Wherein I decide I do not want to be an actor
Monday February 7, 2005 – 10:48 pmMe and Eric and Geoff went to see a play tonight (=last night) called "Gagarin Way", at A Red Orchid Theater. I feel like such a hick ‘cuz I never see plays. If I do, I tend to like anything I see, and I sure liked this one a lot. Eric says they’re not always this good though, heheh. (Meaning plays in general, that you might see out in the wild.) Those were some good actors fer sure. How do they do that? I sure couldn’t do that shit for five minutes much less five nights a week for an hour and a half. Tuning out a whole audience fulla people and remembering all them damn lines and making it look like it’s REAL and all… it’s crazy. I guess it’s like me remembering all those lyrics and being able to tune out all those people talking while I’m trying to play… shit, at least nobody’s talking while they’re trying to act!! That would suck!!! But still, I think my job’s a helluva lot easier. Because I’m allowed to screw up. I can take swigs of beer between songs, I can make up jokes, I can reply to hecklers, I can change my setlist if I forget the first line of a song, I can alter my performance a million ways and get away with it. But if you did the same thing as an stage actor, you’d be screwing up the play. I don’t think I could be a frickin’ actor, dude. That’d be rough.






