tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36525656863634940982024-02-19T01:08:50.413-08:00eat, love, laugh...and turn up that music will ya?Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-1402056613098712962012-05-29T14:33:00.000-07:002012-05-29T14:33:52.451-07:00You're nowhere near the top five..Okay, here they are. The five things I've tuned into recently. I think they're about Rob's most recent girlfriend. <br />
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One: She eats her boogers. Usually very dry, but also surprisingly delicate on the palate.<br />
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Two: She got Summer's Eve feminine wash. She's cleanly and scent free, and if she's having a bad day, she doesn't take it out on other people. She just washes with Summer's Eve. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhVu_9V5XRhy-9HAAs-GfAK14h6VK2LYApxKcq5DLwbc5ESukuPEgVc0TubTk7ttFCNYuWGD4OltO46HUgJdX9v517yObYzqH454Pw1Ww1XLYwFe8t1pycSaCwI9D0vPgvRhwgwFNHhME/s1600/summers_eve_vagina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="223" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhVu_9V5XRhy-9HAAs-GfAK14h6VK2LYApxKcq5DLwbc5ESukuPEgVc0TubTk7ttFCNYuWGD4OltO46HUgJdX9v517yObYzqH454Pw1Ww1XLYwFe8t1pycSaCwI9D0vPgvRhwgwFNHhME/s400/summers_eve_vagina.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Three: I miss her smell, and the way she tastes. It's a mystery of human chemistry, but some people as far as your senses are concerned just...taste like Bandana's barbecue. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK2V5Xvz31UV_gaid6xEOeHKF18W7SgJ8F2N6EfFPItHp3lEiT4wtVCIWNAy6aIFlSV_LC7JtEkHvL-SJBAqIORnURwBTglVfz7qLnL1wXrCTMVsb8uApyo9bbu2SBqj0oYN4rt0o8vh8/s1600/5567313558_164295dc22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK2V5Xvz31UV_gaid6xEOeHKF18W7SgJ8F2N6EfFPItHp3lEiT4wtVCIWNAy6aIFlSV_LC7JtEkHvL-SJBAqIORnURwBTglVfz7qLnL1wXrCTMVsb8uApyo9bbu2SBqj0oYN4rt0o8vh8/s400/5567313558_164295dc22.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Four: I really dig how she doesn't shave her thighs. But her calves are as smooth as silk. She's just not affected, I guess..by the chafing the hair on her thighs leave behind. It's really beautiful. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXLdtV-nAE1Cc6HOYO7BQowUnyxGsKVieiA4vnTXHldLN_1VzHTdkf0JoRIiUcICeQExWxwKgtqol8FvsiPd5Xnhn6xvKyBrOUSr3sZsk4Uzjn3gHfsNkBr87tmV5C4p9yam3Dk-FHpDQ/s1600/HairyLegsWI_681x456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXLdtV-nAE1Cc6HOYO7BQowUnyxGsKVieiA4vnTXHldLN_1VzHTdkf0JoRIiUcICeQExWxwKgtqol8FvsiPd5Xnhn6xvKyBrOUSr3sZsk4Uzjn3gHfsNkBr87tmV5C4p9yam3Dk-FHpDQ/s320/HairyLegsWI_681x456.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Five: She does this thing in bed before we pass out. She takes 5 & 1/2 Ambiens and rubs her old nipple holes an equal number of times. It just kills me that she took out those nipple rings 4 years ago and she can still put a straw through them to drink her sour apple pucker. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEituh1kXpDgt3vMoIEC3diUN7me-3873xJYnhN6Y09VqWtxnAUfz62EjouMQtxDhku-IiyFRzVKvInE7oVAno4kOCGTtFGNdFkVSnzGZeT2x2BonURu7vUaufk7a399E3vLx-hYbHoCsCk/s1600/collegehumor.2db5a12e05b600073bd8bbca05a0e2b7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEituh1kXpDgt3vMoIEC3diUN7me-3873xJYnhN6Y09VqWtxnAUfz62EjouMQtxDhku-IiyFRzVKvInE7oVAno4kOCGTtFGNdFkVSnzGZeT2x2BonURu7vUaufk7a399E3vLx-hYbHoCsCk/s320/collegehumor.2db5a12e05b600073bd8bbca05a0e2b7.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Six: She's always bloated. I really dig a chick that looks like she's retaining water all of the time. Something about ovulating really gets me goin'. Beer only makes this occasion <i>even</i> better. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0NIAD-w8erl6ZfbHGXiyb0vpTOYo4WjDlPO9TGZyVdc2NQqZ1XEVouJHFrOIu53aKZYh4UHqAvMZiri1Ga8XVvE0pgjVcKBcuBkfINt5wKQX8ByVC_2x0PCQAWgZoojr2YpZsE0mn94/s1600/bloated-stomach-300x199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="199" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0NIAD-w8erl6ZfbHGXiyb0vpTOYo4WjDlPO9TGZyVdc2NQqZ1XEVouJHFrOIu53aKZYh4UHqAvMZiri1Ga8XVvE0pgjVcKBcuBkfINt5wKQX8ByVC_2x0PCQAWgZoojr2YpZsE0mn94/s400/bloated-stomach-300x199.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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And she stocks up on tampons, even though she doesn't use them. Ever. It's really cute. And really efficient.<br />
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Seven, or Eight, I guess: She eats her boogers. Everyone I know just wipes them under the car seat, but Laura has a real appreciation for the mucosa glands. Never lets one get by without savoring the shit out of it first. <br />
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Nine: I'm not sorry for this---her cocaine addiction. Which she thinks I don't know about! If I walk into the kitchen and she's making brownies, she immediately spreads it over the batter so it looks like powdered sugar. But I know what she's doing, and it's adorable. What she doesn't know is...I do it too. There's really no need for us to hide it from each other. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvo_1mhzj6lLLSO3bCUGHRL10H8v_YjoIm9JwNpl7pm3uxl31LMOKtMyIUUyQd8g9TBSx5Kh24RR1SU57pFRlHAUn2zDsOsXietQWD0tt1Da2RcUY1boWi6zPBqUosoGYLxQAij92GWZI/s1600/freezing-brownies-dusted-with-powdered-sugar-21480293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="310" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvo_1mhzj6lLLSO3bCUGHRL10H8v_YjoIm9JwNpl7pm3uxl31LMOKtMyIUUyQd8g9TBSx5Kh24RR1SU57pFRlHAUn2zDsOsXietQWD0tt1Da2RcUY1boWi6zPBqUosoGYLxQAij92GWZI/s400/freezing-brownies-dusted-with-powdered-sugar-21480293.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Ten: She thinks abortion is a really really groovy deal. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDmC7pvJWO2RLdVSRb80fAWyKc_qVSqoJqlv1xrjvCSe0lFSfSxqlUBPGqOwldX3o6KS4lW5ynTW7yIFDoHJ0SO1WLbNWaB34vE0HcgEt_4TQuNLJ7uc3eNxqjt9jdco2Y3oaZT1azwk/s1600/pregnancy%252Cgraphic%252Cdesign%252Cillustration%252Cinfographics%252Cinformation%252Cdesign-04d2417e73347974a5eefce3ba91cabe_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDmC7pvJWO2RLdVSRb80fAWyKc_qVSqoJqlv1xrjvCSe0lFSfSxqlUBPGqOwldX3o6KS4lW5ynTW7yIFDoHJ0SO1WLbNWaB34vE0HcgEt_4TQuNLJ7uc3eNxqjt9jdco2Y3oaZT1azwk/s400/pregnancy%252Cgraphic%252Cdesign%252Cillustration%252Cinfographics%252Cinformation%252Cdesign-04d2417e73347974a5eefce3ba91cabe_h.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Those are the things Rob really thinks about what's-her-face. And us ex-girlfriends <b>know</b>. Because we're inside his head. <b>Forever<i></i></b>.Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-29039566382906077282012-05-02T14:49:00.000-07:002012-05-02T14:58:32.502-07:00Excuse me, I was wondering...Who is John Tesh? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIOKpCWZaDmIK_YkEcsPSfb0SLPrzf92Wd6roAI1uO_qEV_GzZoKMVjtnL-IiKCqxKk2xksq4mI9zsGklTtuWZLwwViQj60f9wTiEqzvgH_D54MYefOBTwFdj8PN52TVkOsgdRyNU3IAM/s1600/JohnTesh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIOKpCWZaDmIK_YkEcsPSfb0SLPrzf92Wd6roAI1uO_qEV_GzZoKMVjtnL-IiKCqxKk2xksq4mI9zsGklTtuWZLwwViQj60f9wTiEqzvgH_D54MYefOBTwFdj8PN52TVkOsgdRyNU3IAM/s400/JohnTesh.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Maybe this is common knowledge...but I doubt it. Even Google asked me if I meant to type something else. You gotta be kidding me, Anna. John Tesh!<br />
I thought for sure I knew where I was going with Anna...until now. When I youtubed John Tesh and all his flowy blonde hair glory, I was at a loss for words. I wanted to call Anna up and tell her she's retarded and that I never want to talk to her again. I can see why Barry hates you so much! Then I thought, no. It's not her fault. Someone wrote this---this character that could adore John TESH (and whoever thought up this character trait should be punched in the face). No, Anna is not to blame. And whether I like it or not I have to embrace her and all her absurdities. <br />
I figure everyone can change over time, right? Unfortunately I can't make time rewrite <i>High Fidelity</i> so that I don't have to pretend to like this jolly green piano player for the next 2 months.<br />
John Tesh. He can't be that bad...or can he. He used to host Entertainment Tonight with Mary Hart. I like her. If she liked John then maybe I could learn to? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdXAE5ueX2HIUPSXqAHBsr0sQPPSeRIkPERqaHAOogJ-x5pt2mDXa_hLpTdcAvLOxmJ_n5WShn-7nzu51CdASRaIRWJL5lUULT7293TmR2i-FhBzqi97D4_fJePTIEp40waVnRI1cUyM/s1600/tesh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdXAE5ueX2HIUPSXqAHBsr0sQPPSeRIkPERqaHAOogJ-x5pt2mDXa_hLpTdcAvLOxmJ_n5WShn-7nzu51CdASRaIRWJL5lUULT7293TmR2i-FhBzqi97D4_fJePTIEp40waVnRI1cUyM/s320/tesh.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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I watched some <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gEknNT0YL2o">Live at the Red Rocks</a>. Interesting to say the least. I have never seen people so happy to play instruments in my life. It's like this really strange symphonic sex thing going on. Weird vibes. <a href="http://www.allmusic.com/album/john-tesh-friends-r421270">I was very confused.</a> Very. <br />
I looked further into this 6 foot 6 inch Jesus freak and it turns out, he can play the piano <i>really really</i> well! So...he's got that going for him at least, eh? <br />
I'm not too keen on his vocal work. Or his suit colors for that matter. So what in the world can I love about John Tesh?! Don't even get me started on his radio show!<br />
Initially I thought he was fairly attractive. But I'm into that big 80's do. And he's tall. I like that too. He has nice hands. But I'm not sure Anna likes him for the way he looks... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPfP0gV-CoOpcHgDmo1FrfLFAnr527Q-LSj3yw_GrUd4WvbE2xqDKsmnKSI8n3MuuDRzc9Zh_t8OBEqNUKLpDUeYnwrm52ggULHYVJu1e3boQqQEKH5yvruTm0DrR4SE85pMZMC8k7gU/s1600/johnteshlookalike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="270" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPfP0gV-CoOpcHgDmo1FrfLFAnr527Q-LSj3yw_GrUd4WvbE2xqDKsmnKSI8n3MuuDRzc9Zh_t8OBEqNUKLpDUeYnwrm52ggULHYVJu1e3boQqQEKH5yvruTm0DrR4SE85pMZMC8k7gU/s400/johnteshlookalike.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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She likes his music. (I wish you could see the distress in my face right now)<br />
Is Anna religious? No. No way. Why would she be in Championship Vinyl if she was looking for Sunday morning sing-a-longs. (Sorry, Mom. Sorry, God) There's just no way. Maybe she's just confused. I think Dick is right about her being into learning stuff, so it won't be a problem. Maybe John Tesh was a real smokin' hottie back in the day...or maybe Anna has just been exposed to terrible music her whole life. She seems curious enough. We'll see where this all goes. <br />
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After discovering this, I think I can take a breath and chill the eff out:<br />
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Nice save, Anna. I think we can all go back to being friends now.<br />
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I'm a little bit behind on the blogging process for High Fidelity. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtH-Bw0gN7K8wEacRK7AiH8Ma4emkN7KE9nVy9eqtZiXZulu0scNtGel28dum5TN8Kjn_HnE_B1qWuE2aoYhcwIYyl55uC7YkCrQ9KSInNwUCzjScTRn9D8QJ_CT0ckXzJealvXrJWLoo/s1600/l_35641_0146882_40d1d793.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="200" width="152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtH-Bw0gN7K8wEacRK7AiH8Ma4emkN7KE9nVy9eqtZiXZulu0scNtGel28dum5TN8Kjn_HnE_B1qWuE2aoYhcwIYyl55uC7YkCrQ9KSInNwUCzjScTRn9D8QJ_CT0ckXzJealvXrJWLoo/s200/l_35641_0146882_40d1d793.jpg" /></a></div><br />
My apologies. Honestly, I wasn't sure what to write about. But I usually don't ever know what I'm doing, until I'm <i>actually</i> doing it. So, here I go. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQrx_AIoZIgfghqn2SwIDv1xf7hNn5rrGJtKLINQa8K24EJiJU2e7rwJ3Ex1s-FHAYAElrdwgDblkE6nOiirE6YVCmdBdyCUFdV3NrHlIY92sIercT8QUrrA7J9lngbdgKaCyFbYQETs/s1600/empire-records1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQrx_AIoZIgfghqn2SwIDv1xf7hNn5rrGJtKLINQa8K24EJiJU2e7rwJ3Ex1s-FHAYAElrdwgDblkE6nOiirE6YVCmdBdyCUFdV3NrHlIY92sIercT8QUrrA7J9lngbdgKaCyFbYQETs/s200/empire-records1.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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I really wasn't sure of <i>High Fidelity</i> at first. And by that I mean I really didn't like it. This is the book I'm talking about; not the movie (because I've never seen it) nor the stage production (because I started reading the book before rehearsals began and had never been introduced to the show). I had a really hard time getting into <i>High Fidelity</i>, the novel (so we're clear now). Maybe it was because of Nick Hornby's writing style, or maybe it was because it's written with British slang and all around weirdness, or maybe simply because it's written from a dude's perspective (and I do not understand dudes), but I'm really convinced I couldn't <i>really</i> get into High Fidelity solely because Rob Gordon is a <b>big.rolling.turd</b>. Seriously. The guy is a freakin' asshole. And I cannot stand him. With every chapter I read, I just hate him more and more. I haven't finished the book; I'm about 12 chapters out. Though, once we had our first read-through and I started to love Jeff Wright it was easier to read <i>High Fidelity</i>. Probably because Jeff instilled some genuineness? into Rob that I couldn't find before. Nonetheless, I still hate Rob. Maybe I will avoid the movie...<br />
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I'm Anna. I'm also Allison Ashworth. Again, I get a chance to display my multiple personality disorder onstage. Lovely for you all. I've got a pretty good idea of who I want Anna and Allison to be, but considering we've only just begun I'm sure those ideas will change quite a few times in the coming weeks. <br />
I like Anna. She is really pretty cool. She's so different from any other character I've played. She's quiet. :)<br />
I like Allison, too. She's probably exactly who I was when I was in 7th grade. That may or may not be a good thing..<br />
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Most characters in <i>High Fidelity</i> are fairly small. Rob and Laura are some mongo stage hogs (not literally), but they do take up like the entire story obviously! Which is perfectly fine with me. I <b>love love love</b> developing character. And the smaller my parts are, the more I get to decide who they are. I love the freedom we have as actors to create personality in a role. I get to get creative for 2 individual people this time! Pretty exciting stuff, my friends.<br />
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We're moving right along with this show. It's really fun! I really really love it. Not like the book (because I still hate that Rob guy a little too much to ever love it), but this show is awesome! I feel like we're in a giant rock concert all the time. And don't we all wish life was a giant rock concert? As if that's even a question. :)<br />
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Our group numbers sound incredible! We all blend so well, and our harmonies are saweeeeet! We girls are boppin' around like the sexy thangs we are. And Rob, Dick, and Barry are retardidly hilarious. And sweet sweet Laura brings us all back together again. I love working with Kimi. I have missed her. <br />
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That's all I got for now. I'll be back with more later! Until then.<br />
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I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing here. There's this voice inside my head that keeps telling me what to do. It's like I can't even think for myself anymore!<br />
