Fault Lines Journal Part VII

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The last weekend of the Fault Lines production was March 25-27, 2010. At this point, the actors and band were like a well-oiled machine. We still had some sound and mic problems here and there, but overall we felt we could do no wrong.

At the Friday night show, there was a lady in attendance who loved the band. Just loved us. After every song she was screaming and yelling above everyone else, and she was cajoling the crowd to yell louder, etc. We loved her. This lady was also drunk. Very drunk. In hindsight, I am quite surprised she made it through the band performance and play without passing out. I know she didn’t pass out because she was laughing and commenting during the play roughly every 45-50 seconds. Literally. She loved that play more than anyone has ever loved a play in the history of time. She liked making comments, and laughing, and making comments while laughing. She even pulled off the laughing comment. I called it a “laughment”. One of her best comments, which really sticks out in my mind, was the following:

Joe – I am going to advise her parents to file a civil suit against you.

Loud Lady – “Good luck with that!” (at full volume)

She got a laugh from me.

They weren’t all happy days that weekend. The hot dog cart got busted by the po-po. Damnation. They didn’t have a street vendor permit (and something tells me they didn’t regularly change out their grease). We were waiting and waiting and waiting for the cart on the last night (Saturday), but the cart never came. According to Horsehead, the cart people never planned on obtaining a street vendor permit, and that the cart people were effectively “rolling the dice” every night. For 7 magic nights, they kept the dream alive. Apparently, on Friday March 26th, they ‘crapped out”. We mourned the lack of bacon-wrapped hot dogs on the last Saturday night.

After the Friday night show, PLUMP had seen fit to book themselves at Last Concert Café. It was a nice night to hang outside. Lots of Horsehead people in the house, and we got to play a hell of a lot louder than we had been in the bar. We rocked.

The final show was uneventful. It was sold out, which was nice, and everyone dug the play and the band. Good way to end the run. Cast party was at my house. My lady had some sort of huge bottle of Sweet Tea Vodka that she had been looking forward to all day, and I managed to break that bottle in the first 5 minutes of the party. Lots of people at the house, many of whom I had never seen before. Somebody brought over some “snake venom sake” from somewhere in the Orient. I tried it. Not impressed. Such is life. There was Caballo beer (in honor of Horsehead). OK, but it was no Lone Star, which is what I stuck with. It was a right nice party.

All in all, PLUMP was unanimous in thinking it was a very positive experience being part of the play. We got on with Horsehead Theatre Company real well, and I hope we get asked to do music in future shows. Thanks for reading.