Final Thoughts on Scab

We put Scab to rest this weekend. It was tough because I felt like the show was just getting legs. After a slow start were starting to fill our houses pretty regularly and I have to believe that if we had two or three more weekends left to run the show that we could have reached a lot more people.

This is one of the key problems with small storefront shows like ours: it takes a few weeks to really build any buzz and by the time word of mouth starts getting around the show needs to close. In our case, we don't have an enormous budget that enables us to rent out a theatre for 8 weeks so we have to deal with a shorter runs, usually 4 or 5 weeks. I would have loved to extend our run, but we couldn't, so we didn't and now I'm living with it.

On a more positive tip, the final weekend of shows was incredible; our closing on Saturday night was sold out to an incredile and emotional audience of friends and family and the whole experience has left me with incredibly fond memories of our wonderful cast and crew.

Someone in the cast (I can't recall who, maybe Casey?) was talking about how of all the shows they have been a part of that there are always those one or two people in every cast whose behavior, personality, acting style or stench makes you want to avoid them like the plague. They then opined that their experience with this cast was unique in that they didn't have those feelings about anyone, that everyone we assembled for our little production was perfectly pleasant; we all got on with one another and everyone's hygiene was impeccable. So, if nothing else, our company knows how to keep the weirdos out. Thank Thespis! (I'm copyrighting that phrase)

And that is what I learned from Scab...