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Good to Get Out

The strangest things happened during the performance. Really, they both happened. I’m not making this up.

I’m in the middle of writing and editing and preparing and more, but yesterday we had an opportunity to attend a public rehearsal of Don Giovanni and we took it.

Love SeatAfter the performance, we had a bite to eat at the nearby Sarona Market, where we saw this seat. It plays love songs. Well, there’s probably a loudspeaker hidden behind it, but you can sit on the bench and listen to love songs. Isn’t that sweet.

After that, we enjoyed an evening walk by the sea in un-sea-sonably warm weather.

But the strangest things happened during the performance. Really, they both happened. I’m not making this up.

Maybe because it was a rehearsal, a few members of the audience thought it was all right to talk to each other or to use their smart phones – silently. Some people up in the gallery were talking quite loudly. Eventually, the disturbance was dealt with somehow and the talking stopped. Just then the translated text of the opera, displayed above and next to the stage said:

We’ve finally got rid of that fool.

Later, the man directly in front of me was using his phone, holding it so that its light shone in my eyes. I put my hand up in front of me to block the light and again looked at the text of the opera. It said:

He dazzled me for a moment.

I kid you not.

It’s good to get out sometimes and experience life outside the computer.

Right, back to editing.

By Miriam Drori

Author, editor, attempter of this thing called life.

2 replies on “Good to Get Out”

Phones in theater and cinema are such a pain. I find myself becoming increasingly intolerant and do object if anyone does it near me. Even several rows away it is distracting and objectionable. People are addicted and cannot stand to go without a fix of phone for minutes let alone the two hours of a theatrical performance. Are we Luddites? If so I’m proud to be one.

I’m quite addicted, too. But some people don’t seem to realise that phones disturb others in a darkened auditorium. Or else they don’t care.

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