Today was the final dress! It’s all over but the cryin’, I suppose, which, now that I think about it, is a very strange expression… Hopefully there will be no crying due to falling off bridges or losing my place with the Maestro or stepping in donkey-doo. Only tears of joy!
(Warning: I’ve had a nap and am now a bit loopy…)
We had almost a full house for the dress today, and boy, was it great! I start the show on the bridge with my back to the audience, but out of the corner of my eye I can see the big red curtain go up (I found myself wondering today if that is electric these days, or if there is still someone in the wings pulling the ropes hand-over-hand), revealing the audience to us and the beautiful set to them. There was applause today for almost every set change of this gorgeous new production.
Little silent opening scene on the bridge, offstage singing, then the “goodbye” scene on the bridge. I wasn’t a bit nervous, didn’t feel the heights at all, stayed connected with the pit and with my YLT, got all the bits with the kissing and the coat, but! as soon as I started going down the stairs, leading me off into the Stage Right wings, my knees started to shake! I have to walk down a ladder (out of sightlines) to get all the way down to floor level, and I was very grateful for the stagehand who was there to steady me. I’m sure Friday’s shakes will be worse, but in a good way; I wonder if they’ll ever go away completely…
To get back to the Artists’ Area from Stage Right, I have to cross through a big open space upstage of the playing area. (This is one of the places the crew will stash the set from Tabarro when they switch to Angelica, and Angelica when they switch to Schicchi, so it doesn’t stay “open” for long.) All alone in my red dress, backstage in this amazing theater, after singing beautiful music with wonderful colleagues, I will confess that I did a little twirl of joy.