I have a nifty suspicion that someone has stolen my identity. Terrie is her name...or at least that's what she claims. She talks alot and is always bossing me around. Everyone tells me I'm crazy for thinking she's there, but I know she is. She's reading my mind. I can't get away from her. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7tEmlDsGIRr5i-AO7OW2fIsfM7qM8Mbox5bjlq_F4g5AEszz0twH7VoUpdo7VeWC04xP1OzM0D4IMiZOaw4DzGIt_usQJliBqTBUPfsv7rTz0U2dRXVTpiH1JNyv4MxgBajEngZ4RuM/s1600/560481_10100747958911808_66701884_32520282_1315927314_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="299" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX7tEmlDsGIRr5i-AO7OW2fIsfM7qM8Mbox5bjlq_F4g5AEszz0twH7VoUpdo7VeWC04xP1OzM0D4IMiZOaw4DzGIt_usQJliBqTBUPfsv7rTz0U2dRXVTpiH1JNyv4MxgBajEngZ4RuM/s400/560481_10100747958911808_66701884_32520282_1315927314_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Normally I would only think about Cry Baby. But recently I've been really focused on Terrie. And Baldwin. My mind is just so full of so many things! Sometimes I can't keep up. Terrie tells me that we're friends, but I really don't know her. Other than she's a mind/palm reader. Which, is really neat! She's pretty. I think we look alot alike. And I'm pretty. So we're both pretty. Baldwin said so at the Anti-Cold War Picnic this weekend. We're so insanely in love!<br />
I wonder if Cry Baby ever thinks of me...<br />
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Terrie says that Allison isn't so bad, I'm still not so sure though. She's says something about Taylor every so often, but I still have no idea what she's talking about. I don't know any of these people! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkRO8luK5DhMGTBzKiXVL2rvlsBQFU4vvTkVhuZSi8cHoZ6v-mNk946WtGYn1oG-M3ALA0f3UMpltTUjRwmtD7AeR5t5llNu_xEeXADkHJkXs1_ZHeUsH-oFThQl53xTB49OU6Szt-vyo/s1600/425145_10150654204099301_18445674300_9038099_54381799_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkRO8luK5DhMGTBzKiXVL2rvlsBQFU4vvTkVhuZSi8cHoZ6v-mNk946WtGYn1oG-M3ALA0f3UMpltTUjRwmtD7AeR5t5llNu_xEeXADkHJkXs1_ZHeUsH-oFThQl53xTB49OU6Szt-vyo/s320/425145_10150654204099301_18445674300_9038099_54381799_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I used to only have 2 friends: Morning Glory and Biscuit. But about 2 months ago, I started noticing that more and more people were showing up in my head. Terrie was talking about so many friends that I didn't know I had! If you ask me, I think Terrie might have a mental disease. I figured that out when she wished out loud once that we could have polio WHILE we were AT the Anti-Polio Picnic!...<br />
I really kind of like Terrie. <br />
Everyone in Baltimore keeps telling me she's not real. Because apparently it's not 1954 anymore, according to Terrie. And she told me that we're all for integration! Who knew?! Baldwin tells me that it's not okay. But Terrie convinced me to kiss Dupree! Which was really fun! I only went along with it so easy at first, because I figured it would help me get closer to my beloved Cry Baby. After the first couple of times though, I couldn't resist Mr. Dupree W. Dupree any longer. I had no idea Drapes were so talented. I trusted Terrie with my whole heart and body after that. I love her alot now. I think we're going to be best friends for a long time! Until the Prepubescent Rehabilitation Center for Make-Believe-Pregnant Schizophrenics forces me to start taking those yucky medicines again.<br />
Terrie says they just don't understand us. She says that people with sociological diseases are funny. She thinks I'm funny! We're always laughing together. Terrie makes me happy. She says that no one will ever know a love like our's. But hopefully Baldwin will. I'm so happy we're married now! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3jnF3OMQe6rheXCSO9DnHGEo3ewATeI7gkdvUXbOe-WEEp_h5i4h-tkaBz4QOttd4H2qy98hBTap2ktco-9Vf4yr9pupycRp_oQMD0TY6jU4pM1JZXDVCM0G5_9bJoFHHP0GqZHr94LE/s1600/543577_2899651526740_1123950466_32165185_642615437_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3jnF3OMQe6rheXCSO9DnHGEo3ewATeI7gkdvUXbOe-WEEp_h5i4h-tkaBz4QOttd4H2qy98hBTap2ktco-9Vf4yr9pupycRp_oQMD0TY6jU4pM1JZXDVCM0G5_9bJoFHHP0GqZHr94LE/s400/543577_2899651526740_1123950466_32165185_642615437_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I think Terrie is a little jealous...because she keeps telling me that Cry Baby could still be the one. She could be right. We're open to possibilities!<br />
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Last night, Terrie made us a strawberry malt. And it was <i>soooo</i> wonderful! I'm glad we like to eat the same things. And I like how she does my hair. When Terrie first showed up in my head, she said that if she could decide what we looked like, I could decide what we think like. I wasn't sure about negotiating with the devil then, but I figured if Terrie was a zombie instead, then I would...so I did. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GcNxcEZD3OfNx3nvWs8zW042ywooih5qP7zhjL5XnuatM9YB9ep_OvxC9eGai9i849tft2CgErJnQftG_LwUBIbvCtZCNmJ2LlV84zUZcxO-C65pEKr2_89mo-uvVrKTEq_uW5JHE4o/s1600/563171_887106120394_33310407_38701015_2051695930_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GcNxcEZD3OfNx3nvWs8zW042ywooih5qP7zhjL5XnuatM9YB9ep_OvxC9eGai9i849tft2CgErJnQftG_LwUBIbvCtZCNmJ2LlV84zUZcxO-C65pEKr2_89mo-uvVrKTEq_uW5JHE4o/s400/563171_887106120394_33310407_38701015_2051695930_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Terrie seems very pleased with our "work." I'm really not sure what work she's talking about. She keeps saying all these things about audiences and cast members and costumes. I just want to talk about my ant collection. But she will not stop blabbing. <br />
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Baldwin has the zircon I stole for Cry Baby on his left nipple. I was really surprised that he could do that. But I really kind of like it too. Terrie said something about him being gay. He doesn't seem any happier than us, so I'm not sure why she keeps saying that. She says alot of things I really don't understand. At least she's funny. She has that going for her, sort of.. <br />
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Wellllll.....I don't really have anything left to say. I have to go away soon, Terrie says. So she gave me this keyboard thingy and told me to confess anything I had never told anyone ever before. I'm excited! I think she might be sending me to the moon finally. I just hope Baldwin gets to come too. <br />
Oh yea! My confession...hmmmm..<br />
I guess I need to confess that Morning Glory and Biscuit are actually Siamese twins. Neat, huh?! But they're <i>so</i> moody and they have a very wide torso. Terrie told me that's okay and to be nice to them anyway; everyone deserves to love and be loved.<br />
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I guess it was nice meeting all of you, whoever you are. Terrie is making me say good-bye now. So...bye! I'll wave to you from the moon! BYE!!!<br />
With love,<br />
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<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-40643135217617152982012-03-19T10:05:00.001-07:002012-03-19T10:05:45.298-07:00I had your baby...I had it dozens of times.It's been a while since I've updated this old blogger of mine. Sorry 'bout that..I just get so wrapped up in a show! And if you've seen <i>Cry Baby</i> already, then you can understand why. <br />
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C<i>ry Baby</i> has really been a roller coaster of a production. Ever since our first rehearsal, I knew this was going to be alot of work. Not just finding Lenora, but being able to keep up the amount of energy necessary to make <i>Cry Baby</i> as exciting as it is. After hell week, I thought I was done for. My voice was shot, I was absolutely exhausted, and I didn't know how I was going to keep up with everyone onstage. But as always, once I see that audience out there I get silly with excitement and my adrenaline forms an endless amount of energy from only God knows where. I blog about this feeling for every New Line show, but really. It's something I crave. It's such a wonderful sensation to experience. Performance. I cannot stand to be without it.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOWlZz6egPHYVHBcz4-oU7rHRk92HeMAnijCSugPiCLTeVA2GhyphenhyphenGenG_bCx1JLkgEJfnIqM-Bk-IQ4jEQT-e07YI9XnX6Zf1pMXDxYLBKDdR5AIIpTZlUY6XWLYturltEVfP2vtVzZNC0/s1600/lenora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="230" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOWlZz6egPHYVHBcz4-oU7rHRk92HeMAnijCSugPiCLTeVA2GhyphenhyphenGenG_bCx1JLkgEJfnIqM-Bk-IQ4jEQT-e07YI9XnX6Zf1pMXDxYLBKDdR5AIIpTZlUY6XWLYturltEVfP2vtVzZNC0/s320/lenora.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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So 9 performances down, with 3 more to go...and I'm not sure how to feel. Honestly, I'm exhausted. But I'm sort of addicted to all this endurance I've built up. And really I'm not ready to say good-bye to Lenora quite yet. Although, I get this strange feeling that she's not going to let me get away that easy. And she certainly isn't going to let Cry Baby get away either. Things'll get interesting come this Saturday, I'm sure. :)<br />
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It happens all the time, but every weekend that goes by <i>Cry Baby</i> gets even better. This show really has been a great time. I thoroughly enjoy spending time with my cast and crew in the theatre and out. I've had many a people say to me after <i>Cry Baby</i> that they can't believe I started off my New Line debut as Peron's mistress singing "Another Suitcase in Another Hall," and now here I am throwing myself around onstage actin' a fool as a cutesy crazy pants. I've come a long way as a performer. Something I'm not fully aware of until I'm told. And I'm so incredibly appreciative that I get to come to work everyday just to entertain people. It's a really great feeling to know that Lenora and I have made an impression. I love nothing more than to make people laugh.<br />
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I'm not sure if I'll be able to blog again before our show is officially over. So if I don't make it back in time, know that I love you all! and am very thankful for your support in my endeavors (I'm talkin' to you, Mom and Dad). Lenora sends her best!<br />
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I'm really gonna miss you, <i>Cry Baby</i>.<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-75559310925263390212012-02-28T14:59:00.002-08:002012-02-28T14:59:37.963-08:00I'd like to dedicate this song and my body..This has been one of the most fun "hell weeks" I've ever experienced. I know things are stressful with coming together with the band and adding lots of costume changes and scene changes and blah blah blah. But really, I feel like everyone just melds together during hell week and this one has been like none other. I feel <i>so</i> connected to everyone! and everything! It might be the crazy talkin' to me, but I think this cast is having a hard time hating us, Lenora. :)<br />
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Lenora and I have been jammin' alot lately. And by that, I mean I've been listening to my Ipod and we boogie in my kitchen. <br />
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This playlist, and our bodies, are dedicated to Wade "Cry Baby" Walker:<br />
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Me, Myself, and I---Billie Holiday<br />
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Loose Talk---Carl Smith<br />
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In the Mood---Andrew Sisters<br />
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Why Do Fools Fall in Love---Frank Lymon & the Teenagers<br />
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Stairway to the Stars---Ella Fitzgerald<br />
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Lollipop---The Chordettes<br />
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I Gotta Know---Wanda Jackson<br />
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Only 2 more nights before we open! exciting!!!(said in my exorcist voice, which you will all get to experience soon enough). So I better get on this bandwagon of not breaking character. I really hadn't at all! Even when were still in the church rehearsing still, I didn't break. Until last night....when I finally came onto stage with my "baby." <br />
I have never laughed so hard before. I was seriously crying onstage because of the pain from laughing! I was so high on laughter fumes after that, I could barely say the rest of my lines! <a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207230_1010578661099_1123950466_30027741_2670_n.jpg">Freakin' baby</a>...oh geeze. I don't know how I'm going to keep from cracking once I have 200 people laughing at the sight of me too. It's gonna be hard, but it's gonna be so awesome too. Normally breaking character this far into the rehearsal process would normally scare me. But really, it's the first time Lenora has made me break. Why are you so freaking crazy, Lenora?! You make me so giddy inside. Like a little school girl. Which, I guess..we kind of are. <br />
Anyway! My point is..after last night's rehearsal I am so aware of who we are, Lenora and I. Our crazy is so cute, you won't be able to stand it. I know you'll be wishing for us to get with Cry Baby by the end of it all. Instead of that pinko, <a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/3928_1070735844991_1123950466_30165400_3192200_n.jpg">Allison girl. </a><br />
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<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-49714831539502108822012-02-22T11:13:00.000-08:002012-02-22T11:13:43.054-08:00I'll always treasure that moment.<i>Cry Baby</i> is so great! Every rehearsal is just way too much fun and I can't wait to start adding all the other stuff like costume changes and lights that suck your will to live and the band and the bushes and the mics! Oh, wow. I get real excited just thinking about it all.<br />
Everything is coming together so perfectly. And as I re-study my lines, it's interesting to see how far we've come. Lenora and I. I mean, the rest of the cast has come a long way too. But this is my blog. So I have to talk mostly about Lenora or Cry Baby, or else she gets angry. Anyway...<br />
Trish, our lovely stage manager, has started giving us line notes. Dun dun dunnn. This happens right before "hell week" starts and basically she sends the entire cast an email listing all the crap we said wrong onstage and what we are <i>actually</i> supposed to be saying. Simple concept, right. But once you've said something wrong for so long, it's sorta hard to flip the switch sometimes. So after I read my "line notes," I flipped through my script to correct my errors but I was immediately distracted. <br />
For those of you who have done shows with me, you know that I am notorious for doodling in my script and score during our "blocking" rehearsals. Well, Lenora and I reminisced our divine meeting last night with these beautiful artist renditions...<br />
Enjoy.<br />
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I don't know why I've never thought about sharing these with you all until now. I have to give <a href="http://youmeanddupree.blogspot.com/">Dupree</a> some credit. He wrote a hilarious blog the other day that included some of his blocking notes and I thought it was such a wonderful idea to show you all what we <i>really</i> do in rehearsal when Scott is looking...<br />
Well, that's really all you need to know about <i>Cry Baby</i> before you come see us next weekend. <br />
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See ya next weekend!<br />
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<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-85226329548608977392012-02-15T13:33:00.000-08:002012-02-15T14:21:20.935-08:00I told you it was him!....Looking at rings?My most favorite part of finalizing characterization in my roles is playing with my body onstage. Yep, I just said that. <br />
