Yes yes I want to hear of the silences.
I want to hear of the nervous coughs in the audience
I want to hear of the face filling up with blood.
I want to hear of that sense of surrealness as everything turns purply.

Tell me of the immediate thoughts as you try to regain your composure.
And of your degree of sucess in doing so

Tell me of the

humiliation

It's a Saturday evening and I want to hear some Horror stories.

One cannot write a musical with only thin air.

Only joking, of course you can.

Still, all stories will be laughed at by a select panel of judges, and after a suitable conclave will re-emerge to give their verdict on the best on stage 'death'.

We will take into account size of audience, dBs of silence, and all submissions will judged irrespective of cultural and sexual differences.

We Want Blood!.....