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'The Death Show' (Early Monday Morning) [Dec. 1st, 2003|12:03 am]
Miss Von Trapp
[Mood |exhaustedexhausted]
[Music |Let's talk about Death, Baby...]

Only just got in...and I am *so* tired...

Got up at 10am this morning and was in for my 11am call on time...spent the day doing tech and dress runs, and we had a break between 5 and 6pm, before we started prepping for the show which started at 7pm...

Except I only really had half an hour break, as I had to set up a make-up station, and get everyone's makeup done at 6...yellow/white faces, red smeary lips and black above the eyes...

"You have something of the grave about you, sir"

I'm so knackered I can barely type...everything is coming out backwards lol!!

Prepped and did a warm up at 6, and pre-show started running as soon as the audience were let in...

It went REALLY well...damn hard work, physical theatre and all that...and we got a damn good response from the audience...this is how it went, elaborated from our running order...


SEQUENCE 1

Starting from us as rough delivery men carrying in a naked guy wrapped in linen through the audience onto the bar stage...then we go out demanding booze etc...then Jenny stays in the space frantically performing stress-based motions...hand rubbing etc...before she unwraps naked guy and cuts his cloth off with scissors...

Then into washing of the naked guy, with water-pourers and two verses of Abide With Me...then a discovery sequence of body and then voice...the rest of us come in, echoing the voice discovery...Martin finds a pitch, we all sing happy birthday...clap, he leaves...we discover ourselves clapping...frenetic, grotesque and this leads into the Worm Song, during which we go out among the audience and sing right into their faces...eye contact...physical contact etc etc...

We get back to the stage...breathing as a chorus, finding different rhythms...happy, life breathing, some sexual overtones...whilst shane moves forward onto the thrust and dies...Mark steps forward to watch him...say's 'He's going...'

Shane utters a final gasp and we go into panic sequence...each with a specific movement and path, until we suddenly stop as a chorus and slowly raise our right hand in an arc describing the soul leaving the body.

We leave, and two 'tearers' are left behind, one is desperately, sadly ripping his clothes whilst the other looks on and laughs...the laugher is brought in and the mourner angrily rips her clothes...this descends into a clothes ripping fight...

They then finally lose all their clothes leaving them in cabaret costume...white longjohns and vests underneath the old cabaret gear we have been wearing in this sequence.

"Hello and welcome...see us as the STOCK...death...(piece by Montaigne)...sad demise of the band...mourning the absence of the band...eimagine a world world without death...(audience interaction)"

RUN VT - First sequence of video diaries in which cast relate alone their experiences of death/life

(we at this point are upstairs changing out of old cabaret gear...blacks, corsets etc...into the white longjohns and vests)

SEQUENCE 2

Risk Assessors (Mark and Jackie) reappear leading Mercedes in Mantilla.

Mercedes dances flamenco.

Risk Assessors, when we have filed in to take our dance positions, read memorials from the paper...

This is where it got seriously dodgy and we lost 6 audience members...they were reading out ACTUAL recent obituaries...one straight person...the other piss-taking the rhymes and getting the audience to laugh and finish them...finishing with a long rhyme obituary about a new born baby...to make the audience feel guilty hehe

'May I have the first dance'
FIRST PHASE OF THE LAST DANCE
(whole company now in longjohn underwear)...we take partners and slow dance to 'My Embrace-able You'...

...which leads us into the MAIMING AND KILLING GAME...the two dancers at the front start treading on each others toes...and with one final stomp and scream we leave...

These two then go into a sequence of injuring each other...peeling open the skin...bullet in the head...chainsaw massacre...etc etc...ending with Martin being inflated by a bicycle pump up the arse and then exploded...

...we are reacting accordingly as a chorus to each injury...big physical reactions and expressions...

MAGGOTS
Martin on the floor is joined by 6 other 'maggots' who start eating each other..."It's a great life being a maggot...you get to meet so many interesting people...you get to EAT so many interesting people..."

They leave, then:

EUPHEMISMS: "Where's Owen?" "He's joined the great Eisteddfodd in the sky..." etc etc...to wailing "Just Add Maggots"..."He's GONE!!!!!!"

We move into the Salt'n'Pepa bastardisation which is 'Let's talk about Death'...rubbing our groinal areas in a grotesque sexy way...'Let's talk about: strangle move...Let's talk about : arm slicing move...Let's talk about: punch in stomach move...Let's talk about: hanging yourself move...'...finale of song moves us into a Jesus-Christ pose with red lighting...

RUN VT: More video diaries, including my graphic bloody description of assisting with my sisters home birth...got a lot of groans hehe...

SEQUENCE 3

MC LINK (french) Le petit mort.

Death or Orgasm game...3 chorus members pull a face, audience has to guess whether it is Death or Orgasm...and add to the story of how they died/came...

MC LINK: Jacqui at bar reading a newspaper story about the brutal murder of two rabbits...Day Today/Chris Morris style in intonation/delivery.

GRIEF LECTURE: Describing the stages of mourning, with the help of a dead dog...Fluffy.
"I shouldn't have taken him for a walk...on the motorway..." etc etc

FINAL DANCE: A reprise of the 'My Embraceable You'...we leave slowly, leaving Martin and Shakira dancing alone...Martin leaves, leaves Shakira dancing alone still as if he were there...

Fallers move in behind Shakira...and begin to fall randomly as we run the Life and Death text...

(this is the death stuff I got off googlism.com months back...'Death is equipped only with a medieaval scythe...death is art...death is a cabaret...death is a salesman...' etc)

We all come back and do a close group reprise of Let's talk about death...rubbing each others bodies instead of our groins alone...

LINK INTO: IMPROV SAX/PIANO PLAYER.

END
..............................................

We all rushed to the bar...we were done show-wise at 10pm...and chatted and drank until the bar closed...caught up with an industrial/improvisational noise artist friend of mine, and one of my fetish friends, and some other people...

Most people left at 11pm, but I stayed behind with Jackie, Gordon, Ray, Mark and Khasrow to do the get-out...took us an hour, working very very hard to shift lights, tables, chairs, tidy etc etc...and Ray dropped us home at midnight.

Now I'm going to go to bed.

I'm bloody knackered and I have a panto run this evening...but I'm off to meet Nik and Nick B in The Dolphin for a few jars after, since I have the night off work.

G'night all!!

*dies*
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Comments:
From: justinc_1985
2003-11-30 04:55 pm (UTC)
Sorry.. I was just curious as to whether you've heard of cut tags?
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[User Picture]From: missvontrapp
2003-11-30 05:01 pm (UTC)
LOL Yes...but I'm too tired to care right now:P
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From: defcon9
2003-11-30 09:19 pm (UTC)
Eisteddfodd - that's a place in Wales right? I've heard that "Worm" song before.
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[User Picture]From: missvontrapp
2003-12-01 09:19 am (UTC)
It's a Welsh singing competition/festival:)
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