This Is The Hour...

It's been a helluva long ass week, but we finally finished our first weekend of Miss Saigon.
*Rewind to last Tuesday* The technical and dress rehearsals leading up to opening night were tedious (to say the least). There was a bit of a learning curve with the backstage crew which slowed things down [I may end up with a sandbag falling on my head for saying that]. There was even one run through on a dress rehearsal night, where the helicopter was lifted off just a tad early, leaving Chris behind in Vietnam. That would change the whole story just a tad...ya think?! It was pretty funny though.
From what I heard and the audience response, opening night was a hit. The newspaper review will be out tomorrow.
Saturday night was even better according to Lili. Personally, I wasn't feeling it. I was extremely tired and didn't have much energy and focus that performance. I think the whole week of sleeping late and waking up early, plus nervousness, caught up to me. The show went smoother nonetheless...EXCEPT that Kim's mic-pack fell in the toilet when she was taking a piss during the show...so her mic didn't work for her beginning of "I Still Believe". Hahaha...Never a dull night! After the show, we had some late night snacks and drinks with sheilz and wydtung, Teenz, her friends, and her "other-Mr. Snuffaluppaguss" brother (I seriously did not know he existed). It was a fun night of laughter and good times.
Today, our Sunday matinee, was just bang on. I had a great night sleep and finally felt rested. I felt I flowed amazingly on stage today. Everybody sounded great...AND our backstage crew finally ran smoothly.
*sigh* Finally...some much needed rest!

Here's a clip of Teenz at our first dress rehearsal. Pardon the quality, they obviously forgot to set the spotlight...and the director did move the distracting lapdance couple over a bit. Teenz, you rock! Enjoy!



Oh...Before I forget, I have to tell you this backstage story between Teenz and I while we were getting our costumes ready for our bows one night:

Teenz: Can you help me with this?
Brox: [Puzzledly looking at Teenz's unzipped bustier from the back] Sure.
[unhooks Teenz's bra with one hand]
Teenz: [with bra falling off] NO, NOT THAT!!! I need my bustier done up!
Brox: [mortified] I'M SORRY! THAT'S ALL I KNOW HOW TO DO!!!

Music'ings

In about 1 week, the curtains go up for the opening night of Miss Saigon (MS) in my city (City of Compton....hehe, not really there. But that'd be cool, eh? "The Heat Is On In Crenshaw!" or "The Drive-By In My Mind"). Tonight is our last rehearsal at our space before we move in to the Chrysler Theatre this weekend. Then we have a full week of rehearsals right up to opening night next Friday. So yeah...the nerves are starting to fray just a tad. Other than some polishing of certain parts, the show should be pretty good. Can't wait to see some you guys there, after the show! Oh, and please leave your tomato throwing for AFTER the show...thank you! :p

In other music news, I recorded some background vocal tracks last night (along with a bunch of other peeps to create a choir'esque sound) for a song on my friend Daniel's sophmore album. Canadian recording artist Daniel Victor is NWL (Neverending White Lights), which is basically his original compositions sung by other various singers. The first album featured alternative music artists like Nick Hexum (from 311), Raine Maida (Our Lady Peace), Dallas Green (Alexisonfire), Nathan Larson (from 90's band, Shudder to Think), etc. The album did well in Canada, and he's received several awards and nominations for his work. I'm not normally a name-dropper, but since he's the most famous person I know (and the fact that he he's hung out with Ron Jeremy, and Alyssa Milano's ex-husband!), I figure I'd boast a little. So, I will be listed in the CD jacket as one of the "oohs and ahhs people". hehehe

Here's his video 'The Grace', that made it to #1 on the singles and video charts here in Canada. The video features the lovely, and uber talented, indie musician Emm Gryner (1/2 Filipino btw) as the fallen angel:

I love White Chicks!

The MOVIE! I mean THE MOVIE!! Ok, well, maybe love is a tad overstating it....but I do think a few of those scenes are F'ing funny as hell. I caught the movie on TV the other night and had a flashback to our trip to Australia earlier this year.

