Tag Archives: audience

I’m sorry — did you say something?

Call me crazy…

but I didn’t enjoy Macbeth.

alan cumming macbethIt’s not because Alan Cumming didn’t commit 100 percent.  He did everything but open a vein (and there was so much fake blood at one point, he may have).

I just couldn’t understand him.

It’s embarrassing to admit, but when the text is Shakespeare to begin with — which means I already have to concentrate really hard instead of simply let the words wash over me like God intended — it is a challenge to follow the aforementioned text when it is being delivered in a thick, emotionally-charged Scottish brogue.

If I knew the play backwards and forwards like many people in the audience did, it would be less of an issue.  But I don’t.  So it was.

Add a very, very warm, packed theatre, and you’ve got all the ingredients for a semi-miserable evening.

It wasn’t you, Alan. It was me.

(Well, and your accent.)

Make some noise

Why is golf the only sport with an official clap?

I spent a couple of hours this afternoon watching the AT&T Pro-Am Tourney — yes, I enjoy watching golf on TV — and every time I heard the audience applaud at a shot in the fairway or on the green, their polite approval was oddly soothing.

And it made me wonder: why doesn’t football or baseball or basketball have a signature clap?

True, many teams have organized cheers — and cheerleaders for that matter — but you’d think these staples of the American sports calendar would have claps that were as instantly recognizable as the ‘golf clap.’

But then again, maybe pro golfers are wondering why they don’t have cheerleaders.

It’s a small world

Blogs by their very nature are self-involved. But today’s Egg is all about you, the audience.

I sense your confusion.

WordPress has recently given their hosted blogs the ability to see what country site visitors are from.   So I can now see that people from Turkey, Germany, Phillipines, Mexico, France, and Italy all read The Sticky Egg on a daily basis.

To be honest, it kinda blows me away.

So today, I would like to salute the top three countries — besides my beloved, native USA — that have become loyal Eggers:

Australia

 

 

Canada

 

 

 

United Kingdom

 

 

Thanks for visiting.  I hope to return the favor very soon!

 

Spirit stick

Do you remember the very first DVD you ever owned?

I do.

I had just bought a combo VHS/DVD player — back when they were still pretty pricey — and a friend gave me the campy cheerleader cult classic Bring it On.  (It wasn’t a classic back then; just campy.)

It also wasn’t a musical, but it is now, and not on Broadway. My west coast friends have the bragging rights to this one.

Bring it On: The Musical may be playing at the Ahmanson Theatre in Los Angeles through December 10th, but they have recruited a bunch of Broadway award-winners to their team:

  • Tony Award-winning writer Jeff Whitty (Avenue Q)
  • Tony Award-winning composer Lin-Manuel Miranda (In The Heights)
  • Pulitzer Prize and Tony Award-winning composer Tom Kitt (Next to Normal)
  • Tony Award-winning director/choreographer Andy Blankenbuehler (In The Heights)

It’s gotta be good, right?

Tweets from audience members, both celebrity and ‘regular folk,’ have been very enthusiastic. The critics appear to have their doubts.

But it’s early yet.  There’s lots of time to polish.  Bring it On: The Musical is on a national tour, although no Broadway dates appear to be scheduled.

Yet.

I’m sexy, I’m cute,
I’m popular to boot.
I’m wanted, I’m hot,
I’m everything you’re not,
I’m pretty, I’m cool,
I dominate this school,
Who am I? Just guess,
Guys wanna touch my chest,
We cheer and we lead,
We act like we’re on speed,
Hate us ’cause we’re beautiful,
Well we don’t like you either,
We’re cheerleaders,
We are cheerleaders.

In writing

For those of you who watched the season premiere of Saturday Night Live this past weekend, the big question wasn’t:

What will Alec Baldwin do next?

No, the big question surfaced on Twitter moments after the show went off the air.  (Yes, I stayed up that late; I really did.)

Alec Baldwin had said his thank you’s.  The audience was cheering.  The group hugs were just about to commence.  And then Alec held up a sign made out of cue card board that read:

Oh, how Twitter caught fire! Who is this mystery women? Who could she be?

Who is Carla?

Before anyone else says a thing, I claim the cue card. I’ve got your Carla right here.

Yep, it’s me.

You see, I met Alec Baldwin a couple of years ago on the set of 30 Rock.  We spent two days together at a country club outside Tarreytown, New York.  Sure, I was just an extra, but he noticed me…especially when I was pulled forward with two other women to do a scene with Tracey Morgan.

For the next 13 takes, Tracey ad-libbed silly compliments about the three of us. Our job? Laugh at whatever he said. And Alec kept stepping forward to offer ideas for Tracy’s lines.

The important part of this story?  Alec Baldwin spoke to me at one point.  Oh yes, he did.

And here’s the proof in writing — he’s never forgotten either.