If I was the weatherman...

So last night there was no rehearsal which is very surprising considering we go on in 8 days.  I usually can't attend a tuesday night practice anyway because i have a night class from 6-9 but we did get out early and I was gonna go see what was up.  I walked into the theater and no one was there...dark...quiet...o shit.  I thought something had happened to somebody or the director was pissed and like canceled the show.  So I call up one of the people and the cast and i'm like "Yo, what the hell is going on, what happened tonight!?"  Needless to say the other person on the line was highly confused.  Finally I explained that was no one at the theater the other person might have said "Yeah no shit."  Needless to say it was pretty funny but, I think we should of had practice regaurdless.  Welp, 8 more days and we're on...wish us luck!

The musical is coming FAST!  We are officially in our LAST FULL WEEK OF PRACTICE!!!  We open up next Thursday night.  Everything is coming along great but there are just so many weird small things that need to be tweaked.  Performing a musical is a lot like loosing weight.  You get a lot accomplished in the very beginning but you need to dedicated towards the end when you're only achieving a small bit but nevertheless its important to the final product.  Needless to say I'm becoming bored.  Practice is redundant I need to more excitement.  I can't wait until we have our lights...and an Audience!!!

Rehearsal is trucking along, but the days are winding down, quickly.  We have almost 2 weeks to go and I am getting scared.  It seems like everyone knows there lines but the singing and dancing needs perfection.  That would be great if Godspell wasn't a musical.  Considering the musical is largely based on singing and dancing...if we can't work out these kinks...we're boned...to state it lightly.  The key word here though of getting down all the moves and noes is HOMEWORK.  Each and every cast member needs to look at their lines and notes when they are at home because there is so much outside work that needs to be covered.  2 weeks though is a long time and this seems to happen in every production that i've ever been in.  We usually suck until opening night.  SO HERE'S TO OPENING NIGHT!!!

Alright, yeah, so I blogged like five minutes ago but, I have a new subject.  I just thought I'd share my musical number with the world.  Not really excited about it.  Its not so much the song, but the fact that I pretty much the entire thing alone.  Its a bit nerve racking and not really a song that I would consider....cool.  However; oddly enough, a lot of the cast members have expressed envy because I get to sing the funnest song in the musical.  I'm not sure if I understand this but I will take it as it is.  Anyway, thanks to the wonderful world of YouTube I've been able to dig up a piece a performance with the song so you all can hear/see it.  Our performance however will be acted out different but it is the same song.

So last night's rehearsal was pretty exciting for me...I guess.  We've been working on vocals usually every tuesday and wednesday nights and I'm gonna admit, after years of smoking and screaming into the mic at concerts, my voice tends to be a bit shot.  The vocal instructor however believes that this is because of my "discomfort" of my situation and being on stage singing.

So anyway, last night we're going through the motions as always, step by step, inch by inch, when finally we get to the musical score "Light of the World," which is a loose musical number we do with pretty much no choreography.  Not only is it a catchy song but it's fun to do because of the free reign.  Well, during this number 4 of the cast members have vocal solos, myself being one of them.  I am the 3rd of the four solos.  When it came time for me to get up and practice my solo, because I was so loose on stage and having a good time on stage, I belted the living shit out of my solo.  All I could see was the director and musical director look up in shock like "Holy Shit was that Eric?" 

It was a cool experience, I surprised a lot of people including myself.  Awesome experience.

Well, rehearsal is trucking along.  Its strange because you have to act EXTRA exuberant on stage.  Not saying that I'm not an exciting person, but you almost need to act like this is the BEST thing that has ever happened to you.  This is a first for me and I'm confused as to whether or not all musicals are like this or not.  Thankfully throughout all of this I have a bit of a comedic relief role which is very comfortable for me.

Needless to say I feel guilty.  A godless man playing a man on stage that has discovered God.

For those of you that do not know, I am extremely interested in music concerning mostly in the fields of rock and roll.  My favorite being punk music.  Thats why, when I found out that I was casted for "Godspell" this fall at, I knew that my life was going to take a dramatic turn.  Its been about four weeks into rehearsal now and I'm still finding myself confused as to why I am there.  I usually do all my singing and dancing in the comforts of my own domicile or on stage w/ my band. 

Why is an agnostic doing a musical about God?  And why am I doing a song titled "We Beseech Thee"?  This is going to be a long hard road.  I'll keep you posted and let you know how tonight's practice went.

During my monotonous Monday, I decided to hit the headline circuit to see what kind of conundrums stirred up during the weekend.  Perhaps, the coolest thing I came across was the title of this blog.  Apparently, 25 years ago, some dude in from America stole a boomerang from a museum in Australia.  Stricken with guilt, the man sent the boomerang back to Australia sent with an entire apology letter.  The man also stated that he tried throwing it out, but it kept coming back.  Sorry, bad joke.

I like this story, I like it a lot.  It proves that in a world of mistrust and greed, that there are still good people out there with functioning consciouses.  It gives me hope, happiness, and something to laugh at.

True story.  I couldn't even make this up.  I have felt, since the age of ten, that I am fortunate to still be alive.  To keep your eyes from bleeding I'll make a long story short.  Basically, I was taking a hike with my brother at my grandmother's house in the backwoods of Pennsylvania.  We took a trail that we were told never to take and I fell down a 50 foot drop.  I don't think, I know I shouldn't be here.

Despite this first blog I am not morbid or depressed.  I just tend to look at things differently.  Life, like the weather, cannot be predicted or controlled but outside sources.  My favorite thing in life is waking up, opening up the newspaper and reading something that makes me go "WHAT?" and laugh.  Titles such as (I didn't not fabricate this I've SEEN this headline) "Midget Gets Swallowed by Hippopotamus."

I have taken this time to create this blog and focus on the unforeseen and odd qualities of life.  The world is too broad to focus on one topic.