Jesus, I really did neglect this thing... with promises of updates and photos... videos and homebrew pornography... and what did you actually get? Nothing!
I am ashamed.
Stageworks is pretty busy at the moment, many things have happened and are happening. I guess this Blog didn't get updated as I'm not aware that anyone reads it, so I shall instead just use it as a sort of chronicling of my insane journies, and if anyone else reads them... well I guess that's just a bonus.
We (myself and Lucy Todd, brave newcomer to the pack) performed the quite silly "Eyes of the Spider" at the Perform '07 festival last week, and the very limited amount of people that actually saw it seemed to enjoy it! It was very messy... in terms of all the blood and guts "special effects". (For special effects, see fairy liquid bottles and food bags...)
In more exciting news... wait... what was the last thing I posted about?
Alice in Wonderland? Haha! Fuck. Yeah... that's... not happening.
WHAT? A Stageworks show cancelled? NEVER!!
Yes.
Shockingly we made a decision while dealing with anal retentive venue number 17 that "performing shows in open air venues that don't usually house theatre" is really not worth the immense amount of effort and dumbing down of the human language that it requires. Man can only say "it's a play... you know, a PLAY" so many hundred times before The Fever takes over and he embarks on some kind of "28 Days Later" killing spree, biting out the throats of multiple Trust employees.
We may try again in the future. But... then again... no.
So, Pirates. Remember that musical we staged many, many years ago? Well... Lucasarts were told about it... wait... this needs a swift recap... imagine swirly "falling through time music..." now!
We staged a musical about pirates in 2003... or 2004, I can't remember. Anyway, it was based on the Monkey Island video games. At the time Lucasarts... they didn't give a fuck about it. I tried to tell them, but they were just dismissive and rude... so we tore the guts out of it, changed all the names and most of the story... but it was still Monkey Island at heart. And Jesus, was it a long show? Yes. Yes it was.
So I rewrote it recently for a new, smaller cast... and it was STILL kind of Monkey Island, so I approached Lucasarts again, this time to be told "look, if there's no money involved, go away." Which... I did.
Very, very recently I received an email telling me to "dissolve all resemblence of the copywritten work *Monkey Island* and remove any dialogue that bears resemblence to yada yada... blah blah..." you get the idea. Seemed someone at Lucasarts awoke, slid down their huge pile of money and childrens bones and got a thorn in their balls about the production. So rehearsals ground to a halt, and I burnt the script and started all. Over. Again.
That's right, Pirate... my 88 page beauty of a script is to be reborn. I'm having to dump all the characters, including "Murray" (Oh God, how can I live without Murray!?!) and I'm having to find ways to replace the sheer lunacy with... better sheer lunacy.
I think I'm winning though. I have an entirely new set of characters, and I'm finding ways to fit all the original (alright... most of the original) songs in without them feeling forced. Alas, a few songs have fallen into No Man's Land... meaning some MORE new songs... yeah, you get the idea.
So that's where we are. Alice is off, Christmas Carol will hopefully happen this December in collaboration with the YSJ University Drama Society... Dracula is also in our heads.
Cat is still in Australia, so I'm kind of floundering alone really... Vicky resigned, Beth is training to be a teacher, and Nathan moved to Nepal to become a Bhuddist. So I'm really running the show on my own at the moment... which is fine, as I can make ridiculous decisions without asking permission, as well as put payment for prostitutes on the company expenses.
At least I would, if I used prostitutes, and if we had company expenses.
p.s - I watched Pirates 3 yesterday. By the time it ended my bumhole had healed over, and I couldn't remember how I got there.