Let me explain. I have Lenora in the palm of my hand. I know her lines, I know her thoughts, I have her looks, I've got everything laid out for her. But what I haven't pinned down yet is her physicality. It's always the most exciting part of character analysis for me because it's the part of the rehearsal process where I <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0w5oGVwJ_Q&feature=relmfu">finally get to just let loose and <i>play</i>.</a><br />
Lenora is freakin' wack, my friends. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjer-zwXUHDOto4QaOMvT7tx_tb4CH2T127Rxvf_nOfmY7r2vhlj2qvmosLLH-3v6g1Pclti2YCyEGsceJYCDIkjsWuKUgKr7C5SyjA-Zk9PRr4DtAhK7aa3XJhV4WOO6row_GWW8pXhYQ/s1600/217779_1008137520072_1123950466_30021630_7351_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjer-zwXUHDOto4QaOMvT7tx_tb4CH2T127Rxvf_nOfmY7r2vhlj2qvmosLLH-3v6g1Pclti2YCyEGsceJYCDIkjsWuKUgKr7C5SyjA-Zk9PRr4DtAhK7aa3XJhV4WOO6row_GWW8pXhYQ/s320/217779_1008137520072_1123950466_30021630_7351_n.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I'm discovering things about her that I didn't know until now, all because I get to play with her movements! It's so much fun!<br />
Last night we had a no-stop run through in the theatre, finally. And I have never felt more comfortable in Lenora's skin. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pifQm3IZ1tc&feature=related">It's such a creative process</a>! I tried out so many new stances for Lenora last night, so many new dance moves, so many new faces, so many new feelings, gestures, sounds, discoveries. Everything! I tried every single thing I could to really finalize the transformation of becoming a schizophrenic 16 year old that is so far from reality, it's almost cute...in a sad way. Every crazy inch of Lenora is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSt6OezOAwg&feature=related">only getting crazier</a> with each rehearsal. <br />
The best part about figuring the physicality of a character for me is, I don't even realize I'm doing it most of the time. Most of what I create for a role, I do unintentionally. I allow myself freedom to explore, full range. At the start of rehearsal, I told myself that I was going to just have fun with Lenora. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rw5tw58grc&feature=related">All fun, no business.</a> I agreed with her that we would work together and merge our "crazy" for good. I told her I'd throw in some of my best moves if she would do the same. And whaddya know, I left rehearsal last night feeling incredibly proud of the new stuff we created. Nothing can stop us now. <i>Gosh I love you, Lenora</i>.<br />
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I like the progress we've all made with our characters at this point. I feel as if everyone onstage knows exactly who they are and what they're doing. It makes the "acting" aspect of it seem so obsolete because we are really convincing <i>real people</i>, not characters anymore. Everything really comes together once everyone is on the same page. And we are so on the same page now.<br />
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I've dedicated the rest of my blog to my awesome CB cast, because <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-13_4n71T8">I love you</a> all so much. Here are the deets:<br />
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<b>Allison</b>: She is so full of life! Taylor has really given Allison a real sense of being a teenager. She really knows what she wants, she just doesn't know it. Gotta love those high school years! And Taylor's voice freakin' owns the stage. If I didn't have to root for Lenora winning Cry Baby, I'd vote for you just because of your voice, Taylor. This is for you: <iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rNC2hUEZw84" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> <br />
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<b>Cry Baby</b>: I love you. For obvious reasons. Ryan is a freakin' badass, people. One, your voice is so perfect for this role. Two, you give Cry Baby such dynamic. I actually don't love Johnny Depp like most females do, and in the movie I think he's way too sensitive. Ryan though, gives Cry Baby so many kinds of emotions. He's a total greaser and yet at the same time he is so soft and loving towards <strike>Allison</strike> Lenora. And I just really love making you break character. :)<br />
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<b>Baldwin</b>: You, sir...are so hilarious. I really wasn't crazy about The Whiffles when I first read our script. But you came along and changed <i>everything</i>. I admire your tenacity, Baldwin. Keep going after Allison so that we can keep chasing after Cry Baby. Dowdy, you seriously are the most fun person I've ever worked with. You turn your characters into people that I genuinely miss after a show is over. I really wish Baldwin was real. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YfvBbxE1vU">We could all hang out and play Twister and drink malts and talk about how icky Justin Bieber is.</a> <br />
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<b>Terrance</b>: Hopefully you read this..because I'm pretty sure you're the only one that calls yourself Terrance. Which is my dad's name. Which is cool. Christopher, you are so great! You always have such alluring stage presence. You have the quirkiest, silliest, dorkiest moments onstage.<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uTuSi126LJw"> And I'm almost jealous that I'm not nearly as adorable as you</a>. Bravo, my Whiffly friend!<br />
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<b>Hatchet-face</b>: You are without a doubt, the one that hates Lenora the most in this show. I'm convinced that you actually hate me more than Cry Baby. And I licked his face last night! Ya know why I love you, though. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYfZwDorJsw">Because you are disgusting</a>. You burp and slurp up your loogies like it's nobody's business. And I just love watching you during rehearsals. The other night I saw you standing there practicing making ugly misshapen faces and you probably didn't think anyone was watching you...but I was..because I'm a stalker. Your devotion to being horrendous, though, is quite charming. And to top it all off, your hair is so great. You know how I feel about hair, Sarah...<br />
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<b>Pepper</b>: First of all, you need to know this. My boss's dad's nickname is Pepper. And he is the craziest man I've ever met. So I knew right from the start that your name would lead you to also be a crazy awesome person. Marci, you are the proudest pregnant 16 year old I've ever come across. You are so excited about being preggers! Not because you actually <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HSo-JwzbCAQ&feature=related"><i>want</i> a baby</a>, but because you think it's actually cool to be pregnant. Haha, and you are a total rocker! I absolutely love your voice in "A Whole Lot Worse." My favs!<br />
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<b>Square girls</b>: Alex and Jen, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_RNH1z86g3s">I think we need to get you some Square names</a> to match those Square do's. I really love both of you. You guys hate Lenora so much! But not like The Drapes hate me. You guys hate me because you actually think I'm icky; <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wcjr53W361E&feature=results_main&playnext=1&list=PLC7F8CE5628B15E46">like I have leprosy or something</a>. Rude. But really, you guys keep me in line. Alex especially is constantly reminding me when I'm doing something wrong...which is like all the time. And Jen, you are just too cute. You remind me so much of my favorite New Liner Michelle Sauer. You guys should have brunch with me someday soon, so we can discuss floral print and ModCloth dresses. <br />
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<b>Whiffle men</b>: Devon and Evan. How perfect. :) You guys are so Square. And I love you most, because you never get to express your disgust for Lenora like the others do. You both have sweet dances moves! And Evan, you get to tongue Marci. Which we all think is hilarious...in the best way possible. <br />
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<b>Mrs. Vernon-Williams</b>: I feel it necessary for you to buy a VW in honor of this production. And because you deserve it! You're the only person EVER, who encounters Lenora and I onstage and doesn't shun our crazy. You are the only grandmother I've <strike>always wanted</strike> ever had. And I applaud you for being the oldest person in this cast and still being able to keep up with our ridiculous antics. You're so funny on and off stage, Cindy. I also think you should have a baton at the end. Just borrow Allison's. <br />
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<b>Wanda</b>: I want your hair. We all do. And we might have to make that happen...You, ma'am, are awesome! You're a Pisces, which automatically makes you cooler than everyone. And you are willing to make mistakes; I really like that about you. You'll get these dances down, don't worry. I believe in you. And I feel like you deserve a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLY7yI1xV-M">Sister Act moment</a> in the nun outfit...I'm just sayin'. Your shining moment is definitely when you sing "perves" in "A Whole Lot Worse." I'm glad I'm off stage at that moment because I crack up every single time.<br />
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<b>All of Zak's personalities</b>: Tuck in your shirt. And quit movin' your ass like that. You're making it very difficult to not like you...we don't wanna get Cry Baby jealous now. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3c0z4pnh0bY">So knock it off, you hellion</a>. <br />
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<b>Dupree</b>: I envy your vocal chords. And if you whisper to me in that raspy voice of your's behind our beautifully trimmed bush ever again...<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylaRiomnD7Q&list=PLCAE6F692DED87E89&index=10&feature=plcp">well, you know what's gonna happen to you.</a> Haha, have I mentioned that I love that Lenora and Dupree get to tongue? You are without a doubt, the only Drape that even remotely likes me. It may have something to do with the fact that I'm the only Square-ish girl that will let you touch me, but who knows.. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISrbjr7kyr8">I think you are pretty groovy, Ari</a>. Put in a good word for me with that bestie of your's. <br />
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There ya have it! We're rockin' and rollin', friends. I'm very happy with what we've all created. This is definitely going to be way better than the movie...sorry, Mr. John Waters. But I think you'll all agree. <br />
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Hurrah for the fun to be had backstage, awesome cast mates!<br />
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<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-14360411257397312572012-02-11T10:26:00.000-08:002012-02-11T10:46:19.666-08:00I'm guessing you and Evelyn worked things out?A little less than 3 weeks from now Lenora will have completed her mission: taking over my soul. And Cry Baby's. Maybe.<br />
I always try to make the characters I portray my own. I don't want to do what another actor did for that character in another production; <a href="http://FunnyOrDie.com/m/6jq0">I want my characters to be completely original.</a> And Lenora is <i>nothing but original</i>. <br />
Lenora and I were getting along peachy keen...until about a week ago. I was waiting for this moment. The moment when I can't find her somewhere in what I'm doing onstage. First Act, I have Lenora down like the back of my hand. Second Act, though...we're struggling to see eye to eye sometimes. It's nothing that she's doing. It's all me. I've been distracted. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYOg1ifFDXA">With my life outside the theatre</a>. WHICH! I know, I've been a bad actor because of this..but I haven't been "leaving it at the door," when I come to rehearsal. I was always taught that no matter what happened during your day, once you get onto that stage you better forget about it. Never bring it into your performance. And I have been. <br />
Dag nammit. <br />
With that being said, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14njUwJUg1I&feature=endscreen&NR=1">I'm also a huge critic</a>..towards myself. So on days where I can't muster up energy that I find to be performance worthy, I get pretty angry at myself. Which is silly, I know. But that's just the good ol' <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAYoiCrYvAU">perfectionist</a> in Terrie talkin'. <br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cr0bSWzZdio">I've been a little under the weather this past week</a>, and I feel like I've let Lenora down. And when I'm not proud of what I'm doing, I don't really talk about it. Which...is sorta why I haven't blogged in a couple of weeks.<br />
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But I've shaken it all out! I'm feeling much healthier and I've regained my stamina. We also just had our "fix-it" night at rehearsal on Thursday and I'm feeling much more confident in areas that I was struggling previously. So I can go on enticing you with my crazy eyes now that I'm back to my Lenora self.<br />
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So in celebration of getting my crazy back, I've constructed a list (as usual) of things that I'm really happy with about Lenora:<br />
1) she is so devoted to whatever she is doing; nothing is half-ass with Lenora<br />
2) Lenora has serious rhythm. If I wasn't the one dancing for her, I'd really wanna be in on those sweet moves. Especially the little jig she does in Jukebox Jamboree.<br />
3) Lenora is a lover, not a fighter. She never tries "getting back" at anyone. Even though everyone is against her it seems. And though it may seem like she's sabotaging Allison and CB's connection, she's really just trying to prove to Cry Baby that she's the one he loves more. Not Allison. That damn devotion again.<br />
4) she has the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EKvNqe8cKU4">most fluent awkwardness</a> I've ever given a character. Cesario and Lenora have very similar quirks, but Lenora's craziness is almost graceful. Or at least in her mind. And no one in their right mind would ever tell her otherwise.<br />
5) she's all for integration! eh, Dupree? :)<br />
6) Lenora is so passionate about her fantasy of her and Cry Baby finally <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FA5jsa1lR9c&ob=av2e">being together</a>. I have never met someone so in love. <br />
7) she likes <a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kt9st4t0fR1qa6ecf.jpg">bad boys</a>.<br />
8) Lenora is into ant farms and space zombies. She is no Square or Drape for darn sure. But she is such a nerd. And I love nerds.<br />
9) I think Lenora may be a savant. <br />
10) "All is not lost" in Lenora's world. She never ever gives up. She just changes her perspective to better suit her needs. And I absolutely love that about her. In the end, she still gets what she wants. She's misunderstood, but Lenora is a pretty cool chick. I'm so glad to have met her. <br />
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This show is kickin', friends. We are having such a great time bringing this production to life! Oh, and I finally got to witness "I'm a Little Upset." Freakin' sweet. Our boys are smokin'! <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wriKeXK8RIc">I'm really glad I don't have to sweat like that in this show, but wow.</a> This choreography is totally awesome! I'm so excited with where we're taking <i>Cry Baby</i>. It's only going to get even more fun and I'm so pumped about it!<br />
