Rehearsal
I wrote the following for a writing course I took in 1988.
It is Sunday morning. I leave the house at 8 AM for a 9:30 rehearsal call. I must be crazy. I could have slept late. Why am I doing this? These thoughts run through my mind when I have to get up early to go to rehearsal. What do I answer myself? Rehearsals lead to a performance. Performances are exciting and exhilarating. Nothing gives such a wonderful high as a successful performance before a live audience and the one coming up is really special. I leave early so that I have time to eat breakfast. I know it's going to be a long day. Between handing out costumes and a full dress rehearsal, it will be exhausting.
Rehearsals have been going on twice a week now since January. Thursday evenings and part of Sundays with a few all day rehearsals thrown in as we approach the big performance.
As I near the studio, which is on th 11th floor, I pray that the elevator will be working. In the lobby are some of the dancers and the costume trunks. Those of us who are early, or on time, help schlepp. We greet each other as if we're relatives who haven't seen each other in years. We're a close knit family.
After we get the trunks up to the studio, we open them. Everyone helps to lay out costumes on plastic sheets on the floor. They take up a major part of the studio. The costumes are laid out by dance number.Each one is from a specific region of Yugoslavia and has its own costume. Men and women work seperately on this task. For some reason, the women always have more conflict and difficulty. Then each dance number is called. I line up with the other women in size order and try on the costumes to check if they fit properly. They never seem to. We also routinely check, for all performances that we give, that the costumes look in proper size sequence ( if my costume is just below the knees, the dancer next to me doesn't wear hers down to her ankles) and that the colors don't clash.
When I have all my costumes, I try to find a spot in which to lay them out. I put my costumes down in reverse order in which I will use each one and wear each one. Now to check my accessories. Braids, scarfs, head pieces, jewelry, shoes, socks, belts, sashes, bobby pins, safety pins, rubberbands. Is everything accessible?
This takes all morning. We have a short break for lunch. In the afternoon our two bands of musicians arrive. They will be fitted for costumes at another time.
George, our director, calls for rehearsal to begin. Maury, our stage manager, has his stop watch ready. He times the dance numbers and how long ot takes for costume changes between numbers. Will we need the musicians to play another number in between to give us time for a difficult change? Well, we'll find out today.
We start. It is very hot. No air conditioning. Fast changes. Some of us don't make it on time. It is noted down where the extra time is needed.
By the time we finish, we are all exhausted and depressed. We keep quoting: "Bad dress rehearsal, great performance". Well, this will be the greatest performance ever (given this rehearsal). One week to performance time. We have a rehearsal Thursday night. Friday we will rehearse with the singers. Saturday - a full run through with singers, dancers and musicians.
Sunday - CARNEGIE HALL.