When you perform in front of an audience after only two days of rehearsal, you're flying by the seat of your pants - particularly when they're rewriting the show right up to the moment the camera goes on.
quote by Michael Richards
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What looks absolutely fabulous in rehearsal can fall flat in front of an audience. The audience dictates what you do or don't change.
quote by Harvey Fierstein
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You're in front of an audience, but you're playing for a camera. There's this huge adrenaline rush, because you know that besides the audience in the studio, there are millions of people watching at home.
quote by Jon Lovitz
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They both go together; you can't be in front of the camera hosting a fitness television show in front of 75 million households and not have trained 6 days per week year round - in a bikini no less.
What if Don’t Nobody Come?
What if Don’t Nobody Come?
A Poem for the Pre-Show Jitters
You think all the theatrical heavy hitters
never had the jitters?
Think twice.
If don’t nobody come to see you perform tonight
It’s all right.
Your words will not change
You will not lose resonance
The stage will not cave in and fall to the earth’s core
Burning you alive until you die
In a moratorium of simile and prose
You will not fail
Unless you fail yourself
If no one shows
It’s OK
I promise
The show must go on.
You have covered your venue
Taken care of the sound man
Run yourself a rehearsal,3 times
In anticipation of this night
If no one shows.
it will be all right
you’ll see
Just remember,
to get yourself a camera man
so you can sell the DVD
Jessica Holter
poem by Jessica Holter
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No Rehearsal
Did you learn your lines today?
Well, there is no rehearsal.
The tickets have all been sold
For tomorrows matinee.
Theres a telegram from the writer,
But there is no rehearsal.
The electrician has been told
To make the spotlights brighter.
There is one seat in the circle--
Five hundred million in the stalls.
Simply everyone will be there,
But the safety curtain falls
When the bomb thats in the dressing room
Blows the windows from their frames.
And the prompter in his corner is sorry that he came.
There is one seat in the circle--
Five hundred million in the stalls.
Simply everyone will be there
But the safety curtain falls
When the bomb thats in the dressing room
Blows the windows from their frames.
And the prompter in his corner is sorry that he came.
When the bomb thats in the dressing room
Blows the windows from their frames.
And the prompter in his corner is sorry that he came.
Did you learn your lines today?
Well there is no rehearsal.
The interval will last until
The ice-cream lady melts away.
The twelve piece orchestra are here,
But there is no rehearsal.
The first violinists hands are chilled--
Hes gone deaf in both ears.
Well, the scenery is colorful,
But the paint is so damn thin.
You see the wall behind is crumbling,
And the stage door is bricked in.
But the audience keep arriving
til theyre standing in the wings.
And we take the final curtain call,
And the ceiling crashes in.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Richly Deserved
My only way
of flying
is by
the seat of my pants
helped by the boot
of the big brute.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Sometimes you don't know what you've got until you put it in front of an audience - and the enthusiasm for the show from the audience has been just incredible.
quote by Matthew Bourne
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Happy Days, which we did for 11 years, we did with three cameras in front of a live audience. Very special. We had a party every Friday night. The boys, Ron, Henry, they grew up on that show.
quote by Marion Ross
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My beloved spouse describes her strange dream
We were in the Kodak Theater in the days before the show.
By the time night arrived.
And it's a rehearsal.
They called the best picture; ' The old naked starving man with a red beard from another planet.'
Moments after you were named for the best actor in the same movie.
After receiving the Oscar you came to me and kissed my forehead.
I whispered that I am conceived and this time must be a boy.
Then you collapsed with the award.
I woke up and found the best actor lying on the floor beside our rickety bed after the nightcap.
* To all the poor actors and actresses those who perform great roles in the life-drama for nothing?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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All of the material for The Fine Line was created via improvisation with my partner, but not in front of an audience. We'd continue to refine it in front of an audience based on their responses until it was set and scripted.
quote by Douglas Wood
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I can go in front of an orchestra. I can go in front of an audience. But if you see me walking through an audience in the reception or through a lot of people, I'm still shy.
quote by Kurt Masur
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I design my shots. I walk the rehearsal as the camera and say 'this is where I want to be... I want this look.
quote by Debbie Allen
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The audience is the camera. I don't want the audience to sit and watch, I want it to move.
