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BIO:I have never seen anything like it. Nor heard any noise to approximate the ceaseless, frantic, hysterical scream which met THE BRIDES when they took the stage after what seemed like fifty years of earlier acts.
All very good, all making time, because no one had come for anything other than THE BRIDES. . .
Then the theatre went wild! First aid men and police-men in the stalls, women mainly in the balcony-taut and anxious, patrolled the aisles, one every three rows.
Many fainted. Thirty were gently carried out, soiled pants, protesting in their hysteria, forlorn and wretched in an unrequited love for three boys and a girl who might have lived next door.
The stalls were like a nightmare March Fair. No one could remain seated. Clutching each other, hurling jelly babies at the stage, beating their brows, the youth of the world surrendered themselves totally to THE BRIDES.
-Marianna Trench (from her book Fifty Years Adrift)