Music today, and wrestling. Poor Sam was having to wrestle himself and we could offer ideas but largely he was stuck with it. Five of us and currently we are making the ring which needs four. Stone discussion about whether we make a triangular ring so I’m free as Le Beaux to referee/hold signifiers. The game is always about keeping the characters alive in some way when we step out of them. All five of us are multi-roling and we all know that it is not satisfying when we lose somebody completely. At this stage, much better to make things difficult for ourselves. We might end up cutting loads of this work but we have to try the work to work out what we’re gonna cut. I have a feeling it might just end up as Sam without a ring swirling scarves, but we need to get to that stage first.
For me this first pass is about finding the general shape and then we can dig in dig in dig in.
It’s a really lovely room.
The afternoon involved Tom, our musician, who has composed some pieces for us. We booked him before we started as we all knew that the music was gonna be crucial for this piece. It’s a pastoral. I’m gonna be travelling with an accordion again and actually maybe the shit one I’ve got that only does major chords will suffice. It’ll save me a chunk of money if so. Tom is an ex Guildhall lad, ten years after me. A few of the recent companies have used him. He gets the game.
This is gonna be a lovely show but there’s a ton of work first, and we still have the uncertainty as some of the company have had visa application “rejected pending social media check” which isn’t as bad as it sounds – it is standard practice. I’m happy to trust we will all get through.
I’m exhausted now though as had to Uber to The Globe right away and do a White Rabbit. Haven’t been paid for most of them, or my big recent clearance job where I laid down literally thousands in expenses. I’ve got more outstanding right now than I’ve had outstanding in my life and my overdrafts are becoming relevant. In some ways it is heartening to know it’s coming but in others its fucking terrifying cos everything is on trust. Money money money. Meh.
I’m just gonna bath, sleep, and trust.
AlBarclay 