costumes rustling, mouths are stained red, each is a bit of his thoughts after - is quiet again, the scenes through which he participates, internalized the last stage directions which set the whole piece a second time in a Light have set.
One more hour, then off you go. Premiere. Showtime. Culture and kitsch, praise or scathing.
It's those little things that make the moments before a performance as memorable: the quiet music, which has almost become a tradition character, the fixing spray, which seems to burn away for one second the facial skin, and the courage-Mach-speech of the director .
Da, where it used to be loud, crazy and eccentric, it is suddenly silent. Man dances with bare feet across the stage and just enjoying the emptiness of space. Nothing is more important, there is only this energy that makes you aware of every move and sympathize with you a little of the leaves, which the restless spirits of theater in front of you have felt and lived in this place.
Toi, toi, toi, the old greeting is exchanged in the hall, it gets dark, it embarks on its position.
Spot on.
afraid to forget the first sentence, a sudden noise, the game begins. It is in flux. Courage is called something like that, I think.
What happened next is history, but one that is neither tangible nor recountable - you can only feel .
(feeling is exactly what will happen today evening, for we will be present at the premiere of the play "MEDIUM", over which we have already reported.)
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