In general, I'm not nervous about performing. Going on stage doesn't scare me at all. During the days of The Musical! in Edinburgh, once we'd got into the rhythm of the show and its place in a day of flyering, my biggest worry was fitting into the tights with sweaty legs. As I'd go through the somewhat humiliated process of doing this - it always seemed more unusual to be dressed that way in the dressing room, than on the stage - I'd sometimes notice my co-performer pacing the floor, or looking worried. I'd ask "What's wrong?", and he'd say "The show?", and I'd ask "What about it? Are you worried about audiences? or maybe reviewers?" and he'd reply "No, we're about to go on stage and perform a show". I never really got it.
However, today I'm feeling a bit butterflies-in-the-stomachey. As always, I've managed to connect an after-hours busy period with a busy week at work. I've a lot to do at this computer today. It's presently in the middle of running some tests which will tell me whether I'm moving closer or further from making everything work. The waiting gives me time to contemplate this week of shows. From today until Sunday I'll be at the Etcetera Theatre in Camden (where we one played The Musical!) performing 20 minutes of stand-up.
As always, there are two things which worry me about a theatre show. Wires and bums on seats. I'm currently equipped with plenty of wires and a guitar. They're both in the office as I'm planning to use public transport to London, having been given a lift by my girlfriend this morning. As for the bums on seats... I've no idea. I've done a little promotion and I've very specifically avoided asking about pre-sales. I haven't had the time to beg people to come, and filling 6 houses is too big a job for my small network of contacts. Still, the show is being plugged in Time Out and other such publications, so you never know.
I don't aspire to doing things badly. I'm sure that the show will run fine, but as I don't know, there's a certain sense of trepidation.
I guess we'll see.
However, today I'm feeling a bit butterflies-in-the-stomachey. As always, I've managed to connect an after-hours busy period with a busy week at work. I've a lot to do at this computer today. It's presently in the middle of running some tests which will tell me whether I'm moving closer or further from making everything work. The waiting gives me time to contemplate this week of shows. From today until Sunday I'll be at the Etcetera Theatre in Camden (where we one played The Musical!) performing 20 minutes of stand-up.
As always, there are two things which worry me about a theatre show. Wires and bums on seats. I'm currently equipped with plenty of wires and a guitar. They're both in the office as I'm planning to use public transport to London, having been given a lift by my girlfriend this morning. As for the bums on seats... I've no idea. I've done a little promotion and I've very specifically avoided asking about pre-sales. I haven't had the time to beg people to come, and filling 6 houses is too big a job for my small network of contacts. Still, the show is being plugged in Time Out and other such publications, so you never know.
I don't aspire to doing things badly. I'm sure that the show will run fine, but as I don't know, there's a certain sense of trepidation.
I guess we'll see.
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