Thursday, 12 March 2009

[Group Performance] 25th March, Ambient Noise

Basically, our group performance is mainly running by sounds without actual actors' lines. Thus the role of sound design is very important and I would like to have some feedbacks for a better result. Some other scenes will be updated soon, please leave your opinions of the sounds. Thanks and Enjoy them.


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Ambient Noise Scene#1

(The audience enters the corridor of the TV studio. It is very dark. They are greeted with ambient noises of our lives and are kept in this space for approximately 2 minutes until a voice is heard...)

VOICE 1 : Someone opened the door...who can it be at this time of night? Who is it?

(A match flares up in the balcony of the corridor. It is held by a masked figure. The mask is made of broken pieces of mirror that reflect and multiply the light around the space. The voice continues...)

VOICE 1 : Oh...you... you were late. Where the hell were you?

What's happening outside? Do you have any news? What about the war? Where is the war?

I wouldn't take the liberty of asking your opinions. Everyone is free and I'm not concerned with politics.

Real life... You mustn't think about it anymore. And you must stop listening to the sounds from outside.

(laugh) What you call outside is as mysterious to us as we are to it.

Viewed from here... life seems to be so remote, so profound. That it has all the unreality of a film.

We have reached the point at which we can no longer be actuated by human feelings. Our function will be to support, establish and justify metaphors.

(The door to the TV studio suddenly flings open and from inside an eerie purple light glows. The masked figure on the balcony extinguishes the match and points through the door to indicate to the audience that they must enter. The voice continues.)

VOICE 1 : Turn left and be careful they don't spot you. When you get to the windows hug the wall on all fours. They are shooting from the roofs.

-End of Scene#1-


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Ambient Noise Scene#2

(Inside the TV Studio there is a warm hazy room. It is lit by the soft blue/green light of a television screen. There is a second masked feature who has his back to the audience. His mask has no features. It is blank and expressionless. He stands in a dressing gown looking blankly at a television that is playing British Army enlistment adverts. The sounds that have been playing in the corridor continue while the audience enter the space and position themselves around the room. Suddenly as if awaking from a dream the masked figure acknowledges the audience. A second voice is heard.)

VOICE 2 : You're late! Where the hell were you?

I've been told that this house is going to be besieged. The rebels have already crossed the river.

This afternoon, just before you arrived the rebels took three key positions. They set fire to several places. Not a single fireman came out. Everything sent up in flames the palace was blown up last night. It's dangerous for anyone to loiter in the streets. You had a pretty close shave.

(he laughs and taking a stance like a movie character, he pretends to machine gun the entire cafe) Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!

I went out to plant a bomb. When I got half-way up the street, some son of a bitch started firing away but he missed me. I saw the machine-gun almost in front of me. He was reloading. I just stood and stared at him, cool as a cucumber. He looked as if he were posing with the light beaming on him. He took aim. And then, he toppled over. One of our boys had picked him off. I continued on my way, calm as can be. I plant my bomb and here I am. I wasn't scared for a second. Didn't bat an eyelash.

-End of Scene#2-


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