Martha Wainwright Day 3, New York, NY
So I dragged my exhausted, and mostly unconscious, body out of bed and on to the train for the 45 min ride in to Manhattan. I had to go pick up the van with all the gear and get to Radio City Music Hall by 9am to load in. Then I had to wait at the venue til 4pm. Amazing.
I only got there about 20 mins late, which is kind of a miracle in New York traffic, loaded in, parked and headed inside. It's kind of spectacular to walk in to a venue like that. It's one of those places that you only ever see on tv, so to actually be working there is pretty incredible.
I was hoping that once I had the gear inside I could crash in the dressing room for a while, but that hope faded fast. I ended up getting drowned in phone calls and extra paperwork and sleep has evaded me yet again. I did escape at one point to get coffee, but it was so disappointing... Oh well...
Eventually the band showed up and we waited to soundcheck, and our check ended up being pretty quick. The headliner went a little late and we were confronted with union rules, so everything had to be done at a certain time to guarantee a dinner break for everyone. We got through, but just barely.
We only had a 40 min set tonight, which was a pretty big change from the usual 120 mins, but it was alot of fun. The band played well, Martha's mom came out for a song, it sounded great, and it was really fun to mix in such a classic venue. I can now say that I've made it to Radio City Music Hall.
After the show everyone scattered pretty quickly to go for dinner together, but I got stuck waiting to get paid and to load out, which we were only allowed to do once the entire show was finished. It was a little long, but whatever. At least being a theatre show, it was all over relatively early, so I was out by midnight, and 20 mins later I was in the East Village with friends with a cold pint of Guinness.
I only got there about 20 mins late, which is kind of a miracle in New York traffic, loaded in, parked and headed inside. It's kind of spectacular to walk in to a venue like that. It's one of those places that you only ever see on tv, so to actually be working there is pretty incredible.
I was hoping that once I had the gear inside I could crash in the dressing room for a while, but that hope faded fast. I ended up getting drowned in phone calls and extra paperwork and sleep has evaded me yet again. I did escape at one point to get coffee, but it was so disappointing... Oh well...
Eventually the band showed up and we waited to soundcheck, and our check ended up being pretty quick. The headliner went a little late and we were confronted with union rules, so everything had to be done at a certain time to guarantee a dinner break for everyone. We got through, but just barely.
We only had a 40 min set tonight, which was a pretty big change from the usual 120 mins, but it was alot of fun. The band played well, Martha's mom came out for a song, it sounded great, and it was really fun to mix in such a classic venue. I can now say that I've made it to Radio City Music Hall.
After the show everyone scattered pretty quickly to go for dinner together, but I got stuck waiting to get paid and to load out, which we were only allowed to do once the entire show was finished. It was a little long, but whatever. At least being a theatre show, it was all over relatively early, so I was out by midnight, and 20 mins later I was in the East Village with friends with a cold pint of Guinness.
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