McCallum and OCPAC

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[written yesterday]

This morning we played another full house of field trippers. A meager 1,100 seats this time. After being spoiled by these enormous audiences, I wonder how it’s going to feel to be back home and perform at, say, The Dragon Theatre.

The big difference between The McCallum Theatre and what I’m used to isn’t actually the size of the house, but the backstage facilities. Today’s surprise of the day was finishing load-in and discovering that we each had individual dressing rooms. I think everybody ended up sharing anyway, because getting ready alone seemed too weird. Jimmy was able to enjoy a shower after the shows. I was able to enjoy a toasted bagel with cream cheese in the green room.

Speaking of the green room, we got a definite rock-star treatment today. The green room boasted not only a fridge-and-counter-full of snacks and drinks, but a flat-screen TV from which we could keep track of what was happening onstage, a couch and some comfy chairs, a patio with a barbecue (I can’t imagine it getting much use during shows), and a nice old man in a vest who was pretty much just there to make sure we could find everything and be an all-around nice guy.

It would be nice if we were staying in one place for longer periods. We could really get to know the space and the staff. The lengths to which they go to make us feel comfortable are flattering, but leave me wondering if our little non-union children’s show deserves them.


[written today]

We're at the Orange County Performing Arts Center now. We were all really excited for this stop until we discovered that we are not in the two-thousand seat theatre, but the two-hundred seat concert hall. I would tell you about the performances, but we have one more this evening, and I think a 'tween-show nap is in order. Let it suffice to say that the stage is small, our set pieces are large, and two bodies of matter cannot occupy the same space at the same time.

Curse you, physics. Curse you!