The most bizarre show was a political opera where we had to wear Marie Antoinette-type costumes with silver wigs, tight bodices, white stockings with suspender belts and little white shoes. The stage was covered in mesh with an orchestra underneath, and you knew if you put one foot wrong you’d end up in the cymbals. On the night, Dee Dee breathed in and her boobs spilled out right in front of the king of Belgium. He never stopped smiling for the rest of the show.
Sort of thing that would be written into the script these days, isn’t it?