Showing posts with label theatre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theatre. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

i choose kristen

An entire year without blogging. That really makes my heart sad. So many times I sat down, only to become so overwhelmed with anxiety and negativity that I decided no blog was better than one filled to the brim with everything I hate reading myself. Even now I'm struggling to finish this because I know it's not going to be all sunshine and roses and not necessarily what some people want to hear.

This week I made a decision, one that I have known I've needed to make, but have been avoiding for a while. I decided to stop doing something that used to make me happy, but now only brings heartache, pain, and guilt. Before you jump there Mr. Wonderful and I are great. Better than great. We are awesome. He is my rock and support and a large part of why I had the courage to finally make the decision I have been avoiding for so long. After I close my current project I think I'm done with theatre. Wow. Saying  it out loud and seeing it in print are two completely different things. Writing it makes it real, somehow.

Why, you may ask? The answer is long, and complex, but the simple answer is this:

I'm DONE.

Done giving people control over my schedule, feelings, and self-worth. Done feeling like I'm doing it because I "have to" or that I will be letting people down if I stop rather than doing it for me and the joy it once brought me. Done being criticized by complete strangers. Done spending precious time away from Husband only to feel that time has been wasted. Done being a punching bag to others merely for being willing to donate my time and talents. Done working so hard for something that at the end of the day is pretty thankless. Done letting this part of me define my entire being. Done being afraid to walk away because I will lose the recognition I have worked hard for and fearing I will have to start paying my dues all over again should I come back. Done having negative experience after negative experience, yet still coming back because "this time will be different". Done doing favors only to have it come back and bite me. Done with late nights that turn into early mornings and Saturday morning rehearsals. Done feeling like I always have a black cloud hanging over me, and most importantly I'm done taking out all these frustrations and insecurities on Mr. Wonderful. He has done nothing to deserve it, yet he's the one who gets to take it all because I know he'll still be there and still love me when all is said and done.



Ugh, drama is so aptly named. There has been a lot of it, that's for sure, but I am grateful for what it has brought me. Being on stage got me through one of the hardest times of my life and helped me figure out who I was again. It has blessed me with wonderful friends and opportunities I don't think I would have found otherwise. But, there is a time and a season for all things, and I think this season has come to an end. I'm ready to spend time cultivating other things I enjoy but didn't make time for because theatre was all-encompassing for so long. I am more than the stage, and I've been feeling this way for a while. It's time to act on these feelings. Theatre is a PART of me, not entirely what I am.

Is being done a forever thing? Good heavens I hope not, but for something to get me back on stage in the immediate future it would have to be something big. HUGE. Something I would regret forever if I didn't do or would just be plain dumb to pass up. There aren't many feelings like being on stage, but if I never step foot on one again I can look back over the last 17 years, smile, and be proud of my body of work. Right now I need to focus on me, my other long-neglected talents, and my future with Mr. Wonderful.

To quote my girl Olivia Pope (a little out of context, but still rings true to me), "I choose me. I am choosing Kristen." And you know what? That gets to be okay.



Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Update

Wow, I really suck at this lately.

Not much has been going on in the Fox casa as of late, but a few things have happened that merit mentioning.

Christmas happened. Mine was good. A little bittersweet because Mr. Wonderful and I couldn't make it down to St. George like we had hoped, but I spent the day with him and his family so it was nice. Mr. Wonderful even did a few of my family's traditions with me (A Christmas Story on TBS all day-he even started quoting lines by the end of it-SCORE!, and opening presents through the day), so that was really nice. Plus we'll be headed down there for the weekend on the 18. 

I have two more nights (Thursday and Friday-weather permitting) up at This is the Place for Candlelight Christmas. I'm so glad I was able to be a part of this again. It really helps get me into the right frame of mind for Christmas, plus it's so fun to dress up and share my talents with others. I LOVE to watch people's faces light up when they see us come up the street. We even had a few people at off site performances stop us and tell us they had come up and their kids couldn't stop talking about us, or that they were already planning to come but couldn't wait to see us in the park. I'm not going to lie; knowing how loved this group is makes all the rehearsals, driving back and forth, and wig-wearing SO worth it.

Let's see...anything else. Oh, I was cast as Shelby in "Steel Magnolias" last week. No biggie. I KID. It's a HUGE deal!! I am so so excited to work with Midvale, Steph, Casey, and her pro team. Plus I get to play a role I have dreamed about playing since I was 17, so that in and of itself is pretty dang cool. We start rehearsing next week and we run February 22-March 2, 2013. I pick up my script tonight and I can't wait to start.




