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BEHIND THE RED CURTAIN…<br />

WRITTEN BY BROOKE BRADBURY<br />

“Theatre people” - a rare breed of humans that spend<br />

most of their time within the four walls of a theatre. I am<br />

honoured to say, that I am one of those lucky people!<br />

Most recently I was in the wonderful production of “Into the<br />

Woods” at Morrinsville Theatre. It was an all-consuming show<br />

which took months of rehearsing, hours of singing and I am<br />

incredibly proud of what we, the cast, crew and creative team<br />

accomplished.<br />

Today I am going to take you behind the curtain, and into my<br />

world back-stage in the lead up and during our show to give<br />

you a little glimpse of what we get up to while we are there for<br />

all those hours.<br />

In the initial few weeks of a rehearsal, most of us are nervous,<br />

slightly reserved (I use the term reserved very loosely), and<br />

still warming up to those we don’t know. Even if we have done<br />

shows together before (which we mostly have), then there is<br />

still the process of figuring out the dynamics that we have with<br />

each other in this new show. Once we have settled in, there are<br />

literally hours upon hours of being in the same room together<br />

- which is an incredible thing. You learn so much about people<br />

when you are in a confined space with buckets of energy for a<br />

long period of time.<br />

Each rehearsal begins with our “Vocal Warm-up with Ian!!”, our<br />

incredible music director. A mix of crazy interpretive dance, (not<br />

requested but necessary to warm the vocals) and an infectious<br />

brand of excitement, somehow helps us relax and perform to<br />

the levels for which we are required.<br />

Every rehearsal is one step closer to opening night. One step<br />

closer to our goal, and one step closer to closing night - a night<br />

of mixed emotions. You see, we are not just cast members - we<br />

are a family. A crazy, loud, dysfunctional and loving family. I<br />

have never felt as much love from such an eclectic group of<br />

people than I have with my theatre family. Of course, we all<br />

get frustrated with each other at times, and need personal<br />

space but what good family unit doesn't. They say you can<br />

choose your friends but can’t choose your family. Well, I would<br />

choose these amazing people in a heartbeat to have as family<br />

members.<br />

Fast forward to opening night - the energy back stage is a mix<br />

of nerves, excitements and show tunes…very loudly sung and<br />

in perfect harmony (you see no-one who is a self-respecting<br />

theatre person will ever just sing a song, goodness no! It needs<br />

to be with harmonies, jazz hands and a series of interesting<br />

dance moves).<br />

In the ladies dressing room there is a lot of primping and<br />

preening - adjusting costumes, reapplying lippy, bouncing<br />

around and of course selfies. So many selfies. It is also to<br />

be noted, that if one leaves his or her phone unattended or<br />

unlocked, then one has given unspoken permission for their<br />

camera roll to be filled to the brim with repetitive and not<br />

terribly attractive photos of your cast members. It is also a<br />

given, that whatever you bring into the green room (our space<br />

for getting dressed), is no longer your own. It is public property<br />

and to be honest it is actually very nice to be able to share with<br />

everyone - food, blankets, etc.<br />

Now in the boys dressing room - a totally different and<br />

borderline uncivilised area - there are competitions galore.<br />

Whether it be who can toss a water bottle and make it land<br />

right side up, or who can eat the most lollies, (always ends<br />

badly). Call time comes from our dedicated stage manager<br />

PG. 34<br />

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