My Motivation : Preparing For A Show

I hurried to get dressed with a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up past my cast. I also wore a red tie and black skinny jeans. I could only sing so we had to use the track guitar. Last thing I had to do was my vocal warmups. I finished and went to the side of the stage. My mind was swirled with thoughts as the video ran and our cue was said to go on stage. My microphone was on me and I was as ready as I was ever going to be. We all ran on stage and started to play. We started with undisclosed desires. Since I didn’t have my guitar to play it gave me a chance to rest and just

1. What was the most productive part of your rehearsal process? Do you think you were well prepared for your performance? Why or why not?

Theatre and Musical Theatre has been a form of entertainment since before North America was “discovered”. Broadway shows have been dated back to the early 1920’s and 1930’s. By 2016, over 25,000 tickets are sold to Broadway shows in a week. Thousands of people enjoy the shows that are featured on Broadway but have no idea the work and process that brought it to life. The process of getting a show on to Broadway can be broken down into three phases: pre-production, staging, and performance/promotion.

What are some considerations to remember given the different roles and people in the audience?

Theatre has been a big part of my life for the past six years. I have spent countless hours rehearsing after school, memorizing lines, and attending performances. It has become a part of my life, and I cannot imagine my life without theatre. However, theatre is very difficult. When putting on productions, rehearsals last

The next day was my first rehearsal. I was so anxious about meeting the people who would be part of my court. I am not an extroverted person, so the thought that I had to socialize with people who I did not know made me really nervous. I was also really anxious because it was the day that I was going to give the announcement of what they were going be wearing. The girls would be wearing long silver dresses and the guys would be wearing tuxes with pink accents. When I gave them this information Moises said, “Silver?!” and let me say that it was not really encouraging.

The morning of the dress rehearsal I go over my lines once more. The cast was told that we would go to first and second and then leave for third. Some people were so nervous they were biting, some running around with excitement. As for me I feel excited but as the show gets closer and closer my mind is having confits. We get to the stage and put on our costumes and makeup. My hands were so shaky I had to have someone else do my make up.

Jogging into the theater at approximately five-thirty, I finally approached the girls’ dressing room. There I saw most of my fellow-female cast members, some still arriving at the theater. Right then it hit me—tonight’s the night. I rushed into the room, so many different emotions

I never took myself as much of an actress, even though I chose the role. Every day, I go in the dressing room and put on my costume. My hair and makeup were done, and it’s show time. The bright spotlight comes directly onto me. The curtains open and it begins. I give the performance of a lifetime. It’s amazing how much the audience believes the story they’re being told. They’re gullible, but they’re not dumb. They know when the show goes sideways and that’s when they begin to ask questions. As always, I reassure them nothing is wrong, and the act is a hit. The curtains close, I return to my dressing room, and I take off the costume. I wish I could give the role back.

Outfit #C24 has a skirt that come about three inches above my knee with a black turtle neck with lace sleeves and black lace-up booties. Next was to pick my hair and makeup, which my vanity would assemble and put on. The whole process takes about fifteen minutes. Which leaves me fifteen minutes to go over my schedule, and to have breakfast. MyHydrating tea and toast was already prepared as well as my nutrient supplement pill. If I was lucky I would to have to eat till dinner. Zulie rang my doorbell, she was five minutes early.

Millie climbed the steps to the presentation table. Her clean up volunteers already done with their magic, she tended to finishing details. Everything ran on schedule and was tidied or brought to the back for washing. Her feet ached from being in heels all morning. Her sister may have good taste in shoes, but next time she would insist on comfort and style when Christina tried talking her into a wardrobe change for the sake of image. Millie removed the navy apron, folded it over her arm and then untangled the headset from the mass of cord clipped to her pant loop.

So while “Night on Broadway” might not be a play or a musical, with seven or eigt performances, elaborate costumes and sets, and a pit orchestra, the actors and directors will be working just as hard to organize a showcase that not only fundraises for the next dramatic season, but allows students to practice their numbers once more, before performing in front of judges - a crucial step in “putting yourself out there” as a

Once the first Thursday comes around that is dress rehearsal. You will start makeup at 5ish or 4 if you are a zombie. You will get in place and scare the two groups that they send through. After that you will understand what your position is better. That first night you will get done at like 9ish depending how on schedule you are.

Our choice to tell stories should exist in the same moment that we identify an audience who needs to hear that story – now, in this context, in this time, and in this medium. The best relationship with an audience begins dramaturgically, at the beginning of a rehearsal process. We must ask: How can we keep our minds open to the audience we have and also to the audience we want and the audience with whom we hope to collaborate? How do we enter a community and work with new people, learn from them and hope they learn from us? Partner with our similar goals and share resources. Work with them and never for them. Theatre isn’t a service—it’s a

Two minutes left. Instantly, my feet begin to ache from the third pair of stilettos I’ve had to wear for New York Fashion Week. Even after several hours, the taste of the delicious cheese platter from the catering table lingers in my mouth. The stylists working on my hair shield my eyes as a cloud of hairspray surrounds me, signaling that the hairstyle is finished. As I am ushered through the bustling crowd of backstage toward the runway, the smell of burnt hair as a result of a flat iron hangs in the air. Blow-dryers blast all around me. As show time nears, directors are more frantic, belting out instructions while pointing in various directions.