Well, that's it kiddoes. Hope you had a fun, family filled holiday, and if I don't see you before then I hope you have a safe and fun New Year! (Mr. Wonderful works til 11:00 that night, so if anyone wants to let me tag along on their evening let me know.) :)

Friday, October 19, 2012

revisited



I have never been one for revisiting the past. I find for me it’s hard to move forward if I do, so although I often look back on things fondly I rarely go back and revisit it. I have never gone to a High School reunion; I rarely shed tears when a show comes to a close, and I am always trying to live my life the best I can and make wonderful memories for myself, but always keep moving forward. I have also found the few times I have allowed myself to revisit the past it has left me wishing I had just left well enough alone and not marred the memories I did have.  

Wednesday night was the first time I was actually glad to revisit something. About a month ago Steph emailed us and let us know that the South Valley Theater Association asked all the arts councils in the valley to do a reprisal of one of their shows from the year for a benefit concert, and she wanted to know if the Wonderettes would be interested in getting back together for this one night event.
After making sure I schedule was open (thanks to rehearsals for this) I said yes to revisiting Missy and singing with the Wonderettes again. As skeptical as I was at first-it had been almost three months since we'd closed--I'm so glad my schedule allowed me to do this. It was only a 10-minute set, and the tech aspect was more than a little rough, but it was so much fun being on stage with the girls singing our songs again, and I was so glad friends who hadn't been able to see the show initially were able to come get a taste of this adorable production. I had completely forgotten how much I love Missy and doing this show. She is in my top three roles and I wouldn't hesitate at the opportunity to play Missy again. Thanks to the SVTA for putting this together!

Be Marvelous!


Together again! (Suzy, Cindy Lou, Betty Jean, and Missy-The Marvelous Wonderettes!)


Monday, July 23, 2012

marvelous wonderettes by the numbers

Weeks of rehearsing: 6
Songs learned: 28
Lines memorized: 120
"That's the Queen of your dreams!" cue lines: 4
Performances: 8
Full costume/hair/makeup changes: 2
Inches of hair teasing done a night: 2-3
Inches that will need to be cut off hair thanks to teasing: at least 3
Years we time warped: 10
Times we embarrassed Mr. Lee: at least two a night
Nights in the Bowery: 3
Average temperature during performance: 90
Pounds lost: 8
Average hours of sleep a night: 5
Friends who supported us: dozens
Bouquets received: 3
Hugs given: dozens
Bites from my half-eaten sandwiches I got Stephanie to take: 2 
Thank you cards made: 10
Weeks I'll be vacuuming up glitter from the cast gifts: 6
Weeks of vocal rest: 4
Memories made: too many to count 

Thank you to everyone who came out to support us. This was such a fun show-hard, but fun. I will miss it terribly, but I'm ready to have my life back and to enjoy the rest of my summer!


Tuesday, June 05, 2012

busy pants

I'm always a little taken aback when people tell me I keep myself busy. I'm not like Riss or Meg and have to schedule my time out months in advance *wink wink*. I'm usually available for last-minute things, and my schedule is relatively open, but after a little reflection I realized I am a pretty busy girl-just in different ways:

-I helped Sparky coordinate (well I made food platters) coronation for one of the MANY things he's involved in.
-I attended my first Pride this weekend. It was fun to have a new experience and to see so many of my friends!
-Since my friends are so great at supporting me I've been trying to support them more, too! (Hedwig, Chicago, Seussical, and Pirates! Of Penzance?, and a stop by the Canyon Inn to catch Channel Z are next on the list)
-A quick (and I mean quick) flight to St George for my Lexi bug's first birthday, then right back home that night so I could do a show the next day.
-Trying to keep going to tap, but rehearsals have taken over there, too...
-Mr Wonderful is still working swing shift (YUCK), so we try and see each other as much as we can during the week-usually involves odd hours and runs to the gas station for a cherry coke and twenty minutes to fill each other in on our days. We try to make Saturdays our day, but sometimes my business gets in the way...
-I have been cast in THREE shows in the last six months, and they have all been pretty substantial roles-oh, you know about Spitfire, the massive undertaking that was Blithe Spirit, but not the third? That is because I was just cast as Missy in the 'Marvelous Wonderettes' this last weekend with my old friends Meg and Melody, and new friend Paige. We started rehearsals yesterday, we totally rock, I love the pro team, the script is so cute and funny, and it's lots of good old school 'bubble gum' music from the 1950's and 1960's that I am having a BALL learning. We open in July, and I am SO EXCITED to finally (Oh, I didn't tell you I've auditioned for this show every time I've seen a posting for it and never been cast until now? Well I have.) be a part of this show. Stay tuned-details to follow!

