There’s nothing like live theatre. A play may be performed 8 times a week, but the time you see it can never be exactly replicated. When things go wrong, those are extra special performances to witness, seeing performers in all their humanity and vulnerability. Here are some of my finest [insert sarcastic tone] once-in-a-lifetime moments:
Stumbled in front of 5000 people in the opening number on opening night of my first season as a Radio City Rockette.
Got my fishnets caught in the trombone during one of the many shows at Casino Windsor. Only 250 in the audience that time.
Popped out of my costume during the opening number of Elvis To the Max at Casino Windsor. Guess where the audience is looking now!
Parade Of the Wooden Soldier pants split in the, um, crack during the opening night performance of the Radio City Christmas Spectacular, once again, in front of 5000 people.
Got dragged off stage by my sheep in the Living Nativity during, you guessed it, opening night of the Radio City Christmas Spectacular. This time there were only about 2000 people in the audience.
Got called the “low point of the show” in a review by some local weekly paper in St. Louis, thankfully not the New York Times.
Still here.
