Ah - I Labelled this Part 3: in 3D, in the style of the JAWS sequels, but the English dudes didn't get it again, still they do my ever developing blogs justice in other areas that don't involve Spurious Intertextuality (yes that's a real term)
Again, Enjoy:
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Yesterday I mentioned that today things would really start to set sail (again - necessary nautical pun) but we've not only set sail but are now hitting 40 knots and ramping tides. After a quick run-through of all the songs, our parts were given out - casting has revealed a quirky but fair-to-say-ingenious selection. I won’t reveal a who's who yet, but I can honestly admit to be thrilled with my part and as is everyone else.
The main event today was the chaotic multi-tasking involved in assembling our show. While rehearsals are happening in the BSR, the assembling of our movable sets and decor continues outside, while in the Cadogan, sound-scaping and stop motion film-making trundles on; there are even some lads running around trying to record the perfect sound for a shark biting off someone's leg.
Meanwhile as the production rumbles headlong, our best efforts are demanded to pick up some wind. The responsibility is on us now to learn our lines, lyrics, dance steps and to piece together a lively period costume from whatever bit of old thread we can find.
This evening we were introduced to our sprunky choreography, seemingly fabricated to embracing the best (well really the worst) of 80s dance trends - there's plenty of stomp 'n clap, a bit of Greased Lightning finger-pointing-wave-pumping, even a Hairspray tail feather wiggle; it's a almost a pity there's no room in JAWS for a run through of the Time Warp*.
Even tonight some of the guys are going out at 11 o'clock and using the school pool to film a vignette to tell the story of the USS Indianapolis, not the best of associations for the pool but you can recognise the dedication of our year to Actiontrack when Max sacrifices time to get in a pool and thrash about when he could be sleeping**
*If you do not know what the Time Warp is, you are dead to me, in fact simply typing that has made me YouTube it straight away - it's like a little goblin that's stuck in your head that constantly makes you smile; the thought of people not being aware of the Time Warp seemingly too saddening to imagine (they might not have it in Venezuela - would Rocky Horror fly over there? Nah it might, but would they bother to dub it or would it even have an audience?)
**No offence intended to Max, but come on man - you spent 18 hours sleeping last Saturday, no joke.
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Are These of Interest in Anyway, Shape or Form?
Description (if necessary): Scattered Shots at Shapes in the Dark / I can have different writing styles / Sometimes when I'm in a Jubilant Mood I write in a Hipster/Energetic way that can have me shoot off different tangents and create my own words / Other times - when I'm a tad Mellon Collie, I'd write in abstract, delayed - almost claustrophic - prose / Like the angry kid who doesn't want to talk with anyone but still has something to say
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