Still not band camp, of course, but Tboy thinks it's funnier than "acting camp," at least for the moment.
Anyway: Today at band camp, we played bunny-bunny, which isn't nearly as filthy as it sounds.
I'm afraid it's an indescribable experience, though, and trust me when I say that "indescribable" isn't a word a critic uses lightly.
No, let's try. Bunny-bunny, as some of you will surely know, is a warm-up exercise, a kind of fast-paced game of hot-potato involving whiskery gestures and bouncy motions and exclamations of "Bunny-bunny" on the part of whoever's currently "It," while those on his or her left and right chant "dunga-dunga" and walk (in place) like developmentally disabled Egyptians. "It" then passes the bunny -- oh, this just sounds increasingly seamy -- by making the whiskery gestures at anyone else in the circle. The new "It" must immediately begin bunnying, while the two flanking him commence with the "dunga" business.
Once again Tboy recalled that perhaps there's a reason he's a critic rather than an actor. He can handle the TV-chat thing, even without notes; there's only so much of an idiot they'll let you make of yourself before they call "cut" and start the conversation over again. But this -- this is terrifying. Talk about yer performance anxiety.
Let's just say Tboy dropped the bunny more than once. If alertness and quick reactions are the point of this exercise--you've got to watch for the bunny, catch the bunny, pick somebody to pass the bunny on to and remember to go "dunga" if the person next to you gets the bunny--then clearly Tboy has leagues to go before he's ready for improv.
After we'd recovered from the bunny-bunnying, we took a speech from The Tempest -- “Twas monstrous, monstrous...”--and broke it up into 12 pieces, each student voicing a phrase, trying to connect them in one voice. Tboy got to deliver the last line, “and with him there lie mudded,” in his best despairing basso, in unison with another guy. Everybody giggled.
Then more sonnet work. Tboy's getting behind on his reading and his character development, not least because he had to go see The Disputation last night. (And tonight's Passion Play, then a drive to New York.)
Must go study.