445 next stop: musical theatre
We dined last night at a big chain restaurant. A few guests showed up in masks, but none wore them inside while eating. These are not young people. We are in Florida.
I think it's time to start thinking about re-opening the musical.
Well, I've been thinking about that for months now, but it's time to actually make some moves. A big part of our next run is going to be dictated by CA SB5, the labor bill passed in an attempt to get Uber to pay fairly.
Uber, of course, sued their way out of the law, but small-time theater producers are being held accountable. No more paying actors a small stipend to be in a show, we now have to pay hourly, at least minimum wage.
And you know what? It sucks, but maybe it's fine. Maybe artists deserve a living wage. Or at least, a wage. And maybe as a producer, I just have to buck up, raise prices, and see how legit we can be.
This is going to be interesting. But I kind of feel like holding our heads high and demanding respect is the way to go. Hopefully audiences will appreciate live entertainment a bit more, now that we haven't had it for a while.
We'll see.
There's a lot of uncertainty at this moment.
We're coming out the other side, but have we absorbed the lessons?
Will there be a new generation of politicians who are able to capture the socialist-flavored well being of the past year and spread a message of abundance? To capitalize on the fact that people were happy with a little extra money and time off? That government spending on the little guy was totally effective at raising our circumstances?
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