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Making The Pilots

A live online account of the creation of a new piece of work by Reckless Sleepers at Leeds Met Studio, Lakeside Arts Centre, Nottingham and Arnolfini, Bristol 07-08.

Wednesday, 27 February 2008

Someone take this text out of my hand


Mole I’m vacuous. I’m fucking entertainment. I’m fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck I've drank too much coffee, someone stop me. Someone please take this text out of my hand before I explode. (Tim takes script out of Mole’s hand.)
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      • The End
      • We're outside an airport
      • It's not changing
      • Feedback
      • Technical requirements
      • Do I look like a pilot?
      • Someone take this text out of my hand
      • Can I do this without my trousers?
      • Programme
      • Fire Extinguisher
      • Interview
      • I'm in a theatre
      • Work in Progress
      • Noone's listening
      • Weakness
      • Objects
      • When do we start to know it?
      • Club Tropicana
      • Nearly there
      • Dance floor
      • Your name's not down you're not coming in
      • John I'm only dancing
      • Rolling
      • Shoes
      • Just a minute
      • That's the end
      • Ten paces behind you
      • The return journey
      • The residency
      • The Dark Room
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