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digsyfinallyhasa:

benzado:

rubysneakers:

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nicolemarietherese:

benzado:

Likewise, if you’re doing a show like this, it is presumptuous to demand that anybody pay attention to you before you’ve done anything to prove you’re worth their time. Especially because, unlike a high school classroom, you’re not even supposed to be there.

I believe management hired them. There’s nothing presumptuous about performing where you were asked to perform.

Additionally, they’re not interupting anybody’s dinner. They were invited by the owner of the restaurant to accompany the dinner performance. If the owner didn’t properly advertise that to patrons, it’s on him.

Look, I’m not saying they shouldn’t have done the show. I know for a fact that they were invited by the manager. But once you enter a room it and it’s clear the audience isn’t there to see you, you adjust your behavior accordingly. I’m saying that instead of shouting “excuse me?” for two minutes, they should have just started the show.

“Adjust their behavior”? “Should have”? Are you familiar with improv, or Dreadnought?

Let me rephrase, since people don’t seem to understand what I’m saying: they should have fucking manned up and dived straight into performing, instead of begging like a bunch of pansies for people to look at them.

If that’s antithetical to Dreadnought or improv, I guess I know nothing about either.

Exhibit A of why I hate not being at a computer all day. I go to class and I’m not caught up on all the dirt.

Can someone clear up as to whether or not this audio clip is from the beginning of the set? From second hand accounts I’ve heard tonight, I don’t think it was. So odds are they did “fucking man up” and “dive into scenes” but when you’re doing a weird, free-form, possibly organic (?) improv “set” in a sushi restaurant, then I doubt normal scenes are what will transpire.

And I agree with Nicole. It’s completely up to the owner of the sushi place to advertise “Hey, improv show, happening, tonight, probably during your meal.” Then all bets are off. If you come in, with knowledge that an improv show is happening, then buckle up. That’s what you are getting. You are agreeing to be an audience member. If you don’t want it, then don’t eat there after reading the sign. Same thing when you see that there’s live music at a restaurant on a certain night. Now, did the sushi place properly advertise it? I dunno, but that’s certainly not Dreadnought’s fault.

And also, the use of the phrase “fucking manned up” makes it sound like you don’t like your friends. And I know that’s not the case, but I just sometimes wonder if you understand the severity of your internet voice. Because you come across as a much bigger stick in the mud than I know you to be in real life. It’s whack.

AND TUMBLR IS THE PLACE TO SOLVE THIS! HI FOLLOWERS! HIIII!!!!

This clip is from the middle of the show. And it is fucking insane to suggest that there was anything about this show that involved timidity, etiquette or shame. And that’s what made it an event, more than a show. And that’s why it fucking ruled. This was pure organic chaos, and the overwhelming vibe was that the crowd was into it.