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Decorated Detroit December 4, 2017

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 1:30 pm
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In traveling for the Wizard of Oz tour, we get to go to some really great places and some places that…aren’t on the radar for must-visit destinations.

Recently, we visited Detroit. The only things I knew about Detroit were that cars got made there and that the economic slumps hit it very hard. While both those things are true, nobody ever mentioned how awesome Detroit is!

The husband and I wandered out of our hotel, just looking to stretch our legs, and we found a huge amount of outdoor art that led us to a Christmas wonderland!

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They had blow-up igloos with table tennis and hot chocolate, a tent decked out to be a ski lodge, and an ice skating under a giant Christmas tree!

So what did these wise actors do on their precious day off? We went ice skating! (more…)

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Skipping a Color December 5, 2015

Being an actor is hard. And it’s not just the uncertainty of future employment, the crazy hours, and constant moving. Just being on stage is hard. It’s hurting feet, tired voices, and sweltering heat. And learning the damn show can be a feat in and of itself.

Yesterday, I opened a kids show. Which is usually no big deal, but we only had like twenty hours to rehearse the thing. And some of the songs are super wordy. I learned the show, no big deal. But there have been times when I thought my head was going to explode if anyone wanted me to learn another lyric.

One of those shows was Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. The girls in that show don’t have a huge amount to do, but with the show I was performing while we were in rehearsal, I was super overwhelmed. And there’s the song with the color list.

It was red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ocher and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve and cream and crimson and silver and rose and azure and lemon and russet and grey and purple and white and pink and orange and blue!

It’s a lot. So I did a very despicable or very smart thing. (more…)

 

The Man in the Woman October 8, 2014

The concept of gay people was never really a thing in my house. I just knew that some boys liked boys and some girls liked girls. And sometimes boys liked to dress up like girls. As a big fan of playing dress up myself, the fact that some boys might also want to play with gold lamé was not strange to me. As long as they didn’t want to borrow my lamé. I was never very good at sharing during dress up time.

One summer, my mother took my Girl Scout troop to see the musical La Cage aux Folles, which is basically the movie The Bird Cage but with songs and boys sliding into splits. If you haven’t seen The Bird Cage, do it now. Right now! It’s brilliant in every way. I love it. Watch it now!

Before my mother took our troop to any show, be it Shakespeare or something with tap shoes, we would always learn about the show first. She’d leave off the ending, but that way we could keep up if things got a little deep.

The basic plot is that a boy falls in love with a conservative girl. His two fathers own a drag club where his mother/father is the star. He wants to hide the gayness from the girl’s parents. Hilarity and love of gays and accepting who you are ensue. (more…)

 

Leaping the Tub May 3, 2014

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There are some scenes in musicals that are just a bad idea. There are some whole shows that are just a bad idea, but that is a topic for another day. There is one Christmas musical called Miracle on 34th Street aka Here’s Love. They changed the title when they figured out that no one wanted to see a Christmas show called Here’s Love.

The show is… interesting. I will grant you that it does have Christmas cheer. And the audiences do love it. But from the actor’s point of view, the show makes your neck do horrible squirmy things at the mere thought of living through Meredith Wilson’s second worst show. It is a miracle to survive Miracle each night. And it’s all because of the parade. (more…)