Intern-al Monologue - Week 6

Woof. That was a week. It was an awesome week, but when I got home on Saturday night, there was nothing I would have rather done than take off my sweaty shoes, flop onto the couch, and watch seven consecutive episodes of Chopped online. Sadly, only five episodes were available for free, but Gordon Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares proved to be a suitable substitute. The night after Riverfest and tech week was just that kind of night.

I know I haven't done behind the scenes content for a while, but that's because we were in full production mode for Hairspray, and full preparation mode for Riverfest, both of which I was thoroughly entrenched in. I thought that I'd share a little bit of the process with you guys while I contemplate the last seven days.

Let's start with Riverfest.


This is where the magic happens.

By magic, of course, I mean list-making and worrying. This is the 'Cabaret Closet,' and deep within its folds lie the tools with which I erected our Riverfest Pavilion.


This is my bin. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My bin is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.

But seriously, folks. This is where a lot of my time has gone for the past few weeks. Just making sure that everything within is ship-shape so we could do our jobs, and make the longest day in my service to the theater easier. Every item therein has been placed just so in order to achieve the optimal state of organization. I have three three ring binders. THAT'S NINE RINGS, PEOPLE. I DO NOT MESS AROUND.


Everything we needed, and then some. Zip ties, first-aid-kits, the whole kit and kaboodle. That white binder held all my printed materials, like drawing tickets and volunteer sign-up forms. I had printed 750 tickets, just to be sure that we would  have enough for this year - Last year, we only had 250 tickets printed, and 611 entrants - I didn't count the tickets we used, but even with 150 more than I thought I'd need, I still had to run back to the theater with Cole and Tyler, two bright-eyed young lads who helped at the booth, to go and print more. (Thanks, guys! You were awesome!) Needless to say, business was booming at our pavilion. Two black binders (not pictured) housed volunteer forms and various plans I had lain out to consult should the need arise. Luckily, everything went off without a hitch.


This is our tent, still boxed and ready to go. I had to pull it, along with a sheet of plexiglass and about 32 square feet of black lattuce out of...

DSC03604 If you want cleanliness, come after we've had time to re-organize everything post-Hairspray.

As I was checking it to make sure everything was in order, one leg of the tent got stuck in the extended position. I must have pounded that thing for half an hour before giving up on it.

I wanted to take loads of pictures during Riverfest, as is my habit but I kind of sort of left my camera in the car for the entire day. You know, a typical intern-level flub. Just trust me, though, the tent looked absolutely glorious; a veritable Palazzo Vecchio among the Riverfest tents.

Now let's talk about Hairspray, shall we?

I was at nearly every dress rehearsal. I have 322 pictures on my camera ALONE. I shudder to think of the number that have found their way onto my hard drive. It's better to have too much than too little, and every picture I've released to the public was hand-picked for aesthetic appeal, relevance, and placement in the story of Hairspray. Here are some that I haven't put up just yet, but I like all the same.

When I wasn't recording content at rehearsal, I was splicing it together to create a trailer.


This, little ones, is what baby trailers look like, before the stork brings them to Youtube.

It took roughly thirty minutes to compress the video from the sixty or so clips I pulled from, and whenever I wanted to change the saturation value on a scene, I had to compress it all over again. If you stare at something long enough (and believe me, I have stared at this trailer) you'll find little flaws nobody else will care about, so I'm sure it's fine. If you have a complaint about it, please never tell me or my perfectionism will force me to change it.

I think that's about it. I've had my head so far buried in production and planning, I never really got a good sense of what else was happening in the theater. Friday was Jessica Setness' last day with us, and I'm really sad to see her go. She was awesome to work with, whenever our jobs brought us together, and I still owe her a coffee from my second day at Lyric. She's moving away to start a new chapter in her life, and we all wish her the best.

Other than that, however, I'm more or less oblivious to what else has been going on in the theater this past week. I'll be back into the ebb and flow of office life soon enough, though, and I'll be able to give you guys and gals a little more to look at next time I post something.

Even thinking about this week is making me tired. I'm going to go swimming.




Eric is a rising Sophomore studying Communications at North Dakota State University.