As A Drive The Car To The City
you will always be on my right
at the front seat
do not talk too much
i have had enough
you are my wife and will always
be at the front seat
do not take that position for granted
others are waiting
somewhere over the next block
for a hitch
of this marriage trip.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Being behind a camera, in front of the camera, is my own little deconstructionist niche.
quote by Joshua Leonard
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I started in live television and I've done a lot of live TV and that's really the thing that I love best. I love flying by the seat of my pants.
quote by Florence Henderson
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If Only
Scarlet red
drips from my veins
What's wrong with me
That I imagine such things
And if only for a moment
Let there be peace
And how can I
Live with this pain
I don't have the strength
To conquer this shame
And if only for a moment
Let there be peace
And tell me did you know
That I still won't let it go
And just maybe your're still flying free
If only
Tell me why
I'm left here alone
I search for your voice
But I should've known
That if only for a moment
You'd be with me
And tell me did you know
That I still won't let it go
And just maybe you're still flying free
If only I could change the way
You were torn away from me
I would never let you go
I'd burn away the plans we made
Pretending to believe
That I am not afraid
And tell me did you know
That I still won't let it go
And just maybe you're still flying free
And tell me did you know
That I still won't let it go
And just maybe you're still flying free
If only
song performed by by Tiffany
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03-25=2010*** How In The Hell Are They Still Standing?
I keep seeing people who should be dead
They're not be in the morgue yet
I don't see why
What is keeping them moving breathing
My most recent sighting was
Just to the right of the front door
Of The San Francisco
Main Library
The Swig family and other old and new
Monied San Franciscans
Campaigned and fundraised
To pay for large rooms with their names
The library's many floors have decor
It even has a small deli
If you can pay for self-service coffee
Or the sandwich of the day
As you walk in off the street
You are greeted by
Large open space
Friends' of the Library Book Sales
Back outside in the cold
Just to the right of the front door
Stood a breathing
Dead person
There is no reason
I can see why
This person is still alive
What's keeping him upright
He's wearing grey sweatpants
Recently pissed in
Mismatched sneakers no socks
Ankles with blue black and red running sores
He's wearing a light long-sleeved shirt
I'm cold in my heavy sweater over my shirt
He put down his two plastice bags
Pulled out a bottle of vodka
Two big gulps saved some for later
I don't expect him to have a later
But off he walks steady on his feet
The seat of his wet pants facing me
The seat of his wet pants
Baffling me why is he still alive
Where does he sleep eat get warm
When and when in the hell will he die
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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There is always an audience for different individuals, but critics sometimes stop the audience finding the show and the show finding the audience.
quote by Richard O'Brien
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A Front Row Seat To Hear Ole Johnny Sing
Now you know some fellahs, they want fame and fortune
Yeah, and other fellahs they just wanna swing
But all I wanted all my life
Was a TV set and a truck and a wife
And a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
Yeah the TV and the truck I got on credit.
And I got that girl with a little old Woolworth ring
And life was warm and life was sweet
But still, it was kinda incomplete
Without a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
chorus:
Hey, John you walk the line,
Do 'Deelia' one more time
And when you do them Cottonfields
You warm this heart of mine.
So, one day I thought, Hey, I'm gonna do it!
(That's what I said)
So, I mortgaged the farm and pawned her wedding ring.
I sold the gold tooth out of my mouth
And jumped in the pickup and headed South.
For a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
I hit Nashville cold and wet and hungry.
I said, 'I'm here, bring him on let him do his thing.'
But they told me down at the Old Pit Grill
I'd have to go all the way to Andersonville
For a front row seat to hear ole Jonny sing.
I found his house knocked on the door and it was opened
By a brown-haired girl and a baby with a teethin' ring.
I said 'I seen you somewhere before
but don't stand there and block the door
I want a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.'
(chorus)
She said I'd have to go down to The Opry
And the feller there said I'd have to wait till Spring.
He said, 'We've been sold out for months and months
And this poor insane fellah wants
A front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.'
Well, he said a couple more things, and I started cryin'
And then he laughed at me and that's when I started to swing.
Well I bust through the doors in a roaring rage,
Crawled over the crowd till I reached the stage
For a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
(chrous)
Then some crazy guard started shootin'
I shot back, and the next thing I know I was winged
and on the floor
When a guy in a voice kinda deep and low
Says, 'Boy that's a mighty long way to go
For a front row seat to hear ANYBODY sing.'
And I guess that judge, he weren't no music lover.
I got fifteen months but that don't mean a thing.
Cos' yesterday in the prison yard
A show come through and HAR! de HAR!
I had a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
(chorus plus some typical Shel ranting and raving)
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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