Cindy Lou (Melody), Missy (me), Suzie (Meg), and Betty Jean (Paige)
So all of this coupled with the fact Mr Wonderful has been cleaning my kitchen lately more than I care to admit I guess I DO keep myself pretty busy after all...

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

a tale of two auditions

Well folks, I never thought it would happen, but it did. What, might you ask? Pull a seat up and I'll tell you. Brace yourself; I'm about to take FAR too long to tell the shortest story ever.

 Last week I did the risky move of auditioning for two shows. Two very different shows (a whimsical musical and a comedic straight play) that would be in rehearsal at the same time. After a lot of debate and persuasion from Sparky and Piano Man they convinced me to try out for both by telling me the worst thing that would happen is that I would be cast in both and have to choose. Of course this is me we're talking about so I knew that wouldn't be an issue. I must admit I would have been lying if I said I wasn't a little worried about the tiny possibility of being invited to both.

Wednesday I went to audition #1, waited 2.5 hours, missed tap, and then completely bombed. (No, this isn't an exaggeration. I was embarrassingly awful, and yes I was prepared so I can't blame it on that). I left not expecting anything, but amazingly enough I was invited to call backs on Saturday, and bombed again. The sad thing was I was more upset with myself for failing to be as good as I know I can be and for missing tap on Wednesday then I was about the fact I knew I wouldn't be getting a casting call.

After the failed callback I headed over to Audition #2. Aside from a tiny stumble during my monologue this audition went surprisingly well. They thanked me and told me I would know by Monday, so I thanked them for their time, and headed home. I have only had a feeling-that confident 'I nailed this-the role is mine' feeling after an audition twice. This audition and the callback for when I played Emily Arden in State Fair. I felt pretty confident but I tried not to get my hopes up and to not stress the rest of the weekend. (The closest thing I did to counting my eggs before they hatched was reserving a copy of the script from the library just in case.) Other than that I pretty much didn't think about it again and I didn't stress. Not. One. Bit.

Monday finally rolled around, and guess what? I got a call. The best part? It's a LEAD. Me. I finally did well enough to earn a LEADING ROLE. I will be playing Ruth in Blithe Spirit at the Empress in Magna. The more I read the script the more I love it, the cast is spectacular, and I will be working with several friends again-including Stephen! I am beyond psyched, I'm scared out of my mind, and I can't wait to start rehearsals on Saturday!

The show will run May 4-24 on Fridays, Saturdays, and Mondays. I'll post more the closer it gets, but mark your calendars now!




Friday, March 16, 2012

the crucible: grand theatre


Photo Courtesy of Salt Lake Community College
 Last night Sparky and I had to opportunity to see The Grand's production of The Crucible. It was written by Arthur Miller in 1952 and although it is a dramatization of the Salem witch trials, Miller wrote it as an allegory of McCarthyism, and many of the themes still hold true today.

*Forgive me, I forgot my program so I am unable to credit anyone by name except my friend Jon.*

The show opens on Reverend Parris (my good friend and the insanely talented Jon McBride) praying over his seemingly unconscious daughter Betty while neice Abigail Williams stands by. Parris caught Betty, Abigail, and a few other friends dancing by firelight in the forest-allegedly conjuring with Parris' slave from Barbados, Tituba. Upon being caught dancing Betty fainted and is unresponsive. Witchcraft is immediately suspected, although Parris is hesitant to concede to this conclusion as he is not well-liked by his parrish and is worried how this will affect his already ill-standing. John Procter then arrives to Salem to find out what has happened and it is quickly revealed that Abigail had an affair with him while she was working in his home and that is why she is now living with Parris.

Reverend John Hale is then summoned from Beverly to help with Betty and confirm if her stupor is really the Devil's hand at work. Once Hale begins examining Betty she comes out of her stupor and she and Abigail sing a list of names of people whom they have seen with the Devil, including Procter's wife Elizabeth.

From there things snowball and the girls begin accusing everyone and anyone in their village of dealing with the Devil. Eventually High Judges are brought in to 'try' each accused, and their death certificates are all but signed unless they agree to confess to wrong doing and 'return to Jesus'.

Director Mark Fossen has done a wonderful job of bringing this story to life, by not only telling it in a way that is very straightforward, but also making it impossible for the audience to not take the subject matter personally. Fossen did a very good job of instilling fear by attacking every sense he could-an eerie green light (actors were top and bottom lit) with a blood-red back lit scrim and townspeople in silhouette chanting/whispering/singing (honestly I don't know what it was, but man was it chilling) with every mention of witchcraft, and by slowly closing in the Grand's well-grand-stage by flying in additional set pieces as the story progressed and the characters became more stubborn and set in their ways. This introduced a new layer of claustrophobia and discomfort to me as a viewer I would not have experienced otherwise.

