A few weeks ago, I was involved in one of the more powerful experiences I have had in my life. I got to experience full on what the life of professional actors is like and surprisingly (or not so much) I didn’t want to leave, and I really really miss it. I was accepted into Signature Theatre’s 2 week intensive musical theatre training program working with names like Eric Schaeffer, Jane Pesci-Townsend, Karma Camp, Andrew Long, Emily Skinner, Marc Kudisch, and many more instructors from New York and DC. During the program I was presented with a piece from a new musical called “Glory Days” being produced by Signature Theatre at the beginning of 2008. The song was called “Open Road” and I absolutely fell in love with the piece and can’t get over the words and how powerful it is. Personally I think that I performed it well, sang it beautifully and understood the song completely and I believe I got that across to the people I was working with also. It’s something easy to relate to, so I took the next opportunity to hear more. This past weekend I went to Signature to see Glory Days’ staged concert reading. I took one of my best friends, David, with me because I figured he would enjoy it. I don’t know, I knew I loved that one song, but something told me that I wouldn’t be as impressed with the rest of the show and the music and the writing (musically or otherwise) and I was surprised to find out that the rest of the show is outstanding. There was a pleasant complexity to the harmonies and the words and the story and it was exactly what you want to see this day in age from a musical. It was beautifully written and if I loved it as much as I did as a staged reading, I can only imagine what it will be like as a full production.
I mean, I sat down this evening with two of my best friends from high school this evening, two days after the show. And yeah, we’ve changed, we’ve grown apart, and yet, there is an extraordinary sense that we have hung out every night since we last saw each other. They are both married to each other now. When we were in high school, we used to come to the same bar and play open mic nights (we were only allowed in because we were playing when we were only 16 and 17) and we didn’t know too much about what we were doing, we just knew a few songs and we got up there and played them, and we got applause because we were kids, and, for the most part, people are forgiving and accepting that we aren’t seasoned musicians.
Those were like our Glory Days and just when I thought that they were just memories and that they were easily forgotten, my friend, Jenna pulled out her iPod and she had a photo album of only about 40 photos of various things (several wedding photos, several pictures of her and Jay’s dog and amongst all the best memories of their lives and the things that she believed were important enough was one photo taken back then (before everyone and their moms had a digital camera and only one of your 10 friends carried one around) was a photo of all of us on the stage at Orbits (before it was The Colonial Tavern [or as we call it, "The Green Orbits" because it used to be red]) playing some Dave Matthews song no doubt.
That was a good feeling to know that some of those things are kept around and that even though we haven’t seen each other in years that those are still pieces of us.
That was part of the story of Glory Days. My mind is settling to the idea that I want to get involved in writing a musical. I’m looking in every direction for something to write about, and I’m going to things like this to find inspiration of sorts and see in what ways other new playwrights are going with their ideas. I am going to be getting in touch with Nick Blaemire, the guy who wrote the music and lyrics of Glory Days and sitting down with him hopefully in the next few weeks and picking his brain a little bit abut what he did to get it where it is. It was one of the most sobering and eye-opening things I have seen in a while and it wasn’t even a full production. I see that show doing huge things. And having sung a song from it before seeing it I had an idea of what was going on and loved and appreciated it even more. The guys that performed it were great too. The characters are only 19 years old (maybe younger, maybe older) and the story still related to the elderly couple sitting in front of me, and the group of teens sitting in the front (maybe not even out of high school) and me (a summer out of college) and my friend (in senior year of college) and everyone in the room. It spoke to everyone, because High School is still one of those things you don’t forget, it was the worst of times, and the best. We found a lot of ourselves there…okay I’m like stating obviosities and not making a lot of sense.
I’m toying with the idea of writing a “Last Five Years” type musical with a feel like the movie “The Last Kiss” but not with the same storyline. It will just be one of those stories where you didn’t expect the story to end in such a disaster and you don’t know how to feel. More on that one day. I noticed my last post was more than half a year ago now and I’m a big slacker until I experience something worth writing about again and I really should follow through a lot more than I do. We’ll see.