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9/11/2007 5:20:58 AM
Green in the Green Room
So what's it about the Green Room. Is it really green or is it just the color of the nausea it inflicts on the impending artist?
Sure, they come in all shade of grey, and reflect all the hyperactivity and solidity of the pumped up artist in his divide between giving a great performance and tripping over the leads and falling face first into the "most important person" on set. A virtual world of crazy and somewhat unbelievable antics which hide the nervousness of the soul beneath.
Will it go OK, or will there be wardrobe malfunction and a wetting of the pants, right in the middle of the most needed stepping stone of the career to date ?
It's sometimes nice to be an observer, to sit quietly and have nothing riding on the ventures of the "one who is before the alter" and the plethora of various persons whose job I haven't quite yet figured out.. To sit and reflect, and quietly amuse oneself with the variety of little snacky things which drop crumbs down your shirt, and an array of alcoholic beverages which, lit together, could be used to provide light to the third world. Of course there is not only one artist, but several, each providing conviviality and mutual support to the next sacrificial lamb to be torn apart by the bottom feeders of the entertainment media in tomorrow's early edition. But it's OK....just breath.
With the performances over, and the usual hospitality, it is now time to kick back and dissect the whole deal for artistic creativity and badly needed support to the ego. The hangers on now seem to have grown, and are milling around the chosen ones, chasing them from one corner to the other, spitting crumbs on them as they share some of the glowing in the lamplight. As the one who is sitting down, contemplating the ritual which resembles a bad mating season, it is amusing to be confronted by a pretty young thing who sits down with the question "Are you OK,?" The answer must be, having just realized that it's not the done thing to sit down and relax in a room of hyperactivity, is "Oh sure, long day" This pleases her sense of community spirit and with a smile she wanders off to interact with the next more interesting person on the agenda.
Another beer ? No, it's time to find the dearly beloved, go home and take a vitamin pill with lots of water, and shake the crumbs from the underpants.............
cheers, niteshift
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niteshift
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9/11/2007 12:13:48 PM
Hey Verity,
Yeah, it's easy to get jaded, but it's still a lot of fun. I reckin I'm having more fun now than I did 10 yrs ago. Free beers, and I don't even have to perform !
As a bloke that used to perform in piano bars ( one song, one free beer OK? ) it is different seeing both sides of the spectrum. Cocoa ? Not quite yet, but I'm working on it. :)
cheers, niteshift
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9/11/2007 12:23:10 PM
Hey Larree,
Green buds ? Hmm, don't trip over the cords buddy, not a good look.
Bet you got lots of them crumbs in your underpants. Green buds and free food........paradise !
cheers, niteshift
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