This weekend was the Stage Production of the Pirates of Penzance at the Kid's school. Much to my surprise he joined the stage crew a few months back. I think there was a girl involved but, whatever he stuck with it. The past week has been a nonstop whirlwind of rehearsals, last minute fixes and all around mayhem.
It has been many years since I've seen the Pirates of Penzance but I did remember it being an opera, a comedic one, but an opera non the less. I was a little skeptical on Friday night when we went to the show but all in all the singing was good and the girl that played the Major-General was hilarious.
There was one part in Act II that had some dancing. I didn't remember dancers from the original but they had some music to fill so, ok, I guess throwing in some dancers would fix that. Unfortunately, the dancers were a hot-mess. I was a dancer for 12 years, the last 4 being competitive, so I feel that I have a smidge of authority here. I know all about nerves, sprained ankles, slippery floors, the works, but these girls looked like they learned the routine last Tuesday instead of last December.
At the end of Saturday night's performance there was the expected thanks from the cast, crew, etc. and not to be one to miss a moment of drama in the spotlight the Kid did the stage crew thank you's, gave a shot to the director and threw in a plug for the dancers. It was nice considering they were a disaster.
The Director, who has known the Kid for the past 7 years, didn't miss an opportunity to give a shot back...
Director: Kid's mom and dad are you here tonight? (I wave apprehensively, the Kid's dad was farther back in the audience but I'm sure he had the same 'Oh crap' look on his face too.)
Director: My youngest daughter came home last night and said that she thought the cute stage crew kid looked just like Justin Bieber. I tried to figure out by process of elimination which kid this might be.
Director: Kid. Come here. (Points to the Kid's belt) Mom, Dad? See how low his pants are?
(They weren't that low but I knew right where this was going now. Try to also keep in mind that the director's daughter is five.)
Director: My daughter then says, "Dad, you know. The kid with the green underwear."
Fab. U. Lous.