Follow the exploits of Stageworks Theatre Productions Artistic Director as he attempts to create a succesful professional theatre company from... well, nothing!
Yeah, last night - Scarborough. Home. The homecoming gig I suppose. Very odd.
So we turned up a the venue dead on 4pm to discover the following!
1 - No posters! Anywhere! Nothing! No indication AT ALL that we were paying £100 to use a ballroom in the venue to stage a play.
2 - The guests that were ACTUALLY STAYING IN THE HOTEL had no idea a double bill of Godber shows was happening in the hotel they were staying in!
3 - Two weeks ago I was asked "how would you like the seating". This was clearly ignored!
4 - No member of staff actually acknowledged our presence, unless serving us at the bar!
5 - Pants. Pants. Pants.
So, we rallied forth, plastered the outside of the venue with posters and signs and hoped for the best! The fact that the local press hadn't actually mentioned the event has happening, the fact that a Scarborough based radio station didn't mention once in their listings, the fact that people who are (were? who knows!) close friends of mine just couldn't even be arsed to show up and support us - instead acting like spoiled five year olds, and the fact that the moon was waxed fat I seriously expected six or seven people to show.
So i was quite happy that we sold just under half of the house!
The shows... were... interesting. Luckily for us the audience were really with us, but we can't, cannot, cannae, NOOOOT ever again put the shows out as battered and raggedy as they were last night. True - they were both very, very funny, but they felt improvised, and not unlike clutching to the roof of a speeding train, the driver of which has slumped into a whisky induced coma.
The HORRORS.
Get out was swift, lots of audience feedback including (I have to print these two, they are the quotes of LEGENDS...)
1 - "I've seen Bouncers seven times, done by professionals, and this was the funniest one I've seen."
2 - "The last and only time we laughed like that was when we went to see Peter Kay live."
So there. In your greasy faces, oh Scarborough people who just didn't turn up. My advice? Stop acting like fools and buy your tickets for the Filey show on the 25th of July, come along, laugh until various bits of your body fall off, and then ask your friend to kick you square in the crotch for not coming to see it in Scarborough.
So there.
So we turned up a the venue dead on 4pm to discover the following!
1 - No posters! Anywhere! Nothing! No indication AT ALL that we were paying £100 to use a ballroom in the venue to stage a play.
2 - The guests that were ACTUALLY STAYING IN THE HOTEL had no idea a double bill of Godber shows was happening in the hotel they were staying in!
3 - Two weeks ago I was asked "how would you like the seating". This was clearly ignored!
4 - No member of staff actually acknowledged our presence, unless serving us at the bar!
5 - Pants. Pants. Pants.
So, we rallied forth, plastered the outside of the venue with posters and signs and hoped for the best! The fact that the local press hadn't actually mentioned the event has happening, the fact that a Scarborough based radio station didn't mention once in their listings, the fact that people who are (were? who knows!) close friends of mine just couldn't even be arsed to show up and support us - instead acting like spoiled five year olds, and the fact that the moon was waxed fat I seriously expected six or seven people to show.
So i was quite happy that we sold just under half of the house!
The shows... were... interesting. Luckily for us the audience were really with us, but we can't, cannot, cannae, NOOOOT ever again put the shows out as battered and raggedy as they were last night. True - they were both very, very funny, but they felt improvised, and not unlike clutching to the roof of a speeding train, the driver of which has slumped into a whisky induced coma.
The HORRORS.
Get out was swift, lots of audience feedback including (I have to print these two, they are the quotes of LEGENDS...)
1 - "I've seen Bouncers seven times, done by professionals, and this was the funniest one I've seen."
2 - "The last and only time we laughed like that was when we went to see Peter Kay live."
So there. In your greasy faces, oh Scarborough people who just didn't turn up. My advice? Stop acting like fools and buy your tickets for the Filey show on the 25th of July, come along, laugh until various bits of your body fall off, and then ask your friend to kick you square in the crotch for not coming to see it in Scarborough.
So there.
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