The band's cooking on full heat now saying, "This sounds great, this is gonna be great." They're drawing from a lot of genres tonight, from surf to rap to classic rock. From upstairs earlier I thought they had a record on. They did not.
It's 3:30 and suddenly tech is on: "Nik Perleros, your time starts now."
Meanwhile, from the hallway, a phrase strikes my ear, "Boys, we're going shirtless!"
Activity in all directions, in this labyrinth of a theatre. Everything is suddenly gaining shape, identity, form. Seeing folks trying on different interpretations of lines, phrases, gestures. One of my favorite parts of a day at the 48: Getting up on our feet.
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