More performance anxiety

Astute observers may have noticed the Antigone* flyer in the sidebar. Really sharp-eyed observers would have picked up that the play opens this evening. Stalkers would know that I am playing one of the minor characters in the production.

* for Philistines wishing to better themselves, it’s the ‘modernised’ version of the tragedy by Sophocles and is pronounced ANN-TIGG-OH-NEE. For non-Philistines who already knew this, please ignore this footnote.

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14 thoughts on “More performance anxiety

  1. Dat’s not performance anxiety… dat’s good ol’ fashioned Stagefright! hehe
    I’d come see it but the taxi fare to CT from Dublin is a little steep.
    Break a leg!

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  2. Hmmm… does this mean cast/crew party afterward? I miss those! And to think I never got an invitation to yours. =) I’m posting this after the fact, but I’ll still tell you to break a leg. Care to tell a bit about your character?

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  3. ZG: I have every confidence in you πŸ™‚

    terri: Ta. Regarding the taxi journey, you’d have to make part of the trip underwater. Not recommended for this time of year.

    beastarzmom: 3 shows? Ouch. She’s going to run out of legs. You’ll have to start in on the arms.

    LMcGN: Thanks πŸ™‚ My character is that of ‘First Guard’. I’m the comic relief in the show. Who would have guessed? The first performance is over and it went pretty well. It was very lax of me not to send you an invite. Won’t happen again, I promise. Incidentally, I couldn’t make it to the party myself because I had to get up at 5 a.m. to do my regular radio show. (I’m at the studio now).

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  4. Hey, how come you’re not letting us know how the play went? Your first performance was Friday, dammit, and it is now Sunday. What do you have to say for yourself?

    Also, this blog entry helped me establish that I am, in fact, a philistine. This amuses me to no end.

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  5. lyn: Thanks. Will make a brave attempt.

    lisa: The past few weeks of late nights followed by early mornings followed by more late nights have taken their toll. I slept about 11 hours last night, so my body is still reeling from the shock of excessive rest. As soon as I can kick-start my brain, I’ll file a complete report.

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  6. We say merde before such events.
    So merde it is.

    On a more personal note, I am so jealous I could spit, llama-like (apparently they can be really vile) right now.

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  7. anne: Merde? That’s priceless. Did you somehow manage to get a sneak preview? Of course, we’ll have to wait until the reviews come out before we know exactly how shitty it was.

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  8. It really means good luck, whereas “bonne chance” is supposed to be rather frighteningly counter-effective (hey, we’re French, OK).

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