“No joke, man! It’s the last instant of your life. Hit the stage BUTT NAKED right now!”
So began the surreal internal direction I remember having each night before being pushed onstage, être nu, for 30+ performances of Shawshank Redemption in Edinburgh and Dublin in 2013. Top of the show. No turning back. Drop your pants and step into the lights. What I didn’t realize was this:
The pants had actually dropped long ago.