When sparks fly: The curse of The Masque of the Red Death

picToday did not go to plan. I was excited to be given the opportunity to do the sound queueing (yes, I get excited about that sort of thing) for our friend Phil’s production of an Edgar Allen Poe story, The Masque of the Red Death. What was meant to happen was a day of rehearsals (today, in fact), followed by two showings tonight and tomorrow night.

The story is about a man who to escape the plague invites a thousand of his friends (popular guy) to his castle then welds shut the gates. In the story, things don’t go to plan and everyone dies. Today no-one died, though Phil could have got a nasty shock when water leaking into the control room caused a short circuit and the light rained sparks down next to him. After the second light fused the entire room the duty manager was called, and shortly after the show was called off. The show will be rescheduled and performed again – providing the curse doesn’t strike again.