The casting was well-done-I immediately felt compassion towards Goody Procter and those who were wrongly accused, extreme dislike and then compassion towards Mary Warren as she wrongfully accused and then struggled with the consequences that came as she tried to withdraw her accusations as well as proving the others were lying too. I immediately disliked Abigail and knew she was a jealous, unstable young girl who would do anything necessary to get what she wanted. I especially loved John Procter. He was perfect; angry and defiant one minute, broken and down trodden at the realization of his mistakes the next.
Jon's Reverend Parris and Governor Danforth were especially infuriating how they staunchly held to the fact they were doing the Lord's work and their willingness to let innocent people lose their lives because of their pride-even in spite of realizing they were wrong and had fallen not only into Abigail's lies, but also the lies of the people who stood to gain financially as people were murdered one by one. I'm still pissed almost an entire day later.  

This production of The Crucible  is possibly the best I have ever seen. It strikes chords and runs an eerie parallel not only to the issues facing our society today, but also how so many people use their positions to instill hatred and fear to the people they lead with their own stubborn, hateful acts because they believe they are 'doing God's work'.

Please make time to see the 'The Crucible'  at the Grand. It runs now through March 24.

Curtain is promptly at 7:30 p.m. at The Grand Theatre, 1575 S. State St., Salt Lake City
$10-$24. Call 801-957-3322 or visit http://www.the-grand.org/ for more information.

Monday, March 12, 2012

sitting waiting wishing

I've decided there's something worse than rejection. Waiting to find out if you've been rejected or not. I especially hate when they say you'll hear something Saturday, Sunday, or Monday at the latest. We all know you're gonna let us know on Monday, so why make us torture ourselves the other two days? If I didn't know better I'd say it's because they enjoy watching us squirm. Too bad for you you haven't seen me every time my phone 'pings' with an email notification...it's quite funny. (Yes, I probably should turn the notifications off-at least through tonight, but then I would resort to manually checking it every five minutes. I'll take the small heart-attack with each 'ping!' over being called obsessive...)

Seriously.

Yes, I'm still waiting to find out if I've earned the privilege of playing the Narrator in 'Joseph' or not. I wish I didn't care about this so much-it would make waiting SO much easier...my man Jack has been running through my head all day...enjoy.

(At least I can take comfort in the fact that I WILL know by the end of tonight as the read-through is tomorrow...right?)

Thursday, March 08, 2012

stage fright

Auditioning is one of the few things that makes me look forward to visiting my lady doctor.
Auditioning is scary, stressful, and a great way to get your hopes super high one minute, and completely dashed the next.
Unfortunately for me if I want to perform it's a necessary evil. What's even more unfortunate is I have performance anxiety of sorts. I don't know what to make of it. I can get up and perform in front of hundreds of people I don't know and not bat an eyelash. In fact-I actually LOVE the rush I get right before I go out. But put me in a little room with a panel of people (friend or not)? I experience a Pavlovian response and CHOKE, no matter how prepared I am. It's quite frustrating.

Tuesday night I had an audition. This time it's for 'Joseph' with Murray City. I was nervous, but I was ready. Monologue down? Check. Song ready to go? Check. Nerves in control? Hell no. Doesn't matter how many breathing exercises I do, or what I picture when I'm up there (FYI usually Disneyland or Mr. Wonderful), that I've worked with these people before, or that they know me, they like me, and they know the awesome I am capable of. Without fail I let my nerves and insecurities take over and I choke. Every. effing. time.

My awesome friend Steve was there accompanying me. He has helped me with my audition anxiety and he said this was the best audition he'd ever seen me have, so there may be hope yet. But I am my own worst critic and all I can think about is I NAILED my monologue, but my singing left something to be desired. Hello? Miss Kristen are you a dope? I'm a singer first and foremost. It's what I DO---yet I couldn't find the notes OR the timing? Gah. They didn't say anything to me after, but I'm pretty sure they're waiting until auditions finish tonight to make any announcements. I'm trying really really hard not to get my hopes up, but we'll see. Either way it is what it is and I'll keep you posted for sure.

Monday, February 13, 2012

receiving line comments: Spitfire

Well folks, another show has come and gone. For those of you who showed us some love--THANK YOU. For those who didn't-well it's your loss.

