it is the day before the first clairaudient performances (others are in the works)
(shameless plug--
www.clairaudient.org
if you are near philadelphia, check it out, o yes)
and the lighting guy that we have been working with all summer flaked on us.
the fixtures he had been arranging had all variously disappeared, he said.
i have no reason to doubt it.
the problem is that he turned up in the venue last week and apparently looked over the house lighting rig and declared all of it not adequate in what seems to have been a kind of arrogant manner--which meant that when the fixtures he had arranged variously failed to be available, he could not bring himself to ask the venue to use their equipment.
so he bailed.
last night.
i am oddly calm about this, maybe because i had not seen the lighting design materially, but only on paper.
we had counted on having lighting that would invade the entire space and not simply the stage to manoever the audience more quickly into the space of hallucination that we are working in.
and were all excited to see this new dimension added to what we had been doing.
fucking flake.