Good evening ladies and gentleman. You are a beautiful
and captivating audience. I am supremely captivated. I am so captivated that I
feel that my hands are tied behind my back. I am so captivated that I feel
bereft of speech. I have nothing left to say, yet speak I must. And so I
shall.
Good evening. If you haven’t noted this already, my
job – in addition to being the artistic director of this evening’s show – is to
get you ready for the show, to warm you up, so to speak. Yes, there I said it,
like a heating element warms up the stove, like a campfire warms up the heart,
like a couple that has been married too long but still obliges in the
customary connubial bliss of foreplay, my job is to get you to smile, to
get you to laugh, to get you to realize that we are not alone. Although this
theatre may be dark and slightly musty in odor, although you may wonder whether
you should have really accepted your friend’s offer of two complimentary
tickets, my job is to make sure you are sufficiently warmed up so that the show
may go on. So that actors and directors and playwrights may see the fruit of
their labor, and we may all breathe a sigh of relief that I am done talking. You
see, that is the other duty that I have. To put off starting this show for as
long as I bloody well can because the longer you have to wait, the greater the
suspense, the more aggravated you will become, and the greater your pleasure
will be once the show commences. So hopefully I have done my job.
But perhaps not. Perhaps I need to yammer on even longer. Maybe I should thank
several key people involved in the show. Namely, john manno, the production
manager, whose unswerving dedication to the theatrical arts is unrivaled,
uncontested, and indubitably uniquely his own. There are many others I should
thank. Shall I go on? No? yes? Ok, there is dr. luke robins, the president of
this esteemed college whose trust in our artistic enterprises boggles the mind
and confuses the brain. There are the enormously gifted and fabulously talented
publicity professionals who help to spread the word on such a production – mary
hunchberger, Phyllis van Holland, emma Jensen. Do you need more? Ok, there are
countless people behind the scenes – the playwrights whose precious words fill
the mouths of these talented young actors and fill the coffers of this theatre
department, the directors who unfathomable wills to drive home the salient
points of their playwright’s intentions are of paramount importance and
formidable strength. Do you need a little more? Or am I done? If not, I can go
on. Yes? No? maybe? Alright well… I think I saw a plea in the back row for
termination. For the end to be nigh. For the show to begin. And so, I will say
my farewell and bid you adieu to yeu and yeu and yeu, goodnight, enjoy the show,
cheerio, toodleloo, ciao, adios, bon appetit, arrievederchi, break a leg, see
you later, I have a terrible time saying goodbye if case you hadn’t noticed,
farethewell, asta luego…
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