I'm a swiper (and incapable of creative thoughts of my own...) and I'm copying my sweet sweet Larissa. You see, she's started recording the things people say to her in the receiving line. I got a few during my most recent run with Spitfire. So many that I can't remember them all and I WISH I had written them all down. Here are the few I do remember off the top of my head:

  • "You nailed the busy-body type"
  • "I hope you're not that bad in real life"
  • "Your hair is so shiny" No joke I was told this QUITE a few times.
  • "Do you color it?" Asked this after above comment.
  • Have you ever been to Manilla? The postmistress there is JUST like you!
  • "I hated you" (I hope it was Effy they hated and not me...)
  • "You were just so obnoxious...it made me so mad!"
  • "You have such a great voice!" (Said to Mason-our Eli-who says NOTHING the duration of the show...everyone thought they were so funny.)
  • "How in the world do you all keep your voices warm?"
  • "What great comic relief you were!"
  • "I could listen to you sing all day."-Aww thanks!!
  • "I just loved to hate you."
  • "Every time you came on stage I couldn't stop giggling."
  • "You were just so fun to watch! You looked like you had so much fun!"
  • "You all sounded so great together."-I'm assuming they were referring to Act 2's opener 'Come Alive Again'
  • "I had never heard of this show, but I'm so glad I came! It was so good!"
Those were the few I could remember, but everyone who left seemed to really have a good time. I'm grateful for everyone who came out to support us and I hope you all had as much fun watching as I did performing. I truly believe this show was Kismet; we all clicked and got along so well. Although it was so stressful in the beginning it was also so much fun and one of the best theatre experiences ever. I will miss it and my wonderful cast mates, but I'm ready for my life to be my own again, to have my weekends back to actually go on dates with Mr. Wonderful, and tap. Can I just say how excited I am to see my tap peeps again!? I have missed them so!

Friday, January 13, 2012

a desperate theatre zombie plea

Few words strike fear into the heart of an actor like 'tech week'. The fear is even more intense when you've only had three weeks of full-time rehearsals and your first run through of the show is on your preview night. On the other hand, only actors can know the satisfaction that comes after a particularly stressful (and rough) tech week and preview, knowing that it will only get better from there. Yes, I look like (and feel) an extra off of 'The Walking Dead', but you know what? It's worth it.

Once again here is my plea. PLEASE come see 'The Spitfire Grill'. I will warn you-due to a positive but crazy rehearsal experience and essentially putting an entire show together in three weeks-the first few performances will be especially rough, but I promise there is a diamond underneath just waiting to shine--and boy oh boy it will. Please come and support me, the Empress, and most importantly this AMAZING show. It is our 2012 season opener and we have been all but forgotten. There has been NO marketing and we need butts in the seats. Then we need those butts to go out and tell other butts to come sit in the seats too. We need YOU to help spread the word. Bribe them with 2 for 1 tickets when they use 'coffecups' at the box office or online if you have to. Just PLEASE help! 

More than anything I am worried people will miss this show simply because they didn't know about it. I know you all can't come, but you all can help spread the word. It takes next to no time to send out a mass email (Empress ,Facebook)--people do it for stupid stuff, why not do it for something that's important to a friend? I would do it for you. *oh yeah, I SO went there.

Ok, I promise that's it for the shameless plug, and my next post won't be quite so desperate.

Friday, January 06, 2012

say whatcha want, say whatcha will...

Something's cooking at the Spitfire Grill!!!



Percy Talbot has just been released from a five year prison sentence and she is trying to find a place for a fresh start. Based on a page from an old travel book, travels to the small town of Gilead, Wisconsin. The local sheriff, Joe Sutter, who is also Percy’s parole officer, finds her a job at Hannah’s Spitfire Grill – the only eatery in this struggling town. The Spitfire Grill is for sale, but with no interested buyers, Hannah decides to raffle it off. Entry fees are one hundred dollars and the best essay on why you want the grill wins. Soon, mail is arriving by the wheelbarrow full and things are definitely getting hot at the Spitfire Grill.
This musical triumph is an inspiring celebration of fresh starts, frienship, and the power of what one person can do.

Directed by Shawn Maxfield and featuring the talents of Mia Detton, Brittany Boynton, Lindsay Boucher, Jacob Clark, Shawn Maxfield, and Kristen Fox this is a show you don't want to miss!!

'The Spitfire Grill' runs January 13-February 11 on Fridays, Saturdays, and Mondays at 7:30 pm. There will be a matinee on Saturday February 11. Tickets are $12.00 on Friday and Saturday evenings and $10.00 on Monday evenings.

Use 'coffeecup' at the box office any time during the run for 2 for 1 tickets!

We are having a hard time getting the word out on this great great great show.

