I realize it has been a long time since I’ve posted anything here. I sometimes rely entirely too much on my outside presence to speak for me when I have my own domain and website on my own server.
Under the “administrivia” column, I updated WordPress YET AGAIN. Geez, when does it ever end? And heavens, it had better NOT be for yet ANOTHER freakin’ security bug! Le sigh.
However, I will speak to another part of myself about which I have not written much on the Internet, other than in passing as one of my many interests. Those of you who have known me for the past five to ten years have known me either as an IT professional, a web/mail/domain host, a network/system administrator, an on-site technician and consultant, anime and manga junkie, and of course, a gamer. Those of you who have known me for much longer, like the past twenty to thirty years, have known not only the computer part (which has remained constant since 1980) but my years in theatre and music.
This past weekend, I was up in Sacramento helping a childhood friend fix a laptop stricken by a rogue antivirus program along with helping Mom with this and that. I then heard that River City Theatre Company was showing “Seussical Musical”. I was in time for its closing weekend, watching the matinee. I went there and took in a wonderful show. I also caught up with some people I hadn’t seen in twenty years, either parents or kids (some of those kids are now parents themselves!).
While I enjoyed the show, I felt a very strong feeling of melancholy. I watched a lot of magic take place, well in-tune with the show’s main theme, “Oh, The Thinks You Can Think!” I began to think back to those days when I was actually part of that magic.
The thing to remember is that while I have been to many plays, most of those times do not involve me being in the audience. I am either in the control booth operating lights or sound, backstage handling props and set pieces, helping people in and out of costume, or, far more commonly, on-stage performing. When I was there, I watched a show come to life on stage in much the same way many of the shows I’ve performed in. However, I have not been very deeply involved with a theatre production of any kind in any capacity since as far back as 1994, when I ran sound for a local theater which seats 50, called The Show Below, situated in the basement of a beautiful Victorian house at the corner of 15th and L Streets in downtown Sacramento for a show called “Moon Over the Brewery”. My last acting gig was for a production of “Bye Bye Birdie”, playing Mr. McAfee, which was with the abovementioned River City Theatre Company. While not all theatre is musical (“Moon Over the Brewery” is one example; the show Mom recently designed costumes for, “Eight Views of the Tower Bridge”, itself performed just west of the eponymous structure in nearby West Sacramento, is another).
My most recent credit was in City Theatre’s production of “Eight Views of the Tower Bridge” as part of the costuming department. In one day, I drove all over Sacramento looking for costume pieces while Mom and her colleagues were putting the final touches on, or making repairs to, costumes for the show that would open in a few weeks’ time, putting about a hundred or so miles on her 2007 Hyundai Sonata, using about half a tank of gas. It may not seem like much, but I felt part of a theatre production again after so long.
However, I need to get back to my real passion: performing. There’s nothing more satisfying–dare I even say, electrifying–than actually being on stage, performing in front of an audience. Those of you who have performed on stage will know what I mean. It all goes back to something one of my early mentors Alex Urban once said, when you’re on stage, you are transported to another world, the world in which the work you’re performing is set. I knew I missed performing. Having been to these recent performances–as well as watching a “virtual” one which I will get to shortly–really brought home how much I truly missed it.
Another passion I’ve had since I was a child was music. I love listening to it, then later on, performing it. During my high school years, in parallel to my theatre career, I played clarinet (soprano and bass) in marching band and wind ensemble. And then there was another form of music I wouldn’t get to until a bit later, singing. I’d had many singing parts in my theatre career, the first of which being Motel Kamzoil from Fiddler on the Roof. Once I started that part, I began to really fully enjoy theatre. Another thing I did was performed with a madrigal choir in 1993 which served as pre-show entertainment for what was known at the time as Shakespeare in the Park, so named because it took place beneath the night skies in an amphitheater in William Land Park. I also performed with a small group in 1994.
Now that I am back in Fresno, thanks to one of my colleagues in Ani-Jam, I now have a lead to see how I can connect with the theatre community here in Fresno.
Another passion of mine I am in the process of reawakening is that for performance of music.
All through the years, I’ve always listened to music with a very keen ear. I’ve always loved listening to a capella music, especially how various groups would interpret various works. A prime example of which is the King’s Singers’ rendition of many Beatles songs from the slow, legato “Yesterday”, the bright, harmony-laced “Penny Lane” to the rocking-out “Back in the U.S.S.R.” That and of course, choral music performed by choirs, whether professional, student, or amateur. However, nothing could prepare me for what I would watch that weekend, a “virtual choir” consisting of 2052 voices, performing “Sleep” conducted by its composer, Eric Whitacre. What made this unique, perhaps special, was that it was a choir that was made up of people seated at their computers, each turning in one or more (some even performed all eight parts) performances via YouTube, all of which mixed together to form a final piece of music packing enough vocal power to blow anyone away. The visuals are certainly equally stunning. My favorite part is when the piece reaches its climax, using a dramatic shot which pulls out to reveal row upon row of faces of people from all over the world (some of whom you might even know yourself), finally with a long shot of a “constellation” of singers, each of whom, in his or her own way, had come together to make something really special. In the meantime, I’ve already connected with their Facebook group so I can be ready for when the next Virtual Choir project is announced.
Now that I know the nature of this itch I’ve been feeling recently, time to get a-scratchin’!