Dear Diary,
I just finished lunch and I'm back here in the coolness of the theater. With the taste of vegan salad with peanut sauce still in my mouth, I sit here marveling at the sensual experience of this theatre experience. I can hear the box office crew chatting and busily preparing for the show that is going to be starting in less than four hours. The band is sounding so phenomenal, they are distracting me. So much talent!
The sounds of hammers pounding, drills drilling and saws buzzing are adding their own texture to the music. Maggie Lee, one of our sound directors...
(More distraction: Get Off by Prince is up in the house as I type this..."23 positions in a one night stand..." squirrel!)
...where was I? Oh yes. Maggie asks me to stand in a particular spot on the stage so she could adjust the lights. While I was standing there, I asked the guy drilling what he was doing.
"Making a couch," he replied nonchalantly.
"Like you do," I said, remembering the portal of shower-curtain like glittery awesomeness that I mentioned earlier. Turns out his name is Banton and he's no virgin. He's been banging away on the design team for quite some time.
While I was chatting with him, Maggie was atop a high ladder, helping me find my light. I think that's what everyone at 14/48 does best: Help each other find their light. It's fucking beautiful.
From the land of 1000 crushes and deflowering,
Kymber
PS, If you're stalking me and peeping into my diary, you should totally come to the shows tonight at 8:00 or 10:30. You will be altered in the most wonderful way.
3 comments:
Squirrel! (Nice placement, by the way. Gett Off really is the last great Prince single…
Thanks. I did that for you, as you know.
Yeah, back when Prince wasn't a freak.
Well, a different kind of freak...
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