Sex, drugs and rock-and-roll. These are just a few of the things that summon countless people to

Description: I participated in CWCT’s performance of Joseph and the Amazing technicolor dream coat. This was a leadership role because I needed to keep my sister, cast members, and myself on task, so we could learn our lines, songs, and dances.

I was the only one who was fearful for what was about to happen because the humiliation of being unprepared to perform in front of the whole school left me with a sense of angst. Color guard was just called up to perform and as the music started, cheers were ringing through the gym. Everyone seemed excited for the performance, yet I remember everything going in slow motion: students yelling, teachers clapping, and yet my girls looked clueless. This was the moment I was dreading since before the school year started.

“Sex, Lies, and Conversation: Why Is It So Hard For Men and Women to Talk to Each Other?”

When I read the audition scene, I was immediately drawn to how amazing the script was! Also, in my audition scene, I had to play piano, which I have been doing since I was four, so I believe that was an advantage for me.

Rocky Horror Picture Show was and still is one of the most beloved cult play there is. It is a quirky, enduring show from its time with transsexual transvestites and home wrecking alien doctors. It was so painstaking colorful and lively that I could not help but enjoy the show without much complaint. I even had fun call Brad an asshole and Janet a slut every time it allowed me to. Although I can see where all the praise is going to, I have to say it was, just like The Irene Ryan Show, was a little too intense for me. I only got more comfortable with the play during the second act when I knew what was going to happen from my mother who loves the oldie but goodie show. I was most uncomfortable with the soft-core adult activities stuff. Notwithstanding the creative shear curtains conceal the details of the activities, it was still painfully clear what they were doing in front of strangers. It just did not sit well with me. However, that did not mean I did not enjoy it. Restating what I said before, it was too flashy and colorful to not like

I joined in as we yelled towards the stage, our words on repeat. 10 more minutes passed and the crowd sang lyrics to their song and I could hear my voice getting raspy, which I liked. I liked that there was a story behind why I wouldn’t be talking the next day, and how I wouldn’t be able to tell that story until I got my voice back.

Over fall break, I spent a lot of time mindlessly lying on my couch while watching TV. One night, flipping through my options with the remote, I landed on the 1975 film of the cult classic comedy and horror musical, The Rocky Horror Picture Show. If you are not familiar with this show, I urge to you to watch this scene from the original movie which includes Tim Curry’s iconic portrayal of the character Dr. Frank-N-Furter: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZCZDWZFtyWY. To me it is an outrageous show with great music, but I know that to many members of the LGBTQ community, it embodies an escape from the oppressive heterosexually dominant culture in which we all live. Thus, for many people, whether they identify on the LGBTQ spectrum or not, Fox’s recent production

I thought I had it all down until that very moment. Its casting night for the middle school play. Me as an 8th grader went in pretty confident, and I was determined to get a part. Even though last year for me as a 7th grader didn't go quite well for me. I kept working hard for the next year, to make my skills better.

The rest of the show passes in a blur but those beginning moments stick with me. It was the first thing we rehearsed and when we started I remember thinking, ‘I’m going to lose myself in this character.’ And I did, I was that character, from the moment I went on stage, till the very last photograph. For me, this was the first time I had been that fully immersed. Immersed enough that I didn’t even think about the ridiculousness of the costume or the hideous amounts of stage makeup on my face. I just played the character. I chased Pinocchio around the audience swinging my cane, I tricked him into coming to the island, and I took my final bow. And the best thing happened was when I took that last bow and flourished with my cane, everyone laughed. When I was running around afterwards trying to find the director and a little girl passed me, I tipped my hat with a grin, and she laughed. And everytime that happened the best feeling in the world filled me up and just made my

Throughout all of history, males and females have always had certain expectations in which they need to uphold. Both males and females are expected to act, dress, and do certain things that the opposite sex normally would not do. If somebody were to act as someone else of the opposite sex, society would then look down upon that person and humiliate them for what they have done. If a man or a woman desires to act or dress as the opposite sex, they should be able to without being humiliated or shamed. Society has too many expectations and regulations that people have to follow in order to fit in or be considered “normal”. No one should be shamed for how they want to feel or act. What we look like on the outside does not always match who we actually are in the inside; which is what actually truly matters.

Now that I could see beyond the audition, I remembered why I had wanted to be in the ensemble in the first place, and I desperately wanted to know if I had made the cut. After what seemed like endless waiting, Mrs. Vermillion finally posted the list. My eyes immediately went to the Soprano column. When I saw my name, I hardly dared believe it. Slowly, the realization that this was not some mistake began to sink in. It was the most incredible feeling in the world, like I could have flown if I wanted to.

The heat of the light was burning down on me, and I felt much too warm in my costume. I remember thinking that I would pass out any minute, though whether that be from the blinding heat or my body-wracking nerves, I did not know. I performed my heart out that day. We all did. We acted as one, every scream, every laugh, and every action was done in the most seamless way possible. In those 30 minutes, we were all parts of the machine that was our play. As the play went on, my fear disappeared. I do not recall feeling anything other than joy on that stage. The knots in my stomach slowly unraveled, and in their place came an unbreakable confidence. I walked across that stage as if there was nothing in the world that could possibly tear me down, and my cast mates held a demeanor in themselves similar to my own. There was a magic on our stage that day. I felt a warmth spreading through me, an elation like nothing I had ever felt. As the lights dimmed out and we waltzed off of the stage, the sounds of applause had erupted throughout the hall. Our last show of the season had been our best, and I could not have been more satisfied. Ms. Carraher, our director, and Mama Jack, our assistant director, had always told us that when our show had reached it’s peak, there was a sparkle on the stage. I knew there was a sparkle on our stage that day. And the only thing that could diminish that sparkle, would be not

If you are familiar with the British musical comedy horror film from the 70s, then you should know about the upcoming Rocky Horror Picture Show. The original 70’s film features a couple stranded after their car breaks down. They find themselves near a castle with a mad scientist.

The Rocky Horror Picture Show is one of the most popular movies of all times. It’s reach spreads across generations and countries. At first glance Rocky Horror, as it is commonly referred to, can seem like a crude movie that’s sole purpose is to shock the audience with it’s foul language and sexual content. This is not the case; Rocky Horror brings attention to the gender roles placed on women and men in society. This message is still important today because more than ever women and men feel limited in their own bodies.

The Rocky Horror Picture Show , directed by Jim Chapman, is a campy comedy musical set in a horror and science fiction themed castle in which sexuality and hilarity run rampant. The film, closely based on a stage production, hit theaters in 1975 and continued to rule the midnight film scene, becoming a cult-classic. By using homage and allusion to science fiction and horror B-films, lambasting sexual identity and gender normality, and employing a self-referential universe, The Rocky Horror Picture Show stands as a strong representation of 1970 's postmodernism in film.