Remember that time I tore my pants during rehearsal?

Tonight was the first big blocking rehearsal for Godspell. I had the cast to myself, and didn’t have to share them with the music director and choreographer, so I was able to get a lot accomplished.

If you’re familiar with the show, you’ll know that blocking can be tricky because the script is more of an outline than an actual script. If you’re not familiar, suffice it to say that I’m not lying. Much of the dialogue is meant to be changed or adapted by the director and the cast. Many of the cast members have never seen the show before and were initially confused by the loose format. Gradually, they picked up on the improvisation that the script allows for. By the end of the three hour rehearsal, we had all had a lot of fun, and we got through about 1/6 of the show.

Somewhere in the craziness of all the improvisation that was taking place, I kicked my leg up and tore the butt of my jeans to shreds. I had a tiny hole in one of the legs, and I guess I pulled it at the right angle, and everything tore. I told the cast that these are going to be my new rehearsal pants, so they better get used to it.

I’m just sitting here in my torn pants, exhausted. (Whose idea was it to rehearse until 10 PM?)

On a different note, I began grad school today. I’m beginning work on a masters of library and information science with a specialization in school library media. People never seem to know what that means, so I just say it’s the master’s degree you need to be a librarian.

Well, I better get up and get my holey rear end settled for the night.

Godspell begins

This time last week, I was heading to bed a bit earlier than usual for a Friday night – prepping for auditions the next morning. You see, this summer I’ll be directing a community theatre production of Godspell for M & M Stage Productions here in Central New Jersey.

Saturday and Sunday were long audition days, and man did they stress me out. I made it through the auditions – armed with a tall cup of bubble tea each day (original milk tea on Saturday and rose flavored fruit tea on Sunday – I’m a bit of a bubble tea addict.)

The biggest challenge the production staff faced those two days was determining what age range we were looking to cast. I’m choosing to set the production in a high school, and the audition notice stipulated that we were looking for ages 16 to 24 to play high schoolers. Well, we had people up through their late twenties showing up (and one man in his forties.) While a 26 year old may often play high school age onstage, when standing next to a 16 year old, there is a clear difference in both the physical maturity and performance maturity of the actors. We knew we needed to have a cast of either true teenagers or a cast of young adults to play teenagers, but could not have the performers’ ages span ten years. By the end of the day on Sunday (and after hours of debate,) we opted to call back performers who were truly age appropriate.

Tuesday evening was the callback audition, and let me tell you, if I have to hear the song Turn Back, O Man one more time, I might go crazy. Considering rehearsals begin in a few days, I’m sure I’ll be going crazy enough as it is.

By the end of the night, we had chosen a cast. I was more than surprised with the level of talent I saw at these auditions. I truly could have made five casts.

I sit here now, a week after auditions began, staring at my copy of the script. The real work is about to begin. Our first rehearsal is Sunday afternoon. Am I ready for this? Absolutely! (Am I ready to listen to Turn Back, O Man all summer long? …Not so much.)