PLEASE help by coming to see us and then spreading the word! It is such a great show with so much heart. If you can't come but you're on Facebook please join the event and invite your friends.

https://www.facebook.com/TheEmpressTheatre#!/events/319716504717731/

I know I sound a little (ok, a lot) like a clingy girlfriend, but I'm proud of this show and the talent I get to share the stage with. I want everyone who can to come see it, but we need help getting the word out and getting butts in the seats...PLEASE HELP!!!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

burning the candle at both ends

I either did the coolest-or dumbest thing ever...
I know you're all thinking that's not possible, but believe me friends. It is. It really is.

Monday while I was at caroler rehearsal I received a text from my good friend Don Quixote that read:

"Are you familiar with the musical 'The Spitfire Grill'"?

Not sure where this was headed I replied "I'm not, but I can be if you need me to be. What's up?"

Well, my friends it turns out that he is directing this show and would like me to play the role of Effie. I must admit I know very little about this show, and although it's been well-received everywhere there's not much information on the interwebs. My friend Piano Man assures me that this is a wonderful ensemble show and Effie is a role I would be stupid to pass up. A non-ensemble role that the director wants me for? Without an audition? I know I'm fiercely talented and I deliver when it counts, but I also know I am no good at auditioning. This makes earning the right to deliver on stage difficult. I've had a few close friends who have seen me audition confirm this to me too so I know it's not just my perception.

With that being said: of course I'm gonna do it!

Here comes the stupid part.

Rehearsals will start while I'm in the middle of Candlelight Christmas. This going right along with fitting in a post-Christmas jaunt to St George with Mr. Wonderful, my own Christmas celebrations, shopping, altering my caroler dress-oh I didn't mention that? Well for the first time EVER the damn thing is too big in the bodice and has to be taken in. Like TEN INCHES. I'm not joking. The thing is HUGE. Thank goodness I was born into a sewing family. Oh and did I also mention we're singing for the FIRST PRESIDENCY now too? Well we are. Oh, and I'm still a day late and a dollar short on my music. Ack.

Phew. Now that I'm looking at it, that's a lot-and I'm not even trying to fit in silly stuff like the gym, eating, or sleep. This is the first time I have been grateful Mr. Wonderful is now on swing shift at work-I don't have to feel guilty for neglecting him.

Don Quixote is wonderful and must really want me, because even with the uncertainty of my schedule he said we'll make it work. I'm excited...well excited and scared. Ok. Mostly scared that in my inability to say "no" I've bitten off more than I can chew and am now just waiting for it all to explode on me. But come on. I've gotta do it, right? RIGHT? I'm not complaining, I promise. I'm just not sure how this all happened to me. This sort of thing never happens to people like me. I'm the one who's looking for things to do, not how to make them all fit. I'm awed and flattered and have had my ego sufficiently stroked-all at once.

We shall see if it's epic or just an epic fail.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Hairspray in Sandy

Last night I had the opportunity to see ‘Hairspray’ at the Sandy Amphitheatre. For those of you who have never been to a show at the Sandy Amphitheatre-GO. It is a beautiful, well-maintained venue; although it is not used exclusively for theatre productions it has garnered quite the reputation for being the anti-community theatre theatre. I love that you can tell Sandy is one of the few cities in the valley who not only supports their Arts Council, they take pride in it as well. I was using cast comps, but tickets are a bit on the expensive side, $13.00-15.00 for Premium Seating, or General Admission lawn seating for $7.00-and just as nice-or so I’m told. Based on my Type A nit pickiness ‘Hairspray’ was definitely not Sandy’s best production, but it was far from being one of the worst.

‘Hairspray’ is the story of Tracy Turnblad, a cute, spunky, open-minded teenage girl growing up in segregated Baltimore circa 1960. For those of you unfamiliar with the story, click here.

I decided to spare Mr. Wonderful and brought my Theatre Husband, Sparky. We were immediately captivated by the old clips from “Leave It to Beaver”, “The Beverly Hillbillies”, and commercials from the 60’s projected in black and white onto a retro TV screen backdrop. This provided the perfect way for me to slip into the ambiance being created.

My only complaint for the pre-show was I was told only one playbill was allowed per couple. Seriously?! I kind of understand the waste not, want not mentality, but I was still a little peeved regardless. Theatre Husband and I both enjoy reading through our programs and chatting about who we know before the show starts, and this is difficult to do with only one program. I am usually one of the patrons who will give my program back to be recycled if it’s made available, so I don’t understand why they don’t just do that instead of rationing them. I think now would be a good time to apologize for not using the character names of the actors rather than their real names, but I let Theatre Husband take our program home to add to his collection and the cast list is giving me error pages.  

