We opened this mother. It was a crazy, two weeks of 12 hour tech days, costume malfunctions and re-writes, but the new WWRY is open! We made it our bitch. Some pics from opening:
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| Backstage with Gal, Scara, and Brit |
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The ladies of WWRY2
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| No Brian May. Cheers to YOU. |
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| For some strange reason our dj thought he should play the songs we JUST HEARD in the show. Cue show choreo. |
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| Brian Crum, Leather tux god. |
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| Me and my buddy Garth. That's his real name. We're not worthy. |
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| Jared giving us all some "I'm WAY too famous for this" face. Note: He is not too famous for this. |
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| My emotional face after Talent House & Bruce Dean got us the most thoughtful opening night gift, an honorary brick at the rock and roll hall of fame |
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| I'm gonna need this chair. Note to Hard Rock Cafe: PLEASE GIVE ME THIS CHAIR. |
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The night was killer, held in a renovated 1900 power plant, in a fully-fooded hard rock cafe. I hope I never forget the sound of Brian May playing those final bone-shaking chords in Bo Rhap. Now, the tour begins. Look out, America. We're comin... comin to GETCHA.