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That's about it for now, my devoted readers (aka Scott and my mom). I promise I'll write to you more often. Here's a little tid bit first, before I go. <a href="http://newlinetheatre.blogspot.com/">Scott Miller</a> posted a blog the other day talking about how our characters have come to life. And how great we are. It's always very endearing to get compliments from your director. I felt pretty groovy after reading his comments. Thanks, Scott! Also, last night I had a pub crawl promoting my sketch comedy Bye Bye Liver. One of the girls that I "replaced" in the cast came out to drink with us and we got to talking. She kept going on and on how happy she was that I was the one that took over. She missed being in the show, but she's so thankful that they chose someone as good as me to be a part of the cast. And she kept saying how funny I was. On and off stage. :)<br />
All these happy feelings came back to me last night, after reading Scott's blog and talking to Kate with a beer in hand. Sometimes it's really hard to leave our problems at the door when we get to rehearsal. And sometimes it's easy to forget that you <b>are</b> appreciated even when you're feeling low. I live for my performance. And I really want to make my audience happy. Needless to say, I'm feeling loved right now. Not just as <strike>Terrie</strike> Lenora, but as an actor. It feels good, my friends. It feels really good. <br />
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<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-39108398583346268542012-01-25T13:39:00.000-08:002012-01-25T14:32:16.277-08:00To taste you tasting me. Mmmmm.Every time I think that this musical couldn't get any better, it does. <i>Cry Baby</i> is insanely wacky. And I fuh-reakin' love it.<br />
Now, <i>Cry Baby</i> is set in 1954. And Scott keeps reminding us of <i>Cry Baby</i>'s musical genre feud. It's originally set in 1954, duh. So, it's over-the-top musical comedy jokes here and there constantly. But there are also the grungy bad-ass kids creating all kinds of raucous. So we're <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxm3fqmRtQc">stuck in the middle somewhere between old school musical comedy</a> and hip-swingin' <a href="http://www.retrojeunesse60.com/jerry1.jpe">Rockabilly</a> musical style. I get it. I do. And it's really easy for me right now because my character is WAY more on the musical comedy side than she would like to be. Anyways, I don't explain Scott's theory on neomusicals very well at all. I don't explain anything very well, and yet I have a blog. But my point is, I don't have a very firm grasp on Cry Baby's musical-genre-fusion. So I decided to do a little researching of my own. Nineteen fifty-four, let's time warp... <br />
Thus! I researched 1954, and by that I mean I found some sound clips on Youtube that I think can really compare to the sensational and emotional bits between Cry Baby and <strike>Allison</strike> Lenora.<br />
In 1954, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hank_Ballard">Hank Ballard and the Midnighters</a> topped charts with "Work with me, Annie." Take a listen. Pretend this is Wade serenading me (Lenora, not Terrie. Well, I'd be okay with it too but just for right now we're pretending this research is for Cry Baby and Lenora only).<br />
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In the 1950 and 60's, a trend deemed as "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RjBdJYAqME">answer</a>" songs became quite popular again; these nifty creations formed somewhere in the 30's with the Blues era. Which I think are really cool! An answer song is a song that is written in response to a previous song by a previous artist. This is a perfect example...Cry Baby plays "Work with me, Annie," on the radio for his one and only, Lenora. In response to CB's dedication, Lenora plays this on the radio: "Roll with me, Henry."<br />
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You get the gist. I hope. It's really not a hard concept. <br />
Just for fun, I've thought of the songs with answers in our <a href="http://newlinetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/02/boom-chicka-chicka.html">neomusical</a> <i>Cry BaBy</i>.<br />
1)Anti-Polio Picnic <br />
answer: Nothing Bad's Ever Gonna Happen Again<br />
2)Watch Your Ass<br />
answer: Can't Beat the System<br />
3)Baby Baby Baby<br />
answer: Do That Again<br />
4)Nobody Gets Me<br />
answer: Screw Loose<br />
5)A Whole Lot Worse<br />
answer: I Did Something Wrong Once<br />
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Not factual. Only the opinions of a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vzwa1tFXAAQ">subtle loon</a>. Once you actually get to see these songs in action, then my subjective list will make a little more sense.<br />
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Whew, I'm really glad I got that off of my chest!<br />
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Back to our show in progress. We've finished blocking all of Act I! Hurrah! And we've got the choreography down for most of our group numbers. (I think.) "Nothing Bad's Ever Gonna Happen Again" is crazy talk. Literally. That dance is so cool, but it is so fast. It's so hard to think that like 17 pages of the same lyrics over and over condenses into a 2 minute dance fiasco! Robin's choreography is so much fun all of the time. <a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/0/09/1966_Twister_Cover.jpg/275px-1966_Twister_Cover.jpg">She challenges us</a>, no doubt. But the end results are always as delicious as an apple martini. If you like apples, of course. Really. Apples have plenty of health benefits. Eat them. <br />
I haven't seen all of the dances yet. Like, "I'm just a Little Upset," is apparently awesome opossum! But I have yet to see our men perform the task at hand. I'm squirmy to see it. And once we start blocking Act II, I can finally witness this saweet dance break. <br />
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Last night we blocked "Girl, can I Kiss you with Tongue." And well, I definitely got some tongue action. I, Lenora, have been paired with Turkey Point's hottest MC, Dupree. That's right: I get to have my first integrated makeout sesh!I mean, I always dreamed of smooching <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4vTm3xwaAGx5nLSW9vekzs2Zi6ZteS8FTv845MIfT3lfuR0FpbKxoY5_5m05JxvuvuMbr3WkxCxqZ6VQI51VTHYaFIRjp4dr_SY8k0e9oxHTTklJDYg66l3l9-Tk20JG-0o4X8t-n3-mT/s1600/bowwow.jpg">Lil' Bow Wow</a> in the 6th grade. But now it's for real. Not only do I get to tongue a black man, I get to tongue a <b>black Jewish man</b>. (which he likes to refer to as being Blew; black and Jewish).<br />
So, ya know..we're sitting there last night behind our bush pretending to sing and slobber on each other..no big deal. When all of a sudden, I feel the warmth of a <a href="http://healthytonguesecrets.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/healthytongue2-291x300.jpg">big pink muscle</a> on my neck. Dupree is already gettin' up on this and it's not dress rehearsal yet! I must say...Lenora is so okay with chocolate malts too. And so am I. Just as long as they put the malt in there, or else it's just a plain chocolate shake..not a malt. Yeah, yeah. You know. <br />
What you really need to know prior to coming to see <i>Cry Baby</i> at New Line is this:<br />
I may convert to Judaism if Dupree keeps licking me like that every night.<br />
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I'm signing off with one last song from 1954. Sh-Boom! by The Crew Cuts is my dedication to our entire cast, whom I love like you can't even believe. <br />
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Ya know, I keep calling my characters crazy..but I'm the one that embodies these animals. What's that saying about me? Last night at rehearsal, Zak (of all people) said at one point "Oh, look. Terrie gets to play herself again." <br />
Yea...I lost my mind a long time ago. But hey, at least I'm entertaining right?! Don't answer that..<br />
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It's been a couple weeks now, and we're moving right along. Already have a good chunk of the first act blocked. Now we just have to remember it all and make it performance worthy. Which, by the way things are going I think we could put this show up in 2 weeks! We are seriously so awesome. We know our stuff already and we're all bringing out our characters full throttle. And we still have like 6 weeks of rehearsal left! I'm worried for myself a little..I realize how much I've transformed into Lenora already at this point. She may very well take over completely by the end of it all. It was good knowing you, sound mind. I'm ready; we've lived a good life. <br />
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I like this cast. Everyone is so colorful and unique in our own ways. Some of us are really funny. A few of us have a very keen fashion sense (every girl except for me). Some of us are just plain people, but phenomenal performers. Just as every cast I've ever been a part of at New Line. We all want to put up a great and memorable show. And we'll all work like the dickens to make you feel like you aren't sitting in a theatre watching actors. Like always at New Line, you'll forget you bought a ticket to a show; you'll think you're one of us just sittin' in the car, listening to the radio and livin' like a true <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wK63eUyk-iM">greaser</a>.<br />
I can't wait to put all the pieces together and get an audience in front of us! I'm so anxious already. <br />
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I'm really ready for a musical. I was cast in a weekly sketch comedy called Bye Bye Liver in October '11 and I really love it. It's so different from what I'm used to. I get to show off my strengths using my funny bone and I get to party with alot of really awesome people. But I have been so lost without my musical interjections! Waiting for Cry Baby to start up was really agonizing. I needed it bad. I'm here working on it and I still need it bad! There's just something about being <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDMy08oSrww&feature=related">immersed in character with song and dance</a>. It's just a feeling I'm so acquainted with. And when it's missing from my life, I become such a different person. <br />
<a href="http://byebyeliver.com/stlouis/">Bye Bye Liver</a> is every Saturday night at Maggie O'Brien's at 8 pm, just so's ya know. In case you wanna see me flaunt around in skimpy clothes and make you laugh all night. Just for fun. :)<br />
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Anyhoooo, Dowdy and I tackled our choreography for "All in my Head." I think it's pretty freakin' hilarious. I am so happy I finally get to sing with Mike! We get our very own song! Something I've waited for since Evita. Wow...I guess I am kind of obsessive. Interesting...anyways, I think we look a little like this: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Juk3NZVY2a8">sassy</a>.<br />
This weekend we're all cramming into Leaping Lizards studio to get our groove on for "Nothing Bad's Ever Gonna Happen Again." I love that title. Long titles for songs make me happy. Just like overweight animals. Like this <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7sTyQr1Dkic">panda</a>, in particular. Just so you know, when I watch Mulan, I laugh uncontrollably at is that freakin' panda every single time. He's awesome.<br />
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In conclusion for today here are a few of my favorite things about <i>Cry Baby</i>:<br />
1) Cry Baby, obviously.<br />
2) Dupree; Ari is so hilarious! and sweet beans, his James Brown yelps really get a girl goin'<br />
3) Our ensemble; they are so alive I didn't realize I was living prior to meeting all of them<br />
4) Scott Miller; his insight and humor drive us to be the wackiest people you'll ever meet. He is our fearless leader.<br />
5) Lenora, duh.<br />
6) Zak Farmer playing 16 different characters possible. And each one of them as authentic as the first. Hey, at least I'm not the only person in this cast with multiple personality disorder. <br />
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<br />Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-6222495088654869252012-01-13T15:42:00.000-08:002012-01-31T14:00:12.955-08:00I'm Lenora. I'm Cry Baby's destiny.Finally! Last night we got to sing through the entire musical. I was getting quite anxious to hear everyone else's songs. And let me reiterate: we freakin' <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3VTXBNadd28">rock</a> this music! Not only do we rock, we're really good too. :)<br />
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I got to serenade my beautiful Cry Baby last night with "Screw Loose." And I think after it was all said (shouted) and done, he realized I am no ordinary <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HAlW9KQyXA">psycho</a>. Maybe it was my conversational bits in between verses, or maybe it was just the way I said his name but I think Cry Baby might be fallin' for me. We got him right where we want him, Lenora. I knew we'd make a great team.<br />
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I love my ballad "Screw Loose." Once you hear me sing this tune, I'm not sure you'll refer to it as a <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/ballad">ballad</a>. But it is in its entirety. It is a simple song about very simple, sentimental feelings. Lenora absolutely loves Cry Baby. Loving him is the best and worst thing that could have ever happened to her. And for him not to reciprocate such passion and angst for her, is horrifically tragic. However...I truly believe that Lenora has manipulated her own mind in such a way that Cry Baby <i>not</i> loving her is in no way possible. <br />
In "Screw Loose" and even before (in the script) Lenora confesses to Cry Baby her eternal love with every breath she takes. (How <a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2651/156/124/1123950466/n1123950466_30124539_6053235.jpg">dramatic</a>) There is a specific line that I love in the script when Cry Baby is pushing Lenora away from him. He says to her "I thought you'd take the hint when I ran over you with my car." (or something like that) And Lenora's immediate response: "I'll always treasure that moment." No matter what kind of attention Cry Baby gives to Lenora, it is in fact just that: attention. That is the only thing she really craves. And that's all she really needs to prove that he loves her too.<br />
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I have found myself referring to myself as Lenora lately. Like, we actually are morphing into a single soul. Which I wouldn't be opposed to; I truly admire her passion. I caught myself being overly dramatic about a silly situation that happened at work one day, and realized that I was sounding an awful lot like my character for <i>Cry Baby</i>. So to help myself complete the transformation and fully allow Lenora to possess me, I have created a piece to better help me in forming my character analysis for her. <br />
I've thought of a nifty little list of similarities between myself and Lenora. Just so I see for myself how crazy I might actually be.<br />
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<a href="http://therebelrouser.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/crybaby7.png"><b>Lenora Frigid</b></a><br />
Age: 16 going on 13.<br />
Height: average, about 5" <br />
Weight: perky.<br />
Hair: lustrous, like her love for Cry Baby. <br />
Likes: extraterrestrials, discovering new shortcuts so as to stalk people better (specifically people named Cry Baby), painting fingernails, carving initials or pictures of lovers into her skin, daydreaming, serenading a crowd of Cry Babies, zombies, animals that may come in handy if she would ever decide to actually kidnap Cry Baby, spaghetti, ice-cream cones (strawberry preferably), doodling stick figures into trees that Cry Baby will potentially pass by, and sneaking into Cry Baby's trunk just to be closer to him.<br />
