I’m doing another play at the Firehouse Theater: Al Capone & Me, a 20s comedy by local playwright Ruth Baker. This is another fun & interesting play about a bunch of people living in a boarding house in Fort Wayne during the great depression, who sort of accidentally get mixed up with Al Capone. It will be a fabulous play when it all comes together.
Right now though, I think I am experiencing something not unique: I’m worried that it will be a complete disaster because people don’t know their lines, nobody’s acting but too busy remembering what they’re supposed to say and messing around, the set’s not started, etc. etc. We have 2 1/2 weeks to go. I know it will all come together and everyone will try their best when it’s the moment of truth. But now, it’s messy!
I love my character. One of the best things is that I get to wear fabulous costumes. Since the setting is the late 1920s/early 1930s, I get to dress like a flapper, plaster my hair down with gel, wear lots of makeup and lots of jewelry and stuff I would never wear in real life. I also get to act…um…sort of unladylike. Well, it’s implied. Hee hee!
I also will be singing in front of an audience, solo, a capella, for the first time. I had fun the other night trying it. I let my voice fill the theater and it felt really good. The playwright liked my singing, so that makes me happy. It’s a very old song, so I hope there are some older people there who will appreciate it and it might bring them happy memories.
