August 28, 2008

We did the last performance of AYLI at Lake Logan Wednesday night. It sounded bad to me as I sat listening, but so many people said, "It’s the best Montford has ever done" that I decided at least to allow that as a possibility. The direction was what we could cobble together ourselves out of the gray cloud M set over everything. The leads were charming and mechanical. C was actively irritating. The second tier of leads were much better, but were they enough to save it? As for the sum of it. . . well, I was too weary of it to be a good judge. I thought that I could endure anything for two or three hours, but we got lost coming home, and the evening was not over until 1 AM. It was nobody’s fault. We were under a curse.