Dislikes: The Drapes (they are so rude), The Squares (they are so dumb), Allison especially (she is so not better than us), <a href="http://www.oldtimecandy.com/bonomos-vanilla-bar.htm">Turkish Taffy</a>, locks on doors that make it very difficult to be close to Cry Baby, black licorice, and when she gets a malt without the malt powder...so then it's a strawberry shake..not a strawberry malt. And anything that keeps her apart from Cry Baby for more than 5 minutes, like Allison. Did we mention Allison, yet?<br />
Voted most-likely-to after graduation: live in a bomb shelter.<br />
Social status: single and highly unaware of reality.<br />
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<a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/222121_1017085743772_1123950466_30047729_7818_n.jpg">Terrie Carolan</a>.<br />
Age: 23 going on 13.<br />
Height: incredibly tall.<br />
Weight: chubby in all the right places.<br />
Hair: an inch for every personality. <br />
Likes: E.T. and Drew Barrymore, driving faster than is permitted so as to mingle with people sooner, painting fingernails, carving pictures into bathroom stalls, daydreaming, serenading a crowd of drunks..or not drunks..zombies, animals that may come in handy if I ever decide to start my own <a href="http://www.tburg.k12.ny.us/mcdonald/Koala_Baby.jpg">petting zoo</a>, spaghetti, ice-cream (preferably strawberry), doodling stick figures on people's shoes that they will potentially wear everyday, and sneaking into Prince's SUV so as to convince him I'm the one he's waited for.<br />
Dislikes: The Squares (they are so weird), Alf (the only alien I'm so not cool with), Turkish Taffy, locks on doors when I really have to pee, black licorice, and when I get a malt without the malt powder...so then it's a strawberry shake..not a strawberry malt. And anything that keeps me apart from <a href="http://www.lyricsystem.com/img/posters/039_21225.jpg">Prince</a> for more than 5 hours, like sleeping.<br />
Voted most-likely-to after graduation: become a professional story-teller.<br />
Social status: single and <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjexm8bSLKSjvm-jmpt1bzYTQK2CRqrzevbCjl6AW-FxaleowU4pXjk9Co1qfeSFwYYPi3KQhNEYgvavdftpNF8S41Pzn48NKO9R8M_7SbFQfVFWm-BIMwt75fRFcln0XBCtDcVxrvG37Y/s1600/16.+Reality+I+accept.gif">mostly unaware of reality</a>.<br />
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I'd say Lenora and myself are going to be friends for a long time. Like Dory and Marlin. And Calvin and Hobbes.<br />
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I personally have never stalked anyone. But I think Lenora can easily convince me in due time.<br />
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I'll say sayonara for now with this: A quote from the original Lenora -- "Lenora tries hard and has the best intentions. When she was growing up, she wasn't taught — er, boundaries, maybe? She doesn't realize how far she goes is really not the norm. She doesn't get 'no.' 'No,' to her, is still 'yes.' At the heart of it, she wants what we all want — to belong and be loved."-Alli Mauzey. Lenora is so crazy. But don't forget why. <i>She's crazy in love</i>. And love takes us to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-wJNpWgss8">crazy</a> measures. <br />
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If we had to be screwy, well we'd rather be screwy for Cry Baby than anybody else.Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-33716309504922813282012-01-07T10:04:00.000-08:002012-01-07T10:33:19.542-08:00Better watch your ass...and this progress.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pdOn1N-pyhG2wwXASrRLSZYlz6WoqWH0sv9Lr8gu4Qs_AhyATU-u8HN6b9J9Q_AthWu6EkrkZZWD3BKU04vI0LDtr1P9sXW6f1ps6__R8SDHzJF876eDuDvkAQLnFYucfARYKtbUUJI/s1600/CB--Lenora.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5pdOn1N-pyhG2wwXASrRLSZYlz6WoqWH0sv9Lr8gu4Qs_AhyATU-u8HN6b9J9Q_AthWu6EkrkZZWD3BKU04vI0LDtr1P9sXW6f1ps6__R8SDHzJF876eDuDvkAQLnFYucfARYKtbUUJI/s320/CB--Lenora.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694959869678508514" /></a><br />Another year, another show. And another life to live...as a misunderstood (cough...crazy ass) 16 year old called Lenora. I couldn't be more excited!<br />Finally the long awaited <span style="font-style:italic;">Cry Baby</span> rehearsals have begun. We've had our first week already; working on music. Which is so freakin' great! I love sock hop sounds, 50's style especially. And let me tell ya..we sound awesome as an ensemble! I pounded through my parts with Baldwin in "All in my Head," and kicked those second soprano notes' asses in our group numbers. Haven't gotten to sing my beloved 2nd part in so long. I forgot how much I love being in the middle of harmony.<br />This show is going to be so much fun; I can feel it in my shins. I'm prepping for a solid character analysis on Lenora. I really love her. Like, I really <span style="font-style:italic;">really</span> love her. And if she and I weren't the same person, I'd date her.<br />I probably will still try to date her.<br /><br />I'm really fighting with toning her down a bit, still. Sorry, Scott. Lenora is a real person. And really actually very unaware of reality. She isn't over the top as she has been portrayed in past productions of <span style="font-style:italic;">Cry Baby</span>. Loving Wade "Cry Baby" Walker is the most beautiful and most tragic event to ever exist in Lenora's mind. And I intend to paint her true colors all over the stage. <br /><br />I am so excited for this show! I know I say that every time..but here we go again on a journey with Scott to make another New Line production that has legitimate substance underneath. Nothing is on the surface at New Line. Every character is very real. Every person who plays these characters are very perceptive. I think <span style="font-style:italic;">Cry Baby</span> is going to rock you out of your seats. And I think you will have to fight the urge to get up join us. Really. <br /><br />It's going to be a great year. And I'm very glad to make my appearance as Lenora. My first personality of 2012..or multiple. It'll depend on how well her and I get along these next couple of months. :)<br /><br />So here I am blogging once again. I will try to keep up with my posts..those of you who follow me on here know I'm not always very tactful with tracking my progress. I hope I never have to diet...yeesh. That process wouldn't go very well, I imagine.<br /><br />Wishing you all a wonderful winter solstice! And warning you to come see this show March 1st thru the 24th. Or else. <br /><br />Love ya! K, bye!Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-77620884165262352042011-07-06T13:51:00.000-07:002011-07-08T09:44:02.144-07:00Nobody has all the answers.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiab-BPiI6PNEVaNbDDFZptPHnqoOjrSR59wW0cVfFQ54Glp101aXRyyF2a54o9y_t4muhDqKsE-ej-pTq8PnLlGLhpoPEGkSUatbA68nDL_RZEuU6w9z6ks559sEnyXV_ER8I4G0NI3PM/s1600/kitty.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiab-BPiI6PNEVaNbDDFZptPHnqoOjrSR59wW0cVfFQ54Glp101aXRyyF2a54o9y_t4muhDqKsE-ej-pTq8PnLlGLhpoPEGkSUatbA68nDL_RZEuU6w9z6ks559sEnyXV_ER8I4G0NI3PM/s320/kitty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626377173982649266" /></a><br />I thought that maybe after <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> had been over for a few days, some immaculate and inspirational words would come to me to conclude my blogging for this round...and here I am...with really nothing great to say. So in conclusion after all of my dedication and diligence for yet another beautiful production with New Line theatre, I will part by reminding you, my readers, how much I appreciate theatre and how much I have grown because of it. <br /><br />I used to wonder when I was younger what life really meant. I was so mesmerized by older people with careers and families and canes. And I wondered how they got there; what did they really accomplish. I felt disconnected to their ideas. The ones that wanted families, or to live in Pacific for the rest of their lives, or the people that wanted to be millionaires by the time we were 20. I thought that if that was really what living means, then we are completely insignificant. <br />I thought for the longest time that maybe something was actually wrong with me, since I didn't want the same things as all the people around me. I felt like I was and still am, the only female not looking for a husband. I felt like people were sickened by the idea that I didn't want children, and have never considered the idea even. I constantly questioned the church and faith. I wanted to know what was actually real; and what had we convinced ourselves of. <br />I didn't care about money. I didn't want to settle down in a house and have a family that went to church every Sunday. I felt like there was so much more to life. Or at least mine. I wanted to travel. I wanted to witness culture and experience everything different that I possibly could. I wanted to sing on Broadway, and live in a tiny apartment alone with my cat and my love for living. I wanted to make connections with every person I encountered. I wanted to save the earth and our animals. I wanted to believe that I could make an impression, that I could make a difference.<br /><br />I found solace in acting very soon in life. I would invent roles. Roles that were completely different from my reality. If I couldn't think like everyone else, I could at least pretend. All that time alone with my imagination led me to the stage eventually, but the early years of my playful acting (the roles I'd create and develop alone in the tire swing behind our house) played a significant part in experimenting with my perception. <br /><br />I have been battling my parent's teachings for as long as I can remember. And the church's as well. Not to say that I disagreed with everything I was being taught; I gained many good things from both influences. However, I felt uncertain. Like, I was unsure of the exactness of all that I was being taught. I wondered about the dinosaurs. And about the galaxies. Did Native Americans all go to hell because they didn't know Jesus? I had met gay people, all of whom I enjoyed their happiness very much. I was so hesitant to accept so many ideas just because I had been raised that certain things were "wrong." Even though, I really didn't believe that. I was just afraid. What if I was wrong? What would happen to me if I didn't believe?...<br /><br />As I have gotten older and experienced all kinds of people and situations, I have learned that our beliefs (no matter what they are) only make us courageous. Faith can be found anywhere. Whether you believe in God, or whether you believe that you'll get that job you interviewed for last week, or whether you simply just believe that we are all equal no matter your stature. <br /><br />I believe gay people are just as equal to any rights that a straight person does. I wonder what the next type of discrimination America will stoop to. Maybe it'll be vampires like in True Blood. :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I do not know what my future holds. I do know, however, what makes me happy. And that is being with the people that I love, and singing, and dancing, creating connections with everything I touch, searching for truth, finding peace in my heart, and appreciating authenticity. I know that I have made an impression on so many people. I have made my difference by being a generous human being and unconditionally loving my family and friends. I am content with that.<br />I may never travel everywhere I want to. And I may never win a Tony. But "I never wanted to be famous. I only wanted to be great."-Ray Charles.<br /><br />There are so many paths that I can choose. Maybe I'll change my direction and get married and have a family. Or maybe I won't. Maybe God is real. Maybe gays and lesbians will be able to marry in <span style="font-weight:bold;">any</span> state someday. Maybe our economy will pick up. And maybe I'll get to experience <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> onstage again somewhere in my theatrical career. <br />Nobody has all the answers. But we all have options. Freedom lies wherever you'd like to accept it.<br /><br /><br /><br />"There are no facts, only interpretations." -Friedrich Nietzsche<br /><br /><br />My name is Terrie Suzette Carolan.<br />I love ice-cream.<br />I am so incredibly blessed to have the life that I have lived.<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> has opened my mind and my heart in ways I cannot describe.<br /><3 <3 <3 <br />I have experienced what life really is. <br />I believe there is not just one specific definition for "life" with all of the diversity surrounding us. Life is truly what you make of it. <br />Fill your heart with love. And when you think it's full, keep on loving. <3Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-21493580941475513122011-06-22T14:41:00.000-07:002011-06-22T15:52:07.183-07:00Memories that fade and flicker, burn again when I pretend.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4uR19L72jGwckLxetNGcR2LQ7qqdXIx8EkfEOHGYQNcvdR15xJpgUMhRKnFq4umyPYnssx6iFryL8GCqJMWsbFjRntgl-psq431HgDNgXgmTA73LoCL_dQfwp-nNjgtf_9hvXo5G5l8/s1600/friends2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4uR19L72jGwckLxetNGcR2LQ7qqdXIx8EkfEOHGYQNcvdR15xJpgUMhRKnFq4umyPYnssx6iFryL8GCqJMWsbFjRntgl-psq431HgDNgXgmTA73LoCL_dQfwp-nNjgtf_9hvXo5G5l8/s320/friends2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621180709358774370" /></a><br />Here it is, our final weekend of <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. And I am so sad. <br />I have put on 3 fabulous productions with New Line theatre now: <span style="font-style:italic;">Evita</span>, <span style="font-style:italic;">Two Gentlemen of Verona</span> and <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. Each show has meant something incredible to me. They've all touched me in such a personal way and they've all really pushed me to be better each time. <br /><br />A few months before I was cast in Evita, my best friend of 13 years was severely injured in a car accident. The one person who could make everything better, my confidant, my right hand. My life shattered when I thought that I had lost her, and fortunately she survived and fought the odds against her. She proved the doctors wrong and 4 months out of a coma she came back kicking and screaming and progressing her way back to who she was before the wreck. It's been over a year now, and she's really impressed us all with her strength and courage. <br />I mention this only because Evita was a difficult production for me to persue at the time. If you read my previous blogs of my Evita experience, I discuss how much "Eva Peron" meant to my ensemble character. Evita changed her life. Evita saved the people. She rescued us! She cared about us. And, she was one of us. <br />Kati, my best friend, was my Evita. Watching Eva die in front of us, and dreading the level of difficulty our lives would reach without her was devastating. It brought me back to ICU waiting room every night. <br />Evita gave me hope. It allowed me to transport my own anguish and pain into my character as the mistress so easily. Really, the entire production was just very symbolic to what was and had already gone on in my life. <br />I had just graduated ECC. I was working everyday all day, already bored out of my mind as too-soon-adult. And I had no idea what I was going to do without my friends, one unable to speak to me due to a car accident and the other headed off to L.A. to pursue her dreams. Where was I going to end up? What was I going to do?