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Hello friends and family.
I'm in Tampa now, by an incredible sequence of events.
Yesterday, we did the DVD taping for HS Musical in Houston. The DVD crew came in with 12 more cameras... ugh. I had three more handheld guys and three more cable pages down in my pit area for the show. I just kinda stayed on stage left for half the show and switched over to stage right for the other half. It was a little too crowded to do a lot of running around. Houston was an adventure. I woke up around 8, expecting to be early and really needing a refreshing morning shower. Too bad, 'cause as soon as I stepped off the bus, I saw our cases coming off the truck. I stayed in what I slept in for most of the day, working hard to get things completely situated for the taping and all. We added two screens in a weird position almost completely behind the stage for all the people with the worst seats in the house. My stagehands were great, though, and made things a lot easier in the long run. One of the hands had what looked like a mohawk, a strange sense of humor and almost a bad attitude. He was a good guy, though. All of our stagehands had just come off a late-night load out for Trans Siberian Orchestra, so I can see where people could get lazy and/or a little on-edge. This one guy was pretty funny, though. They had come up with great roadie songs. Like "Riders on the Case (Storm)", "Inner Soundman (Sandman)" and my favorite, "Master of Trusses (Puppets)". I had a good time in Houston, despite the seriously long hours and dreadful catering. We were in the building from 8 a.m. 'til well past 1 a.m. the next morning, with no real breaks.
Catering. A new surprise every day. The menu seems to revolve around grilled chicken, salmon and sliced beef. Always two of the three. Always. Potatoes. Salad. Another vegetable or two. Always. It's getting a bit old.
Back to last night. All day yesterday, Steve had been talking about the flight he had booked instead of the 1000 mile bus ride to Tampa. Around 6:30, Jody looked at me and said, "If you go book the flight, I'll pay for it." Right on! The flights were super cheap, about 100 bucks apiece. Jody's a great guy and I never expected him to actually pay for my flight. He did, though. He even let me use their guest bed for a couple hours last night after the show. Since Jody lives in Houston, his wife (and two adorable kids) came and picked us up after load out. Our flight left at 7:45 and we were on our way to Tampa. 11 o'clock and we're in our hotel, right beside the water, enjoying an actual day off. I made the mistake of trying out the bed this afternoon and only woke up when Jody called about getting something to eat. Steve, Jody and I walked down to Jackson's and ate some seafood (sushi for me) and chilled out there for a while. We have harbors all around us here, so every view is great. Sunset and sushi and a couple of Bass Pale Ales. That's my evening so far.
I talked to a friend online last night. I couldn't help but confess my one major revelation from this entire experience. LIFE. IS. WEIRD. Seriously. Every couple days, my mind will catch up with where I'm at or what I'm doing and remind me of what's really going on. I almost always start laughing, simply because I cannot believe how things have changed in the past two months.
It doesn't seem like the holidays. I have my door open here in the room and the weather's spectacular. I plan on spending some time in the jacuzzi tonight and maybe spending some time on my patio.
I'll post again late tonight with some pictures.
I'm in Tampa now, by an incredible sequence of events.
Yesterday, we did the DVD taping for HS Musical in Houston. The DVD crew came in with 12 more cameras... ugh. I had three more handheld guys and three more cable pages down in my pit area for the show. I just kinda stayed on stage left for half the show and switched over to stage right for the other half. It was a little too crowded to do a lot of running around. Houston was an adventure. I woke up around 8, expecting to be early and really needing a refreshing morning shower. Too bad, 'cause as soon as I stepped off the bus, I saw our cases coming off the truck. I stayed in what I slept in for most of the day, working hard to get things completely situated for the taping and all. We added two screens in a weird position almost completely behind the stage for all the people with the worst seats in the house. My stagehands were great, though, and made things a lot easier in the long run. One of the hands had what looked like a mohawk, a strange sense of humor and almost a bad attitude. He was a good guy, though. All of our stagehands had just come off a late-night load out for Trans Siberian Orchestra, so I can see where people could get lazy and/or a little on-edge. This one guy was pretty funny, though. They had come up with great roadie songs. Like "Riders on the Case (Storm)", "Inner Soundman (Sandman)" and my favorite, "Master of Trusses (Puppets)". I had a good time in Houston, despite the seriously long hours and dreadful catering. We were in the building from 8 a.m. 'til well past 1 a.m. the next morning, with no real breaks.
Catering. A new surprise every day. The menu seems to revolve around grilled chicken, salmon and sliced beef. Always two of the three. Always. Potatoes. Salad. Another vegetable or two. Always. It's getting a bit old.
Back to last night. All day yesterday, Steve had been talking about the flight he had booked instead of the 1000 mile bus ride to Tampa. Around 6:30, Jody looked at me and said, "If you go book the flight, I'll pay for it." Right on! The flights were super cheap, about 100 bucks apiece. Jody's a great guy and I never expected him to actually pay for my flight. He did, though. He even let me use their guest bed for a couple hours last night after the show. Since Jody lives in Houston, his wife (and two adorable kids) came and picked us up after load out. Our flight left at 7:45 and we were on our way to Tampa. 11 o'clock and we're in our hotel, right beside the water, enjoying an actual day off. I made the mistake of trying out the bed this afternoon and only woke up when Jody called about getting something to eat. Steve, Jody and I walked down to Jackson's and ate some seafood (sushi for me) and chilled out there for a while. We have harbors all around us here, so every view is great. Sunset and sushi and a couple of Bass Pale Ales. That's my evening so far.
I talked to a friend online last night. I couldn't help but confess my one major revelation from this entire experience. LIFE. IS. WEIRD. Seriously. Every couple days, my mind will catch up with where I'm at or what I'm doing and remind me of what's really going on. I almost always start laughing, simply because I cannot believe how things have changed in the past two months.
It doesn't seem like the holidays. I have my door open here in the room and the weather's spectacular. I plan on spending some time in the jacuzzi tonight and maybe spending some time on my patio.
I'll post again late tonight with some pictures.
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