"Sun and Moon"

At last night's rehearsal we started by having the entire cast in a circle, singing "I've Got the Sun in the Morning," tossing one of my little crocheted animals in rhythm around the circle. The second time we did the song, we added a second animal in the other direction. I told them, "This is to warm you up for Suzy. If you think this is hard, just wait till she gets you going!" Everyone seemed to have a blast, and not only that, but everyone (even the more hesitant and halting members, musically) kept the rhythm and managed to sing the song. What a lot of progress we've made since we started rehearsing on February 1. It's something to behold. I love the fact that I have a seven-year-old boy standing next to a seventy-one-year-old woman, and they are both fully engaged with the entire group.

A Typical Day

At last night's rehearsal we discovered that the dialogue in the revised version of Annie Get Your Gun doesn't fit into the original version, which we are using, of the musical interlude in "They Say It's Wonderful." So here's how I've spent my last 16 hours: Went to bed at 1 a.m., after getting home at 10:30 from rehearsal and following up on all the emails that had come in and that I'd promised to send while I was gone. Got up this morning, caught up on the morning emails and phone calls, went to the gym, came home and rewrote the dialog (which involved paring more than rewriting, actually) for the song and typed up, printed, and three-hole-punched a new page 52 for all concerned parties; figured out how to rework the music cue for "I've Got the Sun in the Morning," and double-checked it with John, my incredible music director; got John's OK and emailed the final tweaks and changes for our soundtrack to Jason, our soundtrack guy; sent a message about the way we're going to stage Annie's Trick (it's a secret until you've come to the show) to my props manager (she is VERY busy, accumulating everything we need for the show); reviewed my script for tonight's scene rehearsal from 6:30 to 10; and took a shower. Now it's 5:15, and I'll think about having a bite to eat before I head out for the evening. Usually, I am way too wired to eat before rehearsal, so I don't, and come home famished afterwards. This is not how the nutritionists out there would say one should eat, but I'm directing a show, so hello!?--later for the rules.

Cooking with Gas

This afternoon the SLO Little Theatre was a' buzz with Annie Get Your Gun activity, and we're not even the next show to open! The costume designer, Rene, was like a tornado blowing through all the theatre's costume inventory upstairs, pulling western-style shirts, tuxedos with tails, 19th-century frocks, hats, and fringe skirts. In five trips we loaded up her van with the costumes she pulled from the chaotic upstairs wardrobe area. While she was foraging, I met downstairs with Jayne and Lynn, who will paint the set, and Ron, who will build the flats that the women will paint. What a find Ron was! I cast him to play Pawnee Bill; he's a 63-year-old realtor who has never acted before in his life. But even more than that, he used to do displays for May Company in L.A., and is a gifted carpenter. Who knew? So with my design (yes, I actually designed the set--a first for me) and Ron, Jayne, and Lynn to execute it, we're well on our way to having a huge chunk of backstage work done for our show, which doesn't open for eight more weeks!

The Brilliant Choreographer

I'm so grateful to have met Suzy, who choreographed my production of
West Side Story in 2005, and who is easily the Central Coast's busiest working artist, often working on six or seven or eight projects at once. Here we are (I know you can guess who is who), pictured after a WSS performance. Choreo rehearsals for Annie Get Your Gun begin soon; I'm excited!

The Blogging Rage

It seems that the urge to blog has overtaken the world--at least the world of my family. My niece has started a blog to give daily updates on the life of her seven-month-old son, with photos, videos, and the whole nine yards. My daughter writes about her twenty-something life in New York and reviews all the latest popular music, including pretty incisive reviews of the goings-on on American Idol.

I have a lot to say, too, but wouldn't share personal and private thoughts here. This will be my place to share about my experience at San Luis Obispo Little Theatre, directing Annie Get Your Gun, with relevant digression.

Yesterday I attended a dance concert at Cal Poly by the American Dance Studio. It was a tribute to the company's founder and guiding light, Pat Jackson, on the tenth anniversary of her premature death from breast cancer. What an inspiring afternoon! The show mixed footage of Miss Pat, as she was called--teaching, talking, and dancing--with live dance numbers by a huge troupe of local dancers, including the current American Dancers, of course. Suzy Miller choreographed most of the numbers, which were brilliant--funny, graceful, moving, and colorful.

I came home more determined than ever to make Annie Get Your Gun as excellent as I humanly can. It won't hurt, of course, that Miss Suzy is choreographing my show.