So living with my grandma is fun :) But in keeping with the purpose of this blog as a place for sentiment I have a story to tell.
When I was a kid I wanted to be an actress. Unfortunately for me, I don't have a type A personality and turned out far to shy for that kind of thing. Granted I have a bizarre natural talent for memorizing lines and reciting them which I proudly demonstrated to my fourth grade class one talent show. They were unimpressed with my memorized recitation of Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven" and embarrassed, I gave up the idea of acting, adopting a dream to live a secluded life as a life house operator.
I also loved to play dress-up, something that would have recommended me to the theater well.While my shyness kept me from pursuing childhood fantasies on the stage, it didn't keep me from loving the theater. Gaithersburg, Maryland where I grew up doesn't have many playhouses, but my parents used to take me and my brother to see all the local high school plays. The first one I remember was Little Shoppe of Horrors-- I remember it being a five star production complete with green streamers that fell from the rafters as the man-eating green plant devoured all the characters and proceeded to take over the world. I was hooked! Imagine my delight when my dad told me the play had been turned into a movie! You haven't seen Rick Moranis until you've seen him play Seymour Krelborn
or Steve Martin as Orin Scrivello, DDS. And they sing, it's cinematic heaven.I didn't fully appreciate the twisted nature of this song until I was older, but I loved Steve Martin on his motorcycle.
Back to theater... When I was 10 my mom took me and my friend Nicole out of school one afternoon to see "The Fantasticks" at Ford's Theater. I remember after the play we looked around the museum there, I think they had the bullet there that killed President Lincoln and I remember thinking What an awful way to die, he didn't even get to see the end of the play!
In Junior High I decided if I was too shy to be in front of the stage I would go behind it, and I joined stage crew. That was loads of good fun! Building sets, playing with lighting and sound effects. I think I could be happy doing that for life. I was prop master for our production of "Kilroy was here" and stage assistant for "Annie." The only downside of being in a production is wanting to shoot someone every time "The sun will come out tomorrow" starts up again. I swear I couldn't listen to the soundtrack for Annie for at least 2 years after that play.
I gave up the theater in High School and stuck to Photography classes. I tried to take it back up in college but apparently you're only allowed to "explore your interests" at ASU as long as they are in Math or Science. If you want to take classes like stage crew, you need to declare a theater major.
I still love a good play! And I'll go as often as my pocketbook allows. Last night Grandma and I went to see "Sunset Boulevard." It's a musical-- "That means that the performers will periodically dance about and burst into song." (Mack, in Sabrina, the 2006 version). It's kind of a strange story-- sort of Breakfast at Tiffany's meets An American in Paris. It was one of those plays that you know Hollywood loves, because Hollywood loves stories about Hollywood. The music wasn't that great, but the sets were amazing, and the props were incredible (they had great looking old car from the 1940's that was in pristine condition!). I had a great time, and it reminded me how much I love going to plays.
Courtesy of the Salt Lake Tribune.