<br />"So what happens now? Where am I going to? Don't ask anymore." No one will ever know what that song meant to me. I'm so grateful I auditioned for New Line's Evita, it changed my perspective when I needed it most. <br /><br />Then we had Two Gentlemen of Verona. :) A show that had so many small moments that completely mirrored my own life at some point, but that didn't strike such a soft nerve as Evita did. Boyfriends cheating, following someone you love to the end of the earth, changing who you are to try to keep someone around, releasing your anger and forgiving the people that hurt you, finding love in the most unexpected of places, and of course being the cynical yet strangely optimistic friend that loves you no matter what. Haha, there were alot of those moments in Two Gents that I thought, "Geeze, I've been there way too many times." <br />I really loved Two Gents for one reason, though. I got to transfer so many of my own quirky qualities into Lucetta/Cesario! I mean, that role was probably the least amount of acting I have ever had to exert onstage. Most of what you saw in Two Gents, that was SO much of Terrie, it's ridiculous! <br />But since I'm blogging of the symbolism in my life to all of the New Line show's I've been a part of so far, here's this. I had gone through such a whirlwind of emotion last year with the car accident and with my relationship of 2&1/2 years with my boyfriend ending abruptly and having to find a new place to live, buying a new car, and oh my god so much more. It was rough. But I wasn't letting it keep me down, and I worked really hard to get back to a happy place. Fortunately, Two Gent's rehearsal started when I had just moved to Ballwin and I was single and so incredibly happy with my new beginning. Two Gentlemen of Verona is such a loose and freeing musical, you can't help but be happy when you see it. Being privileged to play Lucetta/Cesario really helped complete my inner-peace-circle in my heart. That may seem very strange to you readers, but it's true. Being able to just let loose onstage and dance and love and sing like a hippie <span style="font-style:italic;">really</span> brought all of my "newness" to life. And I think it really showed. March 2011 was one of my happiest months in a very long time. <br />Again, New Line theatre. I don't know what it is about you, but you bring me such joy. My casts, my crews, my characters. I have no restraints at New Line. I can be honest with myself and with the audience. It's really sensational and it's incredibly fulfilling. <br /><br />As for <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>...well, you've already read about what it means to me. Or maybe I've been really terrible at relaying my thoughts during this blogging period. Probably! since I do it at work and am constantly getting up and down having to retrace my thoughts and feelings throughout the process. Haha, anyways that's not important. I'll save my final <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> blog for my finishing thoughts on the show.<br /><br /><br />Being an actor is really cool. Thank you, theatre gods, for leading me down this path. :) <br /><br /><br />This weekend is going to get crazy. We are all so comfortable in our roles now, all 3 nights are really going to <span style="font-weight:bold;">rock</span> the theatre. I am so happy that we have been able to impact so many people with our performances. Several people have returned to see our show multiple times, and everyone I've spoken to who's seen it can't stop raving about how influenced they were. Bare is a touching story. It has a <span style="font-weight:bold;">beautiful message of love and acceptance that I think we all should revel in. </span><br /><br /><br />I am a Pisces. <br />I was once a cat.<br />Pasta with a red-meat sauce is my favorite dish.<br />Froyo has been the most visited place on my bank statement this month.<br />I am optimistic.<br />I kiss far better than I cook.<br />And those purple leggings are the most comfortable costume piece ever. :)<br />Love life and everything in it. <3Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-17653763799523932392011-06-17T15:11:00.000-07:002011-06-22T14:36:47.249-07:00Totally Fu....wait, wrong show..I don't know why everyone keeps comparing <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> to <span style="font-weight:bold;">Spring Awakening<span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span></span>. I admit, I used to when I first heard the music last year. But after reading the script and doing my own personal character analysis, I'm having a hard time seeing the resemblance. I love <span style="font-style:italic;">Spring Awakening</span>, and I love <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. But they are 2 very different musicals, with all-together totally different messages. I think the real similarities are teen pregnancy, poppish show-tunes, suicide, and parental disapproval. Other than that, I think <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> is far deeper and much more pertinent to today's society than <span style="font-style:italic;">Spring Awakening</span>. Their message would've hit home maybe like 300 years ago! Haha, okay that's a bit melodramatic. But really...we had a review from KDHX today that compared <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> to <span style="font-style:italic;">Spring</span>, and honestly, it kinda irked me a little bit. Not the review, just the comparison of the 2 musicals. <br />I guess my thinking is this: 2 story lines may be completely parallel, but they way they are both performed and executed can be completely opposite. Take for instance a movie like...Tombstone and Wild Earp. Or Antz and A Bug's Life. Or Dancing with Wolves and Avatar. Premise of all of these movies are perfectly alike. However, all movies made a different impact on us when we saw them. The actors moved us differently, the CGI effects made us ooh and aww louder and longer, the jokes were delivered just right each time and overall made us feel completely different---even though, the 2 story lines were strikingly similar and were products of each other. <br />It's sort of like music too! One dance song sounds just like another when I'm at the club, but each song (no matter how similar they be) stir a different sensation in my dancing feet. <br /><br />My point: <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> and <span style="font-style:italic;">Spring Awakening</span> may indeed be alike in some areas. But they are so different. And each production has great value and great messages to be told. <br /><br />But if I had to choose, <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> of course is better. :) I'm also a little bias now, though.<br /><br />I am filled with such a sense of fulfillment when our audience members tell us how deeply we moved them. I live and breathe to please my audience. I believe in the story I'm relaying. And I want nothing more than to touch your hearts and minds during a performance. Whether I'm dressed as a ridiculously tiny man Cesario or whether I'm in purple spankies and a cut off t-shirt as the high school bad girl. Theatre has brought such meaning to my life. More so than anything else I've ever experienced. Gotta love those fine arts!<br /><br />We've got 5 performances left..only 5 :( I'm really going to miss this show and my spectacular fun-filled cast and crew. I only wish that I could continue to spread our message every weekend this summer. I guess that's really the only sad part about our jobs as actors---the show ends at some point. Often too early for our liking.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Bare: the pop-opera</span>. The most important production on my resume. <br /><br /><br />True Blood season 4 beginning June 26th will be the next highlight of my saucy summer! GaHHHH!!! I love my life. :)Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-4066253170957079352011-06-08T14:16:00.000-07:002011-06-10T13:34:30.882-07:00Look at me. I'm all grown up.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf7MTefQ54hg7k36YH3VifW4HVcG8SXFOsDY0oe0__DqlGDjhBNml33W3TEhfN0VnSydWlI1xqsc7rd5R1x7We3c0geyjT_-2Ws21davLUKTw6NWvUdPYh8xtCfQJqvs5V9x0RJEqLjUc/s1600/moi.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf7MTefQ54hg7k36YH3VifW4HVcG8SXFOsDY0oe0__DqlGDjhBNml33W3TEhfN0VnSydWlI1xqsc7rd5R1x7We3c0geyjT_-2Ws21davLUKTw6NWvUdPYh8xtCfQJqvs5V9x0RJEqLjUc/s320/moi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615983231029137634" /></a><br />Wow! New Line's <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> was <span style="font-style:italic;">so</span> good this opening weekend, I don't know if I can handle the intensity the next 3 weekends are about to hand over!...NOT! the more intense our runs become, the more invested I become. I cannot wait to feel the heat rise onstage! <br /><br />I really love this show. I'm not talking about the characters or my awesome cast, but really--the show. Bare has such powerful messages. Alot of which, apply to my own personal life. Though at Pacific High school, I wouldn't exactly consider myself an out-casted student.<br />I quit soccer my sophomore year to pursue my theatrical endeavors further and I soon become the definition of the "show-choir" geek. Furthermore, I wore brightly colored outfits most of which entailed leggings and my neon tutus. I was Fran Drescher's look-alike (this was before Lea Michelle came onto the screen and took Fran's spot as my doppelganger rudely away.) with the obnoxious ensembles and the all the charm to go with it. I was an honor-roll student, mainly because of my freak memory (not so much that I was smart) and I was practically friends with everyone. I didn't have many boyfriends..not that anyone knew about anyhow. I'm sure there were some people who didn't love me so much, probably my teachers more so than anyone since I rarely took anything seriously. Yet apparently I was well-liked amongst my classmates, since I was voted prom queen when up next to 3 very "popular" girls. <br />I had a few extremely close friends, whom still hold my heart in their hands today. And I had many, many friends from all parts of my life: church, theatre, ECC, camp, and school. All of which, I had close bonds with. Friendship has meant more to me than anything else my entire life. High school only fueled that part of me even more.<br />Most people would say that I was a very happy person, a great student. I loved learning, I loved being with the people I loved everyday, I even loved our cafeteria food with a sick passion. Not many people would ever tell you that I dealt with alot of darkness on the inside. And what's that they say? "The people you least expect to be depressed or commit suicide, are usually the ones who face it." Now, I never wanted to kill myself. Never crossed my mind. I'm far too in love with being alive for that. But my depression was a wicked being. One that kept me from trusting. Kept me from loving whole-heartedly. It kept me at 100 feet away from anyone trying to get to know who I was, or worse--where I came from.<br />Quite similar to Ivy, I was someone very different on the inside. Except luckily for me, my classmates got to see the sunshine rather than the darkness. Ivy lets everyone see the badness, and never the goodness within her. <br />People don't get to hear about my family life. Very few souls have ever heard my side of the story. Not from embarrassment, but from the amount of sadness and anger that literally clog my throat when it came time to discuss <span style="font-style:italic;">family</span>. Now don't get me wrong, my family life is peachy compared to many other's. But there was still enough dysfunction to put me into a frenzy for years to come. We went to church 3 times a week, sometimes more. My parents are very righteous people, who instilled very good values in me very early on in life. If it weren't for the ethics and morals they taught me, I certainly would've been leading a very destructive life by now I'm sure. I was also very fortunate within my misfortune to have 2 half-siblings that are 5 and 9 years older than me. Thank goodness I was smart enough to be silent and observe.. I found out very quickly and very early who I <span style="font-weight:bold;">did not </span>want to be: my sister.<br />My oldest sister has been a drug-addict for years...for as long as I've known her. Her addiction broke my family and destroyed any relationship between us that could've ever existed. All I ever learned from her, was how to lie. My sisters we very cruel to me growing up. My dad was in school all day everyday, and my mom was gone 12 hours out of the day everyday. Plenty of time for my older sisters to kick me in every direction and call me every name in the book. I found refuge quickly, though. In nature, in music, and most impacting--friendships. <br />There is plenty of psychological bull that goes along with my life's story. But the point of this all, is that I was a very hurt soul during my high school days. I opened my arms and mind to any guidance leading me away from my pain at any given chance. I don't have a relationship with my drug-addict sister. I have mended the one with my other sister, though. As we've gotten older, it's been much easier to figure out that we were both the victims of our stories. The relationship I have with my parents is unlike most. I regret to tell you that it's not the best, actually. I love them very much, as they do me. But since elementary school, I have been jarred by their attentiveness to my eldest sister and her negativity she brings to every memory. I have been in the shadow of her since day one. And I have never been given the chance to be anything but. Whatever I did growing up, was immediately compared to what my sisters did. I was never separated from them in my parenting. All I wanted was to have a chance to be different, and prove to my parents that I was. Which...I have for the last 22 years. I am so incredibly opposite of my sisters, I couldn't be more grateful.<br />I still have alot of anger. Alot of sadness. And alot of things to work on. A lifetime of all that, it takes time to heal. I work on it everyday.<br />Bare holds all the dark moments that I experienced in high school. I questioned faith, I questioned everything about the church and often still do. I was constantly torn to let my family see who I really was, because I knew they wouldn't approve of the things I believed or the person I had become. No, I'm not gay. But I still plead for acceptance. Yes, I was an A+ student my entire life. But I still struggle to be seen as the fun person I am. No, I didn't ever do drugs or get involved into alcohol or was promiscuous. And yet, I still was "unworthy" of my church's pride. I was always confused as to why I felt like the church didn't want me to be who I felt I needed to be. I'm a great person. I constantly search for new knowledge, to find love and experience anything new and keep searching for peace in my heart. I am financially stable and have lived a very adult life for a long long time now. But for some reason, I still have to fight to be "seen." I still long for acceptance. I still battle judgement from Christ-like individuals from my background all the time. <br />Playing Ivy isn't so different from letting you see the darker side of myself. "All Grown Up," may be about Ivy's tragedy but it's very symbolic and pertinent in my own life. I didn't get pregnant, no. However, all my life I've struggled to release my inhibitions. I've always been afraid to let people see who I really am. Ivy's tale is far more depressing than mine, but finding out who you really are and living in confusion for so long is such a struggle for anyone. "Seventeen, how will I manage," my favorite line..High school was where I decided whether I was going to be happy whether I was given permission or not. Man, high school was really hard. Everyone knows. I've had a wonderful life. But there has been a mask hiding my lacerations for too long. Hiding is easy, facing your truth and finding your light is what's hard.<br /><br /><br />I think an important message bare sends is this, parents: make sure your children are aware that you love them. Do not ever think for one second that you don't need to remind them. <span style="font-style:italic;">Especially</span> if you've never seen eye-to-eye. I can ignore the church's judgement. But thinking that my parents don't like me? That's so much more degrading. <br />High school is such a vulnerable time for kids. We learn so much about ourselves and life and relationships. It's so important for us to know that it's okay to be who we want to be, just as long as we're not hurting anyone or ourselves. <br /><br /><br />Random thought: India Arie's "Heart of the Matter", "you keep carrying that anger, it'll eat you up inside." Great song.