It's always weird when a show's over. It's Tuesday night and instead of coming home from another night at the theatre – where I'd spent my past couple weeks warming up my actors, cracking jokes with the musicians in the orchestra pit, making mental notes for how the performance could improve – I spent my evening teaching voice, playing Super Paper Mario, and chatting about Ukrainian politics with one of my roommates while we ate popcorn and drank cream soda. A very different night than I've had in a while, indeed. And though it's been a good evening, filled with conversation and coaching and frivolous fun, that first night without the show always feels a bit empty, like something's not quite

Today is the day! After months of rehearsals, hell week is over with Opening Night of The Who's Tommy. Let me tell you, it has been a wild ride to get to this point, and for me personally, this has been over a year in the making. I briefly mentioned my meeting with Brian Boggs, Tommy's musical director, in my last post, but what many of you may not know is that this show is part of the reason why I'm still in Ottawa. See, I wasn't supposed to still be here. I fully intended on moving back to Edmonton as soon as I'd completed my Certificate in Eastern Christian Studies from The Sheptytsky Institute last April (which I actually didn't... a song about that is coming!). However, the idea of appr