Its all gone a bit bonkers around here as i am trying to tie down events to go into the festival brochure. This basically involves getting people and organisations to say yes to things happening. And while i'm trying to do this a young man is trying to kick the door in to the building and the phone is ringing none stop...
I'm also trying to sort out brochure distribution, which is a nightmare to do well and no matter how many thousand of the things you print i guarantee you will get people folding their arms and saying "well how come i didn't know about it". This is one of the few things you can be absolutely sure of. Luckily im developing a thicker skin about the whole thing and now i even take pleasure in complaints. Though i have to say the funniest complaint i ever heard was when i worked in the music department at the council and somebody wrote in complaining that the audience were clapping too soon.
ps. I've got a billboard this year...
Thursday, May 10, 2007
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I would complain that we should have to clap at all! It's deeply embarrassing and even the good X Lady M is never quite sure when to stop, and what happens if you have a sherry glass in your hands, or a programme? There should be people around to take those off your hands so that you can do a big short hearty clap and then a conductor should signal an abrupt stop. Then those poor performers could stop making an arse of themselves by coming back and forth on to the stage and get on with snogging each other and what ever else they get up to after the show is over.
Clapping is blatantly unfair and discriminatory to other art forms. How do people going to a visual art/new media exhibition get to demonstrate their enjoyment? Polite tittering, some pantomine sketch type facial expressions of 'serious contemplation' What if at the end of the opening night people stood up and put on their 'deeply intelligent and thoughtful' faces? Or perhaps we could all stand and clap next to the piece of work we think is brilliant.
At the end of the opera/ballet whatever, perhaps we could all stare hard at the dancers, singers etc that most excited us.
Just a thought
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