Title: Daemon’s Theatre
Warnings: Mad-crazy theatre superstitions.
Notes: Ars(e) Poetica #17. May/June 1998. 14-17 are numbered but not dated. By the content and numbers, I can place them approximately, but I make no claims to the accuracy of the dates. Calling it June 2, for my sanity.
Another true story, sadly… You couldn’t flush the toilet backstage without it being heard in the house, and the stage managers kept bitching people for not flushing the toilet (not flushing during a show is policy), so we got locked out of the bathrooms for the entire run of the show, and had to use the audience restrooms in the hall. *shakes fist angrily*
Also, I don’t know if it’s as prevalent as it once was, but the theatres I was familiar with were horrendously superstitious places. You couldn’t say "Macbeth" backstage for any reason; instead one said "MacScottishPlay" so as not to piss off the daemons in the lofts, who were the beasts that controlled the success or failure of a show.
I miss those days, at those times…