<br /><br />We all have our battles. We all have sides of us no one gets to see. But we're all beautiful people. And none of us should ever hold back in life just because we think someone we love won't love us anymore if we let them see who we really are.<br /><br /><3 <3 <3 bare is fantastic. do not miss this one, friends.Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-8476585836504953982011-06-01T11:21:00.000-07:002011-06-01T13:48:18.395-07:00If you like me kiss me, don't stop.Okay. This needs to be said before anything else: the cast of <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> is insanely fun! Seriously, I don't think I have ever had so many connections with so many of my cast mates before. We are a ridiculous bunch, whether we have been drinking or not. ;) you know what I mean, boys and girls of <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>!<br /><br />I actually want to blog about the cast today. Because I think alot of us have gotten pretty close these past few weeks, and it really adds to the show's realness I think. Who knew that some pizza and King's cup is all we needed to <span style="font-weight:bold;">really</span> loosen up. :))<br /><br />I love that theatre is such a social event sometimes. Not to Scott's liking because of how vociferous we become occasionally, lol. But because of how close you get to the people in your cast. Especially in a show like this, where we're all high schoolers that have grown up together. We have to recreate those background relationships with people we've only known in reality for a couple of months. Which is probably the easiest part of the job for me. I make friends pretty fast, and I usually keep those friendships alive for a very long time. It's amazing to me how I can make friendships last a lifetime, but I can't keep a real relationship with a man last for more than a few months. Whatevs. Some of us are just born to be free, eh? :)<br />My point is, our fake high school relationships have evolved into real-time friendships. And I couldn't be more excited to have all of these wonderful young adults a part of my life now.<br /><br />So now we've got St. Cecilia's clicks arranged just right:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Ivy, Tanya, and Kyra</span>---total mean girl club. We're the ultimate bitches of the school, you mess with us and we'll kill you...or have sex with you. We get to choose.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Matt and Nadia</span>---outcasted for no apparent reason other than being goodie-too shoos and maybe not meeting up to the "cool" standards because of their looks or grade point average. Matt has some seriously awkward social skills. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Jason and Peter</span>---apparent "besties" our whole lives. Jason, the over-achiever and total smokin' hottie that doesn't want any of us girls. Peter, the peace-keeper. Everyone is friends with Peter! He's the only one that tries to keep everyone happy. And of course, to keep Nadia and Ivy from murdering each other.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Alan, Rory, and Zach</span>---typical high schoolers. Zach is a total douche, even to his totally hott girl Kyra. Rory is the quirky loner, but freakin' hott and untouchable! Alan, in my opinion, is a total ladies man. He's got brains and looks.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Lucas</span>---stoner, drug-dealer, friends with everyone because he's clearly got all the goods. Alcohol, X, and of course, an endless amount of condoms. Haha, I guess he thinks he's getting lucky with my girl Tanya :)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Diane Lee</span>---nerd all the way! Probably the only one actually following the Catholic teachings and is totally prude. Hahaha, she really tries though! She's trying to find her way just like the rest of us. And just because she isn't gay, and doesn't do drugs and doesn't have sex she's still trying to find her place. She's still trying to be accepted. <br /> <br />It's really interesting to me that most of us are alarmingly like our characters. In one way or another. <br /><br />Now the reality clicks? Well, there really aren't any. There's alot of Webster students that have known each other for a while. And then there's several of us New Liners that have been together for a few shows now. But I really think we all mesh perfectly. There's no tension, there's jokes flying every direction, and someone is walking into rehearsal everyday with a person they haven't arrived with before. I really feel good with these people. I really love them all. Which makes it more difficult to be mean to all of them in the show!<br /><br />We are all such unique individuals. We are all so different and yet so much alike. Put these real relationships onto the stage of <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>, and you're in for a treat.<br /><br />I think I've finally nailed Ivy. Hehe, not literally. After some counsel with Scott, her and I stopped arguing finally. I, of course, had to give in to her (like most people do). Once I took myself out of the equation, it was so much easier to really get into character. Now that Ivy is a total rockin' mean girl, I've been able to let a little bit of myself slip into her softer moments. Which I always appreciate a role that I can somehow incorporate my own traits into, if it's appropriate of course. <br />I still haven't figured out why tech rehearsal was my breaking point; where I finally released Ivy's inner rockstar. I guess I was having a hard time up until then because I thought if I was melodramatic, that I'd be too over the top. Apparently not! It's exactly what my character creation was missing. Like Scott keeps reminding us, this is an opera. It may be a pop-opera, but nonetheless it needs to be big! I can't even describe to you how awesome it is to rock this way. It's really cool, man. <br /><br />We're here. We preview tomorrow night! This is the point of no return, <span style="font-weight:bold;">officially</span>. It's nerve-wracking, it's terrifying, it's exciting, it's exhilarating, and it's time to rock-out!<br /><br />I think I'm most excited about sending the message of love and acceptance to our audiences. Yes, Jason's struggle is being gay and being accepted in his family and social role, etc. But there are so many of us, who have no social restraints but still struggle with being accepted. There is nothing worse than to think that you are unloved; to have no one understand. There are plenty of straight men and women who are also hoping to be accepted by their families. Either because they don't follow the same religious views, or because they had a baby out of wedlock, or just because they've always been in the shadows of other siblings. There are all sorts of dysfunctional families, where children aren't treated/praised equally. Gay teens are certainly overwhelmed with judgement and hatred from our society. But <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span> contributes to anyone facing judgement from any social reform. It's a really powerful message, <span style="font-style:italic;">if you want to hear it</span>. This show open your hearts and minds to something different,<span style="font-style:italic;"> and</span> you'll be able to relate to the subject matter. There is always a way out or your torment. You can be happy, whether the world gives you permission or not. <br /><br />If you don't know me or my cast mates, here's a link so you can match our faces with our blogs. :)<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=16w70jJiyvk<br /><br /><br /><3 <3 <3Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-56907281184043970932011-05-17T13:53:00.000-07:002011-05-17T14:33:22.335-07:00Birthday bitch!Things are heatin' up fast on the New Line stage! We're getting things done and moving along quickly and smoothly. Mostly :)<br /><br />I'm really excited that we're in the theatre now. And our set pieces are now being incorporated in the blocking, which is awkward right now. But in a week, we'll be glad to finally have those real benches rather than folding chairs! Haha, not too easy to sit down too quickly...or to do the deed on! :D<br /><br />And here we go into the nitty gritty! Character analysis is underway and I think alot of us are still trying to figure out who we really are in the show. Ivy is surprising me. And I'm having a difficult time with some of her inner feelings still. Scott really likes us to have background stories for our characters. 1) It makes them so much more believable to the audience because 2) it turns us into real people rather than characters. So figuring out Ivy's background has gotten interesting, but difficult. I have a hard time leaving my self out of the making of it all. Ivy and Terrie may be similar in our insecurities but we definitely hold ourselves differently in public. We like different music, I think. And we have very different views on things. I am very optimistic and outgoing. Ivy---not so much. Playing such a different personality than my own has been challenging. But way too fun!<br />Things I need to work on:<br />1) being a super-slut<br />2) being an insecure super-slut<br />3) forgetting that people are watching me get frisky with Jason!<br />4) remembering my freakin' lyrics<br />5) remembering my blocking as well...<br /><br />There are obviously things that I need to work on. But with 8 more run thrus, I'll nail all of the above! It's really just doing it over and over to get comfortable. My lyrics have already gotten much stronger within a weekend, so I know I can do this. Once Jake and I figure out what's really gonna go on during our love-making, things will also become much more comfortable and smooth. Oh, and letting my bony knee caps get used to the harder than hard benches!!! And no, Scott, paint is not going to make the benches less hard! Hehee<br /><br />I have faith in this production. I feel the message is so powerful and anyone and everyone should understand it. It may be a pretty sad show, but the value within it is beautiful! <br /><br />Rock out, bare cast! I love working with all of you so much <3Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-1005837384063442002011-05-04T14:42:00.000-07:002011-05-04T15:40:29.390-07:00I have never felt this way before...have you?I want you, you see it in my eyes! <br />Alright...I won't sing my entire blog to you. Well, not today anyways.<br />We're off and rolling with <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. I LOVE this show!! Again, my blog is a little bit behind schedule. But here it is! Now you can follow my character analysis and my own perceptions of this beautiful show. And of course, you can become just as anxious as I am for bare's arrival for an audience. :) <br /><br />We've blocked Act I and now are all panic stricken to memorize as quickly as possible, as to avoid Scott's wrath. Haha, he's terrifying when he scolds us. Totally just joking! But really, we're at the point now where the scripts are really preventing us from forming our characters. So my down time at work and on the weekends have been solely singing and reading <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. I think alot of us already knew the show before we even started rehearsals, so that's been helpful. Most of us were pretty familiar with the score and the story line, which for me is making memorizing far easier than it normally would. We're half way through blocking Act II now, as well. So the memorizing better get done fast! Since we'll be running the show from top to bottom soon. And all of our shenanigans on stage will ensue :) <br /><br />Speaking of shenanigans...holy cow, I am so stinking excited about some of this blocking. First of all, I get to have stage sex for the first time ever. And I'm not just excited about it because I'm a pervie, haha. I'm really excited for it because it's going to be a brand new <span style="font-weight:bold;">challenge</span> for Jake and I both. One, we have to convince an audience that we're actually doin' it. Two, I have to reach somewhere inside of me that I've never had to reach before for any production. A place I, myself, rarely reach during my own personal life..<br />Ivy is seriously involved in Jason, whether he feels the same way or not. And as easy as stage sex may seem, it's actually a bit difficult. I will be completely vulnerable. And I will not be able to resort to being funny, like I usually can. The seriousness and the raw emotion behind it is going to be real, my friends. I am not one for sadness. I am not one to put my heartache on public display. I am not one for giving my heart up so easily for just anyone......and so it happens. Ivy and I <span style="font-style:italic;">can</span> relate in so many aspects.<br />Dammit. I don't know why that always happens. Everytime I think I'm completely different from a character, it turns out I could be their twin. <br /><br />I remember about 3 years ago, I was Ariel in Footloose. And I cannot tell you how completely uncomfortable I was trying to be "sexy." Oh my gawd, it killed me. I was a wreck after every rehearsal because I felt so incredibly exposed. <br />Now, that may seem absolutely ridiculous to alot of you who know me. Because I am quite affectionate and I am very confident in myself and my body. But for some reason, being sexy on stage just gave me the heebie-jeebies. Because I was forced to reach inside of my heart and grab the things that scared me most: vulnerability and seriousness. Which to this day, I struggle with constantly. I have a hard time confronting <span style="font-style:italic;">anyone</span> about my emotional pain. I have a hard time telling a guy I actually like him (not the silly flirting, I mean the really telling him how you feel). I think most people like myself (self-proclaimed comedians) are actually terrified of letting people into our hearts. Most people who grow up using comedy as a tool, are actually afraid to do anything else. I heard in a movie once a man say, "If I can't laugh about it, I avoid it all together." And wow, that quote hit home. I can't tell you how many situations I've withdrawn from if I knew that I could potentially cry in front of someone. It's kinda sad actually...okay, pathetic would be better. But the human heart and our minds are tricky beasts sometimes. We all react differently to things and we all handle crisis in our own way. Like they say, we all mourn in different ways..but we all love the same.<br /><br />So needless to say, this new challenge which I'm thrilled about! (the stage sex) is going to be hard. Not only to physically do all of that while singing, but also because it's going to strike a nerve in me that hasn't been struck in a long time. I won't just be dancing all sexy-like as when I was Ariel. I will now be <span style="font-weight:bold;">the sexy-slut</span>. A brand new character on my resume, but nothing I can't handle. :) and it's going to knock your socks off!<br /><br />I told a friend the other day, I have never learned more about <span style="font-style:italic;">myself</span> in any other situation than when I've been on stage. I really love it, actually. As uncomfortable as it makes me sometimes or as stressed out as I get over it, being Ivy is helping me overcome some of my own fears. As so many of my other roles have done.<br />Theatre is such a positive outlet for me. I'm so glad I've come this far with it.<br /><br />I won't be alone, though. It helps knowing Jake has never done anything like this either. Which will make this process much less stressful. We can help each other, and I love when two actors have to pull together to make something work.