It was a great opening. Everything worked beautifully - the protagonists held the audience breathless, the chorus moved with an easy fluidity and confident assurance, the lighting knit the show together with subtlety and grace.
On the surface it all went swimmingly, anyway, but in the bar afterwards we all gradually 'fess up to our personal purgatories and near-catastrophies. Like Matt (Alan) having to move his hand off Nugget's chest because Aidan's heart was beating so fiercely that it was actually visible. Like me automatically beginning to unbutton my trousers at one stage, offering the charming prospect of Trooper in vest and pants. Like lines dropped in the white heat of fear by almost everyone, including me.
But if that's the worst it's ever gonna be then we're in brilliant shape, and Michael's face was testament to that afterwards. And although today we say goodbye to many of the creative team including Katya, Kerry (our designer), Kris (production manager) and Paul (lighting designer) there is nonetheless a very happy time in prospect. Ave Equus!
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