The TV I mentioned earlier played a central role during the Corny Collins Show. At first glance I thought it was another projection of pre-recorded material, but then I realized the TV camera on stage was in fact a working prop, and I was watching “live TV”. The little touches helped engage me further in the show. The rest of the set was lovely and built on wheeled platforms that made for seamless and fast set changes (kudos to the tech crew from a fellow techie!), but the height of some sets wobbled severely any time an actor was on them (particularly the jail cell bars and Turnblad home), taking me out of the show each time it waved at me.

The costumes were very well done, and there was enough diversity that I could focus on the story and not be distracted by the matchy-matchy costumes. Penny and Velma’s costumes were amazing- every single one of their best features was played up in each one. All I could do was watch in envy and WISH I looked as fabulous as they did. As wonderful as they looked I only wish a particular blue and white feather costume covered the tattoos on one of the principles. It may not have been an issue for those in the back-but being front and center I was able to see them and it took me right out of the finale.

I was there primarily to support my friend Courtney playing Amber Von Tussle. She had the bratty part down, but I wanted her to be more entitled and snobby. I still enjoyed her performance. I HATED her wig. It was just so HUGE, BLONDE, and OBNOXIOUS. I kept looking at it wondering how in the world Tracy was consistently put in detention for her hairstyle of choice-because it was a "monumental hair-don't" but there was hair on that stage that was much, much worse. A few cast members whose natural hair was distracting, but Amber and Motormouth Maybelle’s wigs took the cake here. They were just too big and over the top-detracting so much from both actor's performances. When I wasn’t feeling that both Courtney and Maybelle were being hindered or upstaged by those awful masses of yellow hair I was waiting for them to fall right off.

The actress who played Tracy was good-although I wanted her to be a little more energetic, a little beltier with her songs, and more than anything I wanted her to stop smiling. Not because it wasn’t ADORABLE, but because every time she smiled (which was any time she was on stage) I felt that it was forced and a little fake. For me, Tracy needs to be someone likable-someone you would want as a friend, and I caught myself a few times thinking she was neither. She is a very talented girl so I am going to say she was tired last night-and leave it at that.

Edna Turnblad is far and away one of my favorite roles. I don’t know if it’s because it’s a drag role, she’s more on the robust side, or if it’s because she’s just so darn likable, but I just love her. The actor playing Edna last night? He was perfect-and he had a set of legs that every woman only wishes she had. I know I did.

The pairing of actors for Seaweed and Penny was good, and they were both great alone, but together I didn’t believe that they were in love. They were missing something. I wanted Penny's freak flag to fly a little higher in the end, but I still enjoyed her character choice.

The ensemble was well-rounded and fun to watch, although I kept sensing that though they had ten weeks of rehearsal a lot of the actors (principals included) weren’t as strong on their singing and dancing as they should have been. Too often I saw cast members watching the stronger dancers for choreography help. The singing faltered a lot-almost like they were supposed to be singing harmony and forgot, but rather than go to the melody they began mouthing the words. This usually isn’t a problem, unless you're mic-ed like these actors were.

There were many great casting choices, but there was really only one character I didn't like. Velma. She was just so loud and brash-I wanted to see a conniving, scheming, grown version of Amber. I kept feeling she was trying to steal every scene she was in and I hated her for all the wrong reasons. On a positive note she did have an amazing figure and some of the best costumes of the night.

Throughout the evening I kept feeling like the majority of the cast was merely ‘calling in’ their performance. Those who weren’t blase' were just too corny, too over the top, making things look disjointed as a result. I don’t know if it was being outside in the muggy night air, because it was a Monday night, or if they were just finally at the point where they were ready to be finished with the run, but it was very distracting. The finale was fun to watch, but I wanted to see the energy crescendo through the show to the end, but instead I left feeling it had fizzled-with one exception.

When Maybelle sings “I Know Where I’ve Been” I had gooseflesh up both arms and tears in my eyes-it was just so moving. I believed her pain, her hope, and her courage. She made me, an extremely boring white girl from Salt Lake-feel what it must’ve been like for a black person before the Civil Rights Movement.
The story of love, friendship, and acceptance resonated with me last night. In spite of my nit-pickiness it is a well-put together show and is worth your time. Just make sure you choose your seat carefully. The closer you are the easier it is to notice the little unnecessary things as well as experiencing sensory overload.

Sandy City’s ‘Hairspray’ runs this Wednesday August 24th through Saturday August 27th

Thursday, August 11, 2011

everybody's a critic

I may have just done the best or worst thing.


