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Mar. 13th, 2009 11:15 pmThe Harold student show was tonight. All in all, I suspect it was decent. People laughed. I ended doing more of the Harold than I'd intended because I didn't get out of the way on sweep edit in time. (In certain contexts, if someone walks across the stage, they are sweeping away the old scene and starting a new one. If you don't get off stage in time, congratulations, you're in the new scene. There are no mistakes. You intended to stay on stage.) On the other hand, it all seemed to have worked out ok. I do need to internalize everything I know about improv scene work so that I can just do it. (e.g., I think I committed an unintentional denial with a bit of wordplay that completely did not work. Oops. We recovered from my slip up though.)
Right now, the Harold is a lot of thinking because you have to keep so much stuff in your head. I always wish I could do a Harold to throw away, then do a Harold for real. Miracles of miracles though, we tied all the plot threads together at the end. However, we never made it back to our original suggestion. (And, as usual, I could never have predicted what the audience suggested: Easter Island.) I've never actually seen a Harold that managed to tie all the improvised scenes back to the original suggestion. I'm sure if I watch enough Harolds, I'll see one.
Anyway, an actual, seasoned Harold team, Rondo, followed us. They were absolutely awesome. Everyone was always on the same page as everyone else. They turned their rare miscues into opportunities for more game playing and humor. They always hit the game of their scenes and heighten the game in interesting ways. Watching them is always a "Oh, that's how you do it!" session for me.
(In case you haven't noticed, apparently, the way I enjoy improv is to break it down and put it back together as it's happening in front of me. This can make my descriptions of what happens at an improv show awfully clinical, but I'm having fun. Really!)
Next up, a week's worth of rehearsals and a choir concert. I really like the music we're singing, especially the Finzi Requiem da Camera. It should be a lot of fun.
(Yes, Clarion is supposed to tell me one way or the other by or on the 20th. However, all I can really do there is wait. I really wanted to do something else though so I bought a pint of ice cream. If I don't get in, I eat the ice cream as consolation. If I do get in, I eat the ice cream as celebration. Either way, at some point, I'm having ice cream. Actually, I bought two pints. One for each Clarion.)
Right now, the Harold is a lot of thinking because you have to keep so much stuff in your head. I always wish I could do a Harold to throw away, then do a Harold for real. Miracles of miracles though, we tied all the plot threads together at the end. However, we never made it back to our original suggestion. (And, as usual, I could never have predicted what the audience suggested: Easter Island.) I've never actually seen a Harold that managed to tie all the improvised scenes back to the original suggestion. I'm sure if I watch enough Harolds, I'll see one.
Anyway, an actual, seasoned Harold team, Rondo, followed us. They were absolutely awesome. Everyone was always on the same page as everyone else. They turned their rare miscues into opportunities for more game playing and humor. They always hit the game of their scenes and heighten the game in interesting ways. Watching them is always a "Oh, that's how you do it!" session for me.
(In case you haven't noticed, apparently, the way I enjoy improv is to break it down and put it back together as it's happening in front of me. This can make my descriptions of what happens at an improv show awfully clinical, but I'm having fun. Really!)
Next up, a week's worth of rehearsals and a choir concert. I really like the music we're singing, especially the Finzi Requiem da Camera. It should be a lot of fun.
(Yes, Clarion is supposed to tell me one way or the other by or on the 20th. However, all I can really do there is wait. I really wanted to do something else though so I bought a pint of ice cream. If I don't get in, I eat the ice cream as consolation. If I do get in, I eat the ice cream as celebration. Either way, at some point, I'm having ice cream. Actually, I bought two pints. One for each Clarion.)
