Opening night on Friday went almost as well as any opening can. A packed and over-friendly house, the sound was crystal clear, the cast was near-flawless and used the few mistakes they did make, and the audience liked the show.
The Saturday shows also went well, and the Sunday matinee was essentially a sell-out.
The cast is happy. The audiences seem happy. I'm happy.
Happy.
First review was favorable as to my goal for the show. The gentleman made some excellent remarks which I shall incorporate into the book of the next draft for the show. Personally, I don't feel someone has to be familiar with 1970 pop culture to understand the show, but perhaps I expect too much from the under-30 crowd.
I have many ideas for improving the show, but I just feel like doing nothing tonight. We have Monday night off and then six performances over the next five days.
Not looking forward to facing real life again. I've neglected it so long that it's not going to be pretty.
So I'll put it off until morning and watch the video tape of opening again. Lots of laughter and remembering how great I felt hearing it live.
Was it all worth it? Hard to say. I think I'll wait until after the show closes on Saturday.
Meanwhile, I'll sit back, enjoy my sofa, and not worry about a thing for a few hours. Or maybe finally get a decent night's sleep.
Well done, Ted. There's a lot more work to do to get The Poptimists' future lined up, but take the night off.
You deserve it.
And try ... just once ... to enjoy the moment.
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