Fucking Up Everything
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    Tuesday
    Aug092011

    The Home Stretch

    It's been quite a roller coaster ride as we wrapped up this weekend and look ahead to the final two performances of F#@king Up Everything.  To say that things have been eventful would probably be an understatement--We've seen everything from happily molested audience members thanks to Fritz and Crystal A. to blown out tires on the side of the road to producers run over by cars (no worries, he's just fine).  And I'd be remiss if I were to leave out the epic Woolly Flood of 2011 that began as a small pipe leak in the lobby to torrents of water streaming out of pipes all over the building and onto our light board.  (Again, no worries, everyone was fine)  But what would theatre be without a little drama?
     
    The cast and band get the nightly applause from the audience and if tech is doing our job right, no one really notices we're there.  But in representing my peeps, I wanted to spend this blog doing shout outs for some of the little things that went on backstage and might not have gotten the love...
     
    To Daisy, our lighting designer, who doesn't get breaks between her triple headers of FUE-WYB-FUE on the weekends because she's up climbing ladders to flip the lighting plot between shows.  While the cast is out schmoozing, she's hard at work.
     
    To AJ, our sound operator, who quite literally saved our butts during tech week by jumping into the show with no advance knowledge.  Now, knowing the show as well as any of us, he continues to work on us, sharpen his cueing and make sure all our mics are in the right place.  The show sounds as good as it does, in part, because of you.
     
    To Peter, our go-to costume repair genius.  I don't know how actors do the things they do to their costumes sometimes, but you've been there to pull things back together.
     
    To Eric and Sam, our writers.  As with techies, if you've done your job right, the audience thinks the actors are just making up all the things that come out of their mouths.  You've giving us such a layered and joyful piece to work with and it's been an honor to know you set your baby into my and our hands each performance.
     
    To Jeremy and Charlie, our crack team of producers.  A producer is more than a credit card, folks.  When push comes to shove, they are the phone call that makes things happen or the ear when you need to vent in a crisis.  Gentlemen, it's been totally for real... and Jeremy, take care of that foot.
     
    To Grace and Sarah, our kick-ass intern team, who runs our backstage like clockwork.  Unless you've done it, you have no idea how much work goes into setting, tracking and maintaining props and costumes for a show.  And they clean sweaty, nasty actor underwear... not a pleasant task!  Ladies, I've come to rely on the two of you as much as any ASM team I've ever had.  Thank you.
     
    And something personal - Stage managers are the people who end up dealing with everyone else's problems and complaints, which doesn't leave much energy for yourself sometimes.  There have been several of the cast and team who have been a generous ear to listen or shoulder to lean on.  You know who you are, and I thank you endlessly for that.  You are the people who replenish others so that we can go on to fight another battle.
     

    So onto that last battle I go... If you haven't been to see us yet, this is it.  And to the FUE family, let us fight on like it's "Braveheart" and show everyone our bare butts on the way out!

    --Hope Villanueva (Stage Manager)

    Monday
    Aug082011

    Hipstamatic!

    Here's my latest photo fun:

    My latest roll of film is being held hostage by a photo developer in NYC so I offer this fun look into the onstage life of FUE:
    Every night in the show I take the same picture of Christian and Juliana using my iPhone with the Hipstamatic app.
    I think it's pretty fun to see all these lined up together in collage form.
    Rock and roll my friends!
    xCrystal Arnette (Arielle)

    Sunday
    Aug072011

    Instrumental Break

    One year ago, I was the keyboardist/rapper—yes, rapper—in Jeremy King's band Mass Ave with John Fritz. My choice to leave wasn't creative differences, by any means, but my previously blogged-about relocation to NYC. Actually, two years ago I was the drummer in Jeremy King's band Mass Ave. At any rate, there were a few songs where we decided an extra guitar would fatten the sound a little better than a keyboard. Well, I was just never 'there'. I would learn a song but between playing drums for Evita which opens with a funeral mass, writing a Latin mass for The Yonkofa Project, and learning changes for the keyboard numbers in a Mass Ave. set, the guitar stuff just didn't stick.

    I realize it sounds like I'm just bragging about my broad talents…I am. But with enough decency and humility to say I wasn't perfect. Wasn't being the operative word. Thanks to F@#king Up Everything I've been playing an axe onstage (is that how one says it? Playing an axe?), in front of an audience, five times a weekend for the past three weeks. And we have another amazing two weekends! Hello, perfection.

    John Fritz and Jeremy King were certainly instrumental—no pun intended—in this, as well as Matt Hinkley's well-documented scores, and Eric's fun and rockin' songs. I think I'm just about ready to give this instrument a full time position on my résumé!

    I hope this show has been half as educational for the cast and audience as it has been for me.

    See you at the show,
    Taylor J. Williams (Musical Director)

    Thursday
    Aug042011

    Ba dum! hiss

    So everybody else in the cast and crew has already stolen my brilliant idea to blog about how awesome the show is, how awesome the cast and crew is, and how much fun this show has been week after week, so I decided to get everybody in the mood for seeing F#@KING UP EVERYTHING with a set of wonderful hipster-themed jokes.

    How did the hipster burn his mouth?
    He ate his pizza before it was cool.

    How many hipsters does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
    Dude, that lightbulb was cooler before it changed.

    A hipster walks into a bar and says, "this bar sucks, it's full of hipsters".

     

    --Jeremy King (Guitar)

    Tuesday
    Aug022011

    F#@KING Public Service Announcement: They're not Kidding

    If the reviews haven't brought you into the show by now,
    If our relentless Facebook posts and emails haven't,
    If our shameless self promotion and whoring ourselves out haven't (so un-hipster-esque),

    I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE WAITING FOR.

    Really, you are only hurting yourself. I'm coming to you as a friend, as your confidant. I only want the best for you, and if you don't see F#@KING UP EVERYTHING while it's still hot in DC, you are wasting your summer! Perhaps you're wondering, like many of your peers, what if I do it once, and I can't stop? It's time to throw caution to the wind and live a little!

    Nancy Reagan may have told you to just say no, but she had no idea what she was missing out on.

    Is it getting a little clearer? No? Time for a personal testimony.

    I, Dana Marcus, went to this past Saturdays's 10 pm show with my parents (another f#@kup tale to come). I converted this "in bed by 9" couple into a couple of regular Williamsburg hipsters. Together we sang, we danced, we felt up John Fritz (he knows he loved it), and in between the bongs and the hot and heavy make out sessions on stage, we bonded.

    Come on, that is some wholesome s#@t right there. Take your parents to F#@KING UP EVERYTHING, and grow closer over how much you really have in common (more than you'd like to admit, your parents are so cool!)


    Do the right thing. Call your mom, call you friend, (hide your kids, hide your wife) and go see F#@KING UP EVERYTHING. Do it today.

    The more you know! --Dana Marcus (Web and Marketing intern and general f#@kup)