I’m suffering from post-show depression (along with my fellow River Cityians) because “The Music Man” closed three days ago. And, yes partly because Hugh Jackman never showed. (Read my first blog to understand that reference.)
It was my first on-stage experience with the Glens Falls Community Theatre and despite complaining about the grueling rehearsal schedule nightly from 6 to 10 p.m. or later for the past two weeks, now I feel that my nights are empty in comparison.
As I reflect on my exploit, I am still fascinated by how all the people, ages 9 to 90, in this show were interconnected. Gigi discovered that Ellen's father was her elementary music teacher miles away in Massena. Anne is a mail carrier and delivers mail to some of the cast members. I’ve already blogged about the four people in the cast who were involved in “The Music Man” when the club presented it 50 years ago. I met moms and their kids, a dad and his son, husbands and wives, boyfriends and girlfriends, sisters, teachers and students, classmates, neighbors and friends. In addition to the experienced performers, there was a group of us that were connected by never being on stage before.
By closing night, a veil of connectedness drew us together like one big family….no wait, like a community, which by definition is a feeling of fellowship with others, as a result of sharing common attitudes, interests and goals.
Yes, that’s it, we ended up being a community as we all had the same goal of presenting the best version of “The Music Man” as possible.