This is it people. The beginning of the end. Today was our last rehearsal for A Quiet Place. Tomorrow is opening night. Before I know it I’ll be in Vermont and my time in New York will be a distant, smelly memory. It feels like I’ve been here forever, and I’m really looking forward to seeing my children again.
We were called over the weekend and told that our last rehearsal would be a four hour notes session, and not actually music or staging. This was odd, because the show is only three hours long, so even if they went through the entire show it shouldn’t take four hours, right? Hmmmmm. Suspicious.
Well, we believed them, and we stumbled into the theater in our jeans and sneakers, some of us just out of bed perhaps, and plopped ourselves down in preparation for a very long session of notes on the dress rehearsal. But suddenly, out of nowhere……
The director has decided that we should do a full run of the show the day before the opening. Well, let me just tell you, the cast was thrilled. It’s always more exciting to sing a big opera without warming up and dressed for a flag football game.
So we ran the show. No one really sang much, but we at least got to go through the blocking, which was helpful. Folding chairs were thrown, arias were lip-synched, and a good time was had by all. And that’s it. No more rehearsals. Huh. Feels like I just got here.