Whose Noise Is It, Anyway? Part I—Sound Designers

It was the fall of 1995, and Patrick Stewart was unhappy. There he was onstage at the Broadhurst Theatre, rehearsing for a production of The Tempest that was transferring to Broadway after a very successful run at the Delacorte in Central Park, and he couldn't hear himself speak. Three years earlier, he had performed on the same stage in a one — man production of A Christmas Carol, and he could hear his voice bounce off the back wall. Now, nothing.

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