So I’m doing spotlight for a show, and afterward I’m just hanging out in my little stand watching as all the actors get greeted and praised, as one does. Then, one little kid, maybe 10-12, comes up to me and says,
“You did a good job on the spot. They really don’t give you as much credit as they should.” And I was surprised a kid paid that much attention to tech, as usually they’re focused on the actors. We talked for a little, then he went over to our sound director and the sound director showed him how everything worked. After when his parents went to take him home, he was saying how he wanted to do tech now too 😭💚
I think it’s so sweet to see as you always see kids who realize they want to act, but it’s not often you see tech kids discover their passion.
I like listening to your voice over the coms, when we shouldn’t be talking, and you’re whispering like you’ll get killed if Adam finds you hunched over your mic telling me stupid jokes.
I like your voice when it’s all staticky and rough over these cheap Shein headsets any toddler could get for Christmas, and even though I know you inside out, it gives me whiplash to hear you so crisp and clear again.
I like your voice when you’re explaining the spotlights to me, two floors standing between us like a barricade, you have no idea what you’re doing, and I’m just listening.
I like your voice when I’m stumbling up the steep catwalk stairs, gasping for air, while you giggle into the mic and give me instructions on what to turn off. It’s my 8th time climbing up and down and I know you get off on making me pissed.
I like your voice when I get the gist, but you stumble over your words and vomit them out comically. I know what you mean but I hang onto every letter like I’ll never see you again. Trust me, I know the order.
It’s 1, 2, 3, then 3, 2, 1.
I like your voice when it’s just us.
I like your voice when we’re in a crowded room.
I like your voice when you drink tea and burn your tongue, screaming like a little girl for an ice cube or napkin of some sorts.
I like your voice when you go into character, soaking in every bit of consciousness you have and throwing it out to be some rich snob in Gucci gloves. Your head tilted towards the ceiling like you own the theater itself, one foot in front of the other…
I like your voice when you’re tired and drowsy and I like it when you don’t take your meds.
I like your voice over a landline in Tokyo and I like your voice right in my ear.
Seeing Beetlejuice the musical tonight and I'm genuinely so scared because I know so many acting and technical techniques now and it might not be magical :(