<br /><br />I absolutely love <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. I listen to it on my I-pod even when I'm not practicing on my own. It's on in my car continuously and I can't talk about anything else when I'm with my friends. I'm really excited for this one!<br /><br />My fortune cookie today said: "Versatility is one of your outstanding traits." Hehehe, I think so!<br /><br />Mark your calendars June 2nd thru the 25th. You won't wanna miss out on this show. <3Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-24472502236127942212011-04-20T13:39:00.000-07:002011-04-20T14:37:51.251-07:00Adios Muchachos!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEYAdMHLz4zQJlwMHGpYE8-gyTRb1hGnv1BXjl-YQr6vYkTrCASQQ1-jlLh1-npKNk1RjyjldMoAwAIJ1U1cvDcpfD59mCxfCtlnTz6MTX_WSM4VUPtWRzcVHG6N01zyxAs8miLyjR5Fg/s1600/205695_10150164771039301_18445674300_6561784_8310703_n.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEYAdMHLz4zQJlwMHGpYE8-gyTRb1hGnv1BXjl-YQr6vYkTrCASQQ1-jlLh1-npKNk1RjyjldMoAwAIJ1U1cvDcpfD59mCxfCtlnTz6MTX_WSM4VUPtWRzcVHG6N01zyxAs8miLyjR5Fg/s320/205695_10150164771039301_18445674300_6561784_8310703_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597782264482484370" /></a><br />A little late..but here is my parting piece from Two Gentlemen of Verona!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">What a fantastic show</span>! And what fantastic energy! I love performing a piece of theatre and making it new each and every night. It's exciting to have that sensation of "this is it, guys!" but also to feel as if it's opening night. A show like Two Gents requires a fresh energy each performance. And we most certainly provided more than enough every single weekend!<br /><br />Two Gents quickly rose to the top of the list of Favorite shows for myself and several of my friends. And really, I don't think it was just the show itself. (Anyone can read a script and sing the music in the score.) I think Two Gents was so successful because of our cast and our direction. New Line theatre changes an audience's <span style="font-weight:bold;">perspective</span>. Being in such an intimate and small venue, producing shows that have real-life situations and feelings, choosing productions that relay truth and diversity. It all plays a part in why New Line theatre won big with Two Gents and why every show put on there ends up captivating its crowd!<br /><br />I am so blessed that I have been able to work with New Line. My love for theatre has only grown since I've been here and I've developed not only as a better performer but as a better individual. :)<br />I'm incredibly fortunate that I get to help New Line influence theatre goers' hearts and minds.<br /><br />Two Gents, I love and miss you already. Wow, we had so much fun didn't we? I never thought I'd say it, but I kind of love being a man :)<br /><br />Now on to <span style="font-style:italic;">bare</span>. A brand new character for me to create and a role that is far different from myself...or so I think. I can't wait to find out! This one---you will not want to miss!Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-66009333925462495382011-03-09T12:30:00.000-08:002011-03-09T15:02:48.777-08:00Then, thus, of many good I think us best!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJFpOxXJ7EY_MzIPop5COcSWEDz8B4vczWfcUuO1hlWLYqovf1uG9U-LGOlraWV6cUl7p72P3qWKfUkevGL7BR45B2fNOrj9KpE6K4-SYDa___6PtUKsLwPNkwBmumhMHS7wrfwDm0t4/s1600/jeanitta2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJFpOxXJ7EY_MzIPop5COcSWEDz8B4vczWfcUuO1hlWLYqovf1uG9U-LGOlraWV6cUl7p72P3qWKfUkevGL7BR45B2fNOrj9KpE6K4-SYDa___6PtUKsLwPNkwBmumhMHS7wrfwDm0t4/s320/jeanitta2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582219473863819826" /></a><br />I have alot of random thoughts today. Which is normally what my blogs consist of anyways! So here goes:<br /><br />GREAT reviews for Two Gents! Wow, seriously! Awesome praise for our fantastic work! Way to be cast. We basically rule the planet now. Well, at least the realm of theatre in St. Louis anyways. :) <br />I love when the reviews come out. I get so anxious to read what our critics really think. Whether they liked it, loved it, or hated it. It's exciting to spread the news, whatever it may be. Reviews intrigue readers; they'll come check us out to make the final call on whether the critics were right or wrong. And nothing gets me more excited than a curious audience!<br />You must know, though. The critics are right. We are fantastic, we are terrific!!!<br />So thank you, theatre goers! For reading reviews, and wanting to experience our silliness with us on stage every weekend. And thank you, critics, for respecting and acknowledging great theatre!<br /><br /><br />I can't tell you how wonderful it is to hear that we accomplished our endeavors and effectively connected with our audiences this weekend. Thursday and Friday night were both great crowds! Especially Friday night's people. Man, they were so interactive!! Which makes performing a thousand times more invigorating. When an audience feeds off of our energy, we feed off of their's. And goodnesssssssss! It is such a sensation! <br />Saturday, however...was a little less vocal of their appreciation. Which, didn't affect our delicious performance at all!! We still gave them a perfect show! But I certainly didn't get my fix I needed that night (geeze, I am such a performance junkie). I sort of felt like I had just given a fabulous audition...and during my audition I got the stare down of, "why are you wasting my time." Man, I really hate that feeling. When ya walk in, sing your heart out and you just exude happiness and greatness. But then they look up from their papers, gawk at you a bit, then say, "Thank you, Terrie," and send me away. It's really discouraging.<br />Of course, Saturday night's audience did indeed love us and our show! And maybe they were so frozen solid that they couldn't physically laugh or coo. I know we were! and we were groovin' it up on stage. Don't think I didn't appreciate our audience. I did! I just didn't get that connection with them. And for me, that's what I most crave about performing. Reaching inside of the people's hearts and minds with song and dance. Haha, okay that sounds really cheesy. But it's for real!<br />Okay..I was at a party a few weeks ago. And I had so much fun, playing cards and dancing and reminiscing and so on. Well, my friend that I had shown up to the party with wasn't as enthralled as I was. So when we were driving home he said something along the lines of he wished that he hadn't of gone; he would've rather stayed at home to practice his guitar. My rebuttle was that I think it's important for people to spend time with each other, even if we want to be alone, it's necessary to have human interaction. It fuels something inside of us, it keeps us feeling. To be able to talk to and touch our friends was good for us. He said that was fine and dandy, but he needs alot of alone time to make really good music. Which, he does. So his argument seems justified. However...I explained to him that as an actor, it is very necessary for me to interact with other people. Constantly. There's plenty of alone time involved with creating characters, yes, but connection with real-life people is what makes our performances <span style="font-weight:bold;">actually</span> real. <br />You see, I feel that actors must try to experience everything they can possibly get their hands on. New food, new places, new styles, new music, a whole buncha things! We must be versatile. We must have open minds. And personally, I feel that connections with ALL different kinds of people help me the most in creating my characters. And the deeper the connection with people, the more I get out of the entire experience. <br />I've always been a "people-person." I love people; I hate people. I can't get enough of people. We're the most intricate, most ridiculous creatures. And I love how we function. I love our bodies, our minds, our perceptions, our science. <br />Theatre, I have found, is alot like psychology. Theatre has shown me alot about people. And much more about myself. <br /><br />My point is...All of my relationships: Every random stranger that I've conversated with. Every person I've just observed from a distance. Every boyfriend I've had. Every friend that I've learned every nook and cranny of. My family. My friends' families. My teachers. My students. My neighbors. Every actor I see in a movie.<br />Everyone of them has broadened my knowledge of life, love, and living. <br />And to portray that on stage for an audience and for an audience to feel what I feel. Well....I can't tell you just how special that experience is for me. I need it to be happy. I need it to be the best performer I can be. I need it to be me. <br /><br /><br />So what this all boils down to is: LAUGH at us! BOO at us. Just do <span style="font-style:italic;">something</span> to let us know that you, our audience, are involved in our madness. Or we'll have to take Lord Farquaad's approach in holding up signs that read: "Applause," "Giggle," "Awe." hahhaa, and that just isn't nearly as fun as letting you choose how to react to our production. :))<br /><br /><br /><br />True Blood will be starting up again in a few months. And pools will be opening too. Smoothies will need to be made. Frisbee will need to be played. And bare will be premiering at New Line. :))) <br />Summer, Summer. I am most like you, dear season. Hot and refreshing...and sometimes, too much for people to handle ;)<br /><br /><br />Can I just remind you all of how much I love Two Gents. I mean, really! Can I say it anymore?! Probably. And I will. <br />I love Two Gentlemen of Verona. <span style="font-weight:bold;">As will you.</span> <br />come join our love train!Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-31478446664268124712011-03-05T10:25:00.000-08:002011-03-05T10:50:10.924-08:00I must say, you do look familiar...Holy Crap. Last night was SO GREAT!!!! What energy! Seriously, that was <span style="font-weight:bold;">such</span> a sensational performance. The audience was fantastic too! So fantastic. Which is always really great. To feed off of their energy is really intense. Becoming one with an audience and having this magnitude of ONE-ness...It's a really awesome feeling; it's unexplainable. You just need to know that it's exhilarating. And I live for that feeling! I think we all do, really. To love and to be loved. :)<br /><br />Two Gents is the most exciting show I've ever been a part of. I mean really. Evita was so great, and I had a really personal connection to the show. But Two Gents has such an uplifting spirit in it. I absolutely love being onstage with this cast every night. And I am absolutely pumped to see what else this show has to offer. Every night something new happens, whether we intentionally make a change or not, we <span style="font-style:italic;">feel</span> something new with each performance. We create new energy and serious funky groove. I love every minute of this experience. Goodness gracious, I love theatre.<br /><br />Yesterday was also my 22nd birthday. And Two Gents was by far the best gift I could've gotten. :)<br />When you come see Two Gentlemen of Verona at New Line theatre be ready to get your socks rocked off. And be ready to get slim and sexy with all the laughing you'll be doing.<br /><br />This feeling is all too familiar...and I couldn't be more thrilled!Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-53636747061072652012011-02-22T10:36:00.000-08:002011-02-22T11:19:15.282-08:00Alas!!!Alright, I think I've figured it out. Lucetta and I finally got some much needed counsel and we are going to be just fine! Haha, thank you Scott. I always try to remember that if I can't find the answer to my problem, I need to rephrase the question. You have done that for me! Now Lucetta and Julia have some new found perspective and can rock that stage til the break of day. :D<br /><br />Also, reading Sparknotes has never helped me more than it has for this show. Really, I mean, it shared some good insight to Two Gents that I wasn't reading into by myself. It turns out, Shakespeare is kinda deep! But that doesn't mean we can't understand it. So, thank you Scott and Sparknotes for your guidance and 101 on Big Will. Now I can apply this insight to my performance and all will be awesome. <br /><br />I really love the energy for this show. It's so big and so fun. And it makes me feel really groovy. Which, is the best feeling, of course! I'm not sure whether it's the show itself, or whether it's the people I get to work with everyday. But I am so happy every time I get to go to rehearsal. No matter how bad my day was at work, or how sick I feel, or how tired I am, or whatever else is going on in my life at the time; I get to New Line and nothing can bring me down. That's the kind of energy I'm talking about. We just feel good when we're all together. That's what I love about this theatre. It's what I love about the cast. It's what I love about Scott and Trish. We can have such a great time rehearsing, but still put on fantastic productions. <br />We can even party all night long with perfect strangers and still have a groovin' time. Thanks, Chuck Miller for throwing New Line that delicious event. I had quite a good time, and your wine was yummo!<br /><br />Hell week begins in t-minus 5 days. But really, we shouldn't refer to it as hell-week. It's alot of fun! I love when a show finally starts to come together. When costumes, lights, mics, make-up, props, the band, the whole sha-bang is mixed together. Hell-week, honestly, is probably my favorite part of putting a show up. It's the point of no return. :)<br />and I like leaping without fear.<br /><br />Let's do this already!<br />I am too stinkin' excited.Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652565686363494098.post-58757492501826587302011-02-19T08:32:00.000-08:002011-02-19T09:11:18.064-08:00to plead for love deserves more fee than hate.Alright, Lucetta. You cynical bitch, you. You had better start working with me or I'm going to smack your face. Okay, okay, okay..so it's not your fault per say. One day, I think I've got this down. And then the next..it's gone! Lucetta is starting to experience multiple-personality disorder. And she'd better get on some psych meds soon, because opening night is 12 days! :/<br />I need to be meaner. I need to be more of a teenager. I need to be consistent. I need to focus.....I need a drink.<br />Lucetta, I know we aren't that complicated. Now just work with me, lady!<br /><br />The thing I am most gracious for in theatre is this. When you hit a rough spot and can't seem to get something right on stage, you think it is far too late to fix it and everyone will smell your crap from off stage. And then the production goes up, and you think "Oh, goodness. I'm about to blow up in flames." But suddenly, somewhere-somehow-someway, you put on this spectacular performance that you didn't think was going to happen. Muscle memory kicks in, and you stop thinking so hard. Lucetta, my bitchy egotistical twin...the theatre gods better have us in mind. Starting NOW!<br />Evita, for instance...we were not Latino enough for the longest time. We felt like we were being ridiculous, but it just wasn't coming through. Then, suddenly, out of no where! we were the sauciest, baddest, hottest Argentines the likes of this stage had ever seen. I have faith. Lucetta will arrive.<br />(if you tell yourself something over and over, it eventually becomes true.)<br /><br /><br />I auditioned for 55 theatres yesterday at freaking Midwestern theatre auditions. <br />Not a single call-back.<br />What did I gain? A day off of work.<br />What did I lose? Dignity.<br />Nothing a cold beer and a wonder wienie from the hot dog man can't fix.<br />I guess this is just destiny telling me it's time to start my band, Lucetta and the Betrayers. Time to buy that accordion patiently lurking in my shopping bag on Amazon.com and just do the darn thing already.<br /><br /><br /><br />55 theatres...Terrie Suzettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18200202453005108477noreply@blogger.com0