T'was the morning of Maria and Rhands' wedding. We were at Maria's former flat in Sydney. Maria was getting her makeup done on her balcony. Chris G. grabbed a whistle [in the shape of either a scrotum or a pair of breasts...It could pass for both], and reenacted a dance scene from the movie White Chicks. Those who witnessed this scene (minus the make-up and hair ladies...maybe they were offended???) were bent over in laughter. I hate to say "you had to be there", but you did. This doesn't do it justice (because I think Chris' version was funnier), but here's the original clip. Man, those were good times!


And for good measures, the white chick anthem. Jump in your car, crank the radio, close your eyes, and sing aloud!

I'm a Hero

You know that classic scene in the Superman movies, where Clark Kent sees someone in trouble, he ducks off somewhere, starts to disrobe the Clark Kent persona by unbuttoning his shirt, and the Big S on his Superman costume is revealed? Well [in not so heroic fashion] I did the same thing, but with my pants. I was kneeling down to scrape the barnacles off my patient's nasty legs...then *rrrriiiipppp*...my nurse persona's tighty-whitey clad, buldge-sack was now exposed. Yes, I am SuperCrotch. And SuperCrotch decided [pardon my 3rd person speak] that today would be good day to reveal some of that super power. SuperCrotch busted through an entire seam of Haggar flat-front khakis (*whispers* and they were wrinkle-free!). Well, I'm not sure if my 80 year old patient noticed my coin purse hanging out [for the 10 whole fucking minutes I spent working on her legs!!], or if she was just too kind to say anything. Regardless, I was sweating in total embarrassment, and had to run home to change (I switched to the baggy Izod cargo pants).

*sigh* Now comes the tragic hero's dilemma. I need to find a way to harness this power and use it for good. With great power comes great responsibility. And I believe it is my responsiblity to not allow my patient's to die from a heart attack or stroke (no sexual pun intended) should they come across or witness these beastly powers.

I suppose I can just pull my pants up before I bend at the knees *shrugs shoulders*

~ Here's what I think of this past, long-ass work week!!! Later, bitches! ~



PS...Here's one of my true musical heros, Raul Midon. I'd show my nutsack 1000 times to see him perform live!

brox's blog...take 3!

Ok...
So here is my 3rd attempt at an online journal.

In the beginning there was AsianAvenue. *sigh* Good 'ole AA. WTF was I thinking back then. (earmuffs, Lili) I met 2 chicks from this site back in my post-divorce days. One was a Vietnamese-Rice Boy lovin'-manicurist from Toronto. There is something greatly wrong with all 3 adjectives in that label. 1 double date...I drove a Neon back then...end of story. Yeah.

Then there was the Chinese-Trinidadian 21 year old med student. Attention whore. She showed me her fake silicone bra stuffers (which looked like a pair of pork cutlets) on the first date. The deal breaker was that she loved to eat Ham Yue (chinese salted fish). *gags* That was the last I remember of AA. * *hehe...I just realized that maybe I should have typed "blindfold, Lili", seeing as how she can still read this with her earmuffs on. **

Then there was Xanga. I posted quite a bit on there. My xanga page is still up. The one thing that still remains a mystery to me, is the rainbow on the xanga logo. A little homo-suspicious if you ask me. I was a tad confused as to if I should have been on there or not. Anyways, the novelty of posting for nobody wore off.

Then, there is this period from the present to 4 years back where, in real life, I met this lovely girl, went on a hot date, slept over her house, then never left. She is the ying to my yang. I am messy...she is neat. I can cook...she can clean. I can sing...she can dance. I have an itchy back...she can scratch it. I like silly...she's just crazy. She likes the mouth...I give it. She is the Hong for my dong. I DO!!!! ;) --- Girl of my dreams *check*

So, no more blogging on other people's blogs (sorry, Maria). I'll keep ya'll posted on the 'what's happenings' and stupid things I do, as I see fit. It's shaping up to be a huge 2007 for me, so I'm sure I'll need a place to reflect, announce, or vent.

With that...here's my pic of the day. I was thinking of collabing on a duet with one of these singers...but it might get me into trouble.