It started a year ago when I answered Greg Wilson's request through the Magic Castle Facebook page for help moving some props to the Castle for Halloween weekend. Greg is the youngest son of legendary magician Mark Wilson. I got a tour of the Wilson warehouse and saw several props from the many television and stage shows Mark Wilson has been a part of. It was great. I helped load and transport some of the larger illusions, and when the weekend was over I went back to the Castle and loaded up the props again to return them. In the year since, I've become good friends with Greg.
A few months ago, Greg mentioned that he was booked for the Palace stage on Halloween week and that he wanted me to be a part of the act. We worked on a few other projects between that announcement and when we started working out the show. Greg let me know what he wanted me to do and we got a full cast together and organized Greg Wilson's Carneval.
The first night was surreal. After getting to the Castle and dropping my stuff in my dressing room I headed on to the stage. I was surprised how small it feels from the other side. I put my props on the stage and went into the audience to see how they would read from the back row. Seeing my little table -- which I’ve used for practically every show I’ve ever done -- up on the stage nearly brought me to tears. There was my stuff on the Palace stage at the Magic Castle.
We set the props in their places on stage and ran through the whole show. Then it was time to get into make-up. I headed up to the third floor offices, which I had never been in before. After being made into a corpse, I headed back down to my dressing room and got into costume. Then it was show time. I had quite a few prop cues to make before I took the stage. When it was time, I got into position and was brought on stage and "re-assembled." I then took over the stage and did my act. I tripped over a word in my brand new script but recovered as best I could. I finished up and ran backstage to finish up my few remaining prop cues. My grand finale was coming back on stage and having my head removed again.
I had quite a few friends in the audience of that show. My best friend made her way backstage and hugged me while congratulating me. She later said that while she could tell that I was nervous I still did a good job. She ran back to enjoy the rest of the Castle that night but she made me realize that I had done it. I had lived one of my dreams and performed at the Magic Castle.