For Great Justice!

It's finished. It's over. It rocked, as Serena would say. The year 12 concert is something of a tradition that looked easy, until we actually did it. Then you have to think about the timing, sound and lighting, technical difficulties and organisation. So let's go through this in a chronological fashion.

Firstly, my skit died. It's performance was good, but it was long and in hindsight, didn't fit the concert mould very well. Yes it was funny, but it wasn't fast. It was a three-course meal in a tray of quick snacks. It died an honourable death, and while I'm a bit disappointed, it was for the best.

Then Jack rings out of the blue and asks me to be the MC. To be honest, it was something that I desired and dreaded. I'm not much of a funny improviser. I tend to improvise good lies better than funny comments. So I rushed a quick script. It was quick, bite-sized humour that would let the stagehands do their thing. Did it work?

The concert itself ran very well. The Sound/Lighting crew had wired the stage. Jack and Alex set up a wireless link from the front to the back so that Kathy could see what was next and how we were going for time. We even had a comm link straight to Alex, so she could yell stuff direct to the sound department. Also, congrats out to Sabrina and Corrina. They made sure that the acts were prepared and onstage and confirmed which act was next.

I don't know how the jokes ran with the crowd. From the general impression, it went down quite well with most of the school. There were mixups though. Apologies to Helen, when I introduced her fashion show as Hiba's Dance. And much thanks to Phuong for doing some wonderful script work and improv. I couldn't ask for a better partner MC.

The acts? Grease was groovy. Sway was sexy. Kirteeka was cool. Rae-li's dance was all razzle. Anderson was awesome. The Fashion show was fabulous. Hiba's dance was hi-five. Kung Wow was the pow! Phat crew was phowerful. Land's song was lovely, despite hitches. and the Kylie Minogue act killed. Literally. It was that good. With 15 guys in skirts, it was the best act and I think it'll be hard pressed to be beaten.

Time was against us due to technical difficulties with Land's song, so the intro was skipped. But here it is, for you to see:
P: Tomorrow, it's the end of year 12, and we're free, while you're still stuck here! Ha!
S: Yep, and that means we'll be driving, while everyone else to take the bus to school.
P: I betcha I'm a more hardcore driver than you.
S: No you're not. I'm hardcore.
P: Yeah?
S: Yeah.
P: Do you swerve to avoid kangaroos?
S: Never. Do you?
P No.
S: Koalas?
P: No!
S: No?
(Silence)
P: ... Children?
S: I do, I do... Children, yeah. I have swerved to avoid children.
P: You see, you see, you're too soft for this game.
S: ...Dammit.

It was great, dammit. For moments I thought that our concert would be mediocre compared to the previous ones, but we pushed the envelope and did it. We fucking did it! The Kylie Minogue act was some guys acting, er, questionably and Petersen was lurking near the stage in disapproval. Who cares? Not us!

I also have to say here that we got, hands down, the best present ever! It was seriously that good. We got a SuperSoaker Triple Agressor for Mr Armitage. You have the main gun, a small pistol, and a water grenade (read: a fabric ball that absorbed water). We managed to trick Ms Pham into taking over our class temporarily. Go Land doing the lying. So she's in the class and we say "Mr Armitage said to duck" and Pham was like "what?". That's when Armitage burst through the door and sprayed her with water. Awesome.

Hope everyone else had fun during the concert.

Note to self: Buy concert DVD of Gough ASAP.