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You walk into the space an hour before doors. The stage risers are too wide, the ceiling too low, and the lighting rig casts hard shadows where you wa...
Your friend just called Midsummer 'a bunch of dances.' And maybe it is, if you only look at feet. But you know the ritual arc—the quiet opening that h...
You have fifteen seconds before the cough hits. Then the phone check. Then the gradual, collective drift into surface attention. That energy curve you...
You have two stages. One audience. And a trance that must not break. This is the moment ritual stagecraft practitioners dread—and live for. The wrong ...
You know that sinking feeling. The procession is halfway down the aisle, but the drummer is still on the intro loop. The crowd is shifting foot to foo...