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Community Performance Inc.

June 01, 2008

That's how long our tech ran yesterday. Twelve and a half hours. We worked through the whole play, scene by scene, first. Then, they reached down, and WE reached down, and did a complete run through. We had to. RIchard and i were both feeling like we were still 2 run throughs behind where we needed to be. Some how, they reached down, starting at 7:30 pm, and ran through. The first act took 56 minutes. With all the missteps and stops. The second act, which had a couple of technical booboos and stops, took 57 minutes. We'll get each act down to about 45 and 45 easy. In their final number last night, they reached deep, deep, deeper down, and at full force, performed the dickens out of their number. When it ended, there was JUBILATION, they cheered, began dancing with each other, not just the kids, but the adults, too. Kitt started playing a piece of our moonshine number to accompany the freestyle jigs that were taking place throughout the theater. After 12 and a half hours, they were dancing, not leaving, rushing to the doors, but dancing and cheering, whooping and hollering, young and old, black and white, men and women, mules and chickens. Richard and I looked at each other like "No freakin' way". The moonshine song came to a close and they all sang it together and cheered, we took hands in a circle, and had a prayer that lasted 5 minutes or longer, from the cast, who could finally see it, they could see the horizon, they had a mark. THe run through wasn't perfect, and they saw what it can and will be, and greater than that, they found that they had each other to be a resource in these hard times leading up to the show- they were leaning on each other, keeping each other up. Meanwhile, I was exhausted, hungry, I worked through the dinner break rehearsing scenes, and missed food at the potluck in the back room. Then I went home and was too tired to cook. I drank a few glasses of wine and wished I hadn't in the morning, or not as many as I had. Brackley went to get me a coke (ah, nectar to my aching head.) and made it in the rehearsal room today, at 2:00, to do final choreography review, and then another run-through. We'll run until about 6:00 tonight, unless Richard adds another reharsal this evening. What i need right now is another 12 and a half hours. To sleep.

   

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