Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.1 6/24/83; site pucc-h Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!burl!ulysses!mhuxj!houxm!ihnp4!inuxc!pur-ee!CS-Mordred!Pucc-H:afo From: afo@pucc-h (Flidais ) Newsgroups: net.theater Subject: Theatre anecdotes Message-ID: <1547@pucc-h> Date: Fri, 7-Dec-84 12:11:27 EST Article-I.D.: pucc-h.1547 Posted: Fri Dec 7 12:11:27 1984 Date-Received: Tue, 11-Dec-84 03:29:36 EST Organization: The Warlock's Cave, East Annex Lines: 35 {removal of this line unlawful} Anecdotes from high school theatre days: One of the many hassles we had at our high school was a music department and a drama department that usually weren't speaking to each other. This led to, among other fun stuff, a production of 'You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown' with the songs lip-synced {If we had done it live, then the music department would have had casting rights}. Actually, that turned out to be a blessing, as the Charlie Brown character turned out to be totally tone deaf, so we dubbed his singing parts. Now, among other disasters, the music department would toss an operetta or two during the year. Since the music department had no technical crew, the drama department tech crew would be called in to take care of stuff. Well, one of the prima donnas of the music department {you know, one of those first sopranos that can hit high notes only dogs can hear} did not have one of the most pleasant personalities one could ever hope to have. She spent most of her time complaining about something or another, usually without *any* justification. We finally got tired of her, and popped her into a stage coffin {doesn't *every* high school have one of these?}, and left her to stew. Well, she made a big enough stink that someone let her out; then she went to complian to the drama director about what a bunch of heathens we were. Soooo, our drama director herded us into the room, and asked us 'Did you people lock her in the stage coffin?'. We replied yes, that we had....and he said 'Well, I've only one question... why did you let her out?' -- Laurie Sefton {harpo,ihnp4,allegra,decvax}!pur-ee!pucc-h!afo ~As he lay out the tarot, the devil and death, two old and very dear friends of mine, appeared.~