. We found out later, that the homeless in this area do this a lot, so I guess it’s not the worst idea in the world. But still, I’d have never thought to do it. Oh and this cop, who was so concerned about the safety of the people in the alley, tore out of there at like 80 MPH narrowly missing hitting Jay as she stepped back to watch the rehearsal. Chicago’s finest.
The homeless guy ended up being OK. He got up and walked to the ambulance himself. He was limping so luckily they must have run over his leg and not his head or torso. They took him away in the ambulance, so hopefully he got a good night’s sleep someplace not up against a garage door. Jay seemed worried about his shopping cart of stuff. She seemed to think it was full of memories like the last picture he had of his estranged daughter or something. I was pretty sure it was full of cans, and that being homeless, one of his skill sets would be to easily procure a new shopping cart and collection of cans. The homeless can be industrious when they want to be.
Not that the rehearsals haven’t been eventful. Our first was probably the most. We've been rehearsing in garage of Jay’s sister, Catherine, and brother in law, Jason. They have gone above and beyond, they are also expecting, so our gratitude to them is in the quadruple digits.
Anyway it was one of our first rehearsals for Award; we were in the garage with the doors open, and Jay noticed a homeless man sleeping in the alley against one of the garage doors. Not thinking too much of it, we started rehearsing. Eight pages in, Mal and Josh are going gang busters, but down the alley we hear this thud, and then an “Oh My God.” We walk out into the alley and the see the garage door where the homeless man was sleeping is now opened and a car is half way out of the garage. Yes, you guessed, they ran over the sleeping homeless guy.
Not to long after the cops and the paramedics were on the scene. It was crazy. The paramedics showed up and asked what happened. “We ran over him.” The woman from the car said. “YOU RAN OVER HIM?” was the paramedic’s response. Needless to say the people were freaked and the cop on the scene didn’t make it any better. She kept badgering them about why they didn’t check the door before they pulled out. Like any one would. I wouldn’t have. We found out later, that the homeless in this area do this a lot, so I guess it’s not the worst idea in the world. But still, I’d have never thought to do it. Oh and this cop, who was so concerned about the safety of the people in the alley, tore out of there at like 80 MPH narrowly missing hitting Jay as she stepped back to watch the rehearsal. Chicago’s finest.
The homeless guy ended up being OK. He got up and walked to the ambulance himself. He was limping so luckily they must have run over his leg and not his head or torso. They took him away in the ambulance, so hopefully he got a good night’s sleep someplace not up against a garage door. Jay seemed worried about his shopping cart of stuff. She seemed to think it was full of memories like the last picture he had of his estranged daughter or something. I was pretty sure it was full of cans, and that being homeless, one of his skill sets would be to easily procure a new shopping cart and collection of cans. The homeless can be industrious when they want to be.
This wasn’t the last incident in the garage. During the fight choreography for Funeral, one of Catherine and Jason’s neighbors was concerned about the shouting of the word “Fag” and then the sounds of fighting. Apparently he thought we were gay bashing in the garage, and came over to check. Luckily we convinced him it was only a play. We should have given him a postcard.
We have some time left in the garage. God only knows what will happen next.
1 comment:
From what I have seen and heard already, this is going to be an amazing show. Can't wait till I can see it on stage at Live Bait!
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