I just applied to be a critic for the Utah Theater Bloggers Association. I figure since I see shows, I'm in shows, I have an opinion on shows, and I write this witty and well-followed blog I am clearly qualified to throw in my two cents worth, right? *sarcasm*

The more I think about it I think I just shot my community theatre career in the foot...dammit.


Wednesday, July 20, 2011

self help

Why do self-help books have such a stigma? I realize there are some that are nothing but a load of garbage, the covers alone BEG for judgement and public ridicule, but I would like to think most are helpful to those that read them and actually apply its teachings.

After my recent audition fails I have decided to seek out some additional help. Help to figure out why someone as fantastically talented as I am is constantly failing to land the roles my little heart desires. I ventured to the library yesterday feeling oh so smart that I still remembered how to find things using the Dewey Decimal System. That smugness was quickly erased when I found the book I was searching for-and I headed to check out.
Although I knew I was being silly and no one cared why I was there, let alone what I was looking for-I couldn't help but feel like everyone was suddenly watching me and judging me for admitting my weakness and checking out a self-help book. Don't worry. I kept my head held high. ;)

Honestly I would have rather been back in Walmart the time I had to purchase "mic covers" (condoms for you non-thespians) for Man of La Mancha. There's nothing quite like a little Mormon girl carrying around four huge boxes of condoms at her local Walmart just WAITING for someone she knows to run into her-because who would REALLY believe they were for what she said they were for? Not to mention all the questionable looks I received from complete strangers-those made me laugh inside.

The book in question?


Hopefully the anxiety was worth it and I will have some insight to my current situation...

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

mili vanilli ain't got nothin on me

I have a confession to make.





I haven't been as good at learning the music in my current show. (Shameless plug: All Shook Up! opens THIS Friday! Click here for details.) Now in my defense I know MOST of the harmonies, MOST of the words, and I know when I'm supposed to sing said most words...but between blink-and-you'll-miss-it music rehearsals, an UNHEARD OF super strong alto section that ROCKS, but sucks for me, the struggling second-read: harmonizing therefore more difficult soprano, ZERO spare time, and no access to a piano to try and pick out my notes in said zero spare time I had just been fudging it-or what us thespians like to call-fudging it. This is the worst prepared I have ever been, but aside from being more solid on the words there's not a whole lot I can do on notes---unless I develop perfect pitch magically overnight. I HAD just planned to continue fudging it.

Last night that all changed. My dear, sweet bosom friend informed me I will be wearing a microphone for a bulk of the show. To which my reply was "you know I'm just in the chorus, right?" Apparently I have one of the better voices in the cast (REALLY? Like I didn't know that already. I kid, I KID!) and they have spares, so we're going to help add volume to the choral numbers...I haven't been mic-ed in a show since 2008...oi. Oh, and remember said notes I know most of the time? Well I've been known to go mute on the ones I'm unsure of as to not be the sore thumb. Yeah, that's pretty much impossible now...

So wish me luck as I now spend the next four days cramming more music into my already over-filled, over-worked, and over-tired brain.

On the plus side you now have an even BETTER reason to come see the show. It's called your friend Miss Kristen, the mic-ed train wreck. ;)

Thursday, July 07, 2011

top ten

Tuesday night I got suckered into a late-night, post rehearsal Village Inn run. This morning I got to thinking, and I realized have certain "tells" for when I'm doing a show. So now for your reading enjoyment here's my Musical Theatre Top Ten (in no particular order):


10. The term, "I can't that night, I have rehearsal" becomes a conversation staple.
9. You start to forget what your friends look like.
8. Anxiety sets in at the mere mention of "Tech Week".
7. You don't have time to wash your unders so instead you buy new ones.
6. The only thing that gets done around the house is feeding the pets-and that's only because you don't want to be responsible for the death of a living thing.
5. You begin to contemplate how you will maneuver the sweaty, speed of light costume changes. You also have no problem asking people to help you get undressed.
4. Your diet consists of anything you can get from a drive-up window.
3. You begin to shamelessly plug your show every opportunity you get. All Shook Up! Get the details here. (fun side note-I was told last night I'm so fun to watch---come see for yourself!)
2. You have mic tape residue on odd places on your body days after you thought you got it all off.
1. Walking into public places in full stage makeup and hair, and wearing clothes you wouldn't NORMALLY go out in-ie shorts, cami, button up shirt and fishnets--true story--and just laugh at the funny looks you get instead of being self-conscious.

Honorary Mention: You begin to dream the show and wake up with the music (particularly the trouble spots) stuck in your head.