Idiot Girl Strikes Again forgot to post this yesterday when it went live over at LA Stage Times, one of the news outlets covering all things theater in Los Angeles. There's just so much going on at once.
I left out the part about how I was curled in a ball weeping in the arms of a nice lady with even more awesome dreads than mine after seeing "The Ballad of Emmett Till" last year at the Fountain - only to find out later that that nice lady was the director. Just now it hits me I should have maybe put that in there. But I did Twit it at the time it happened! That counts, right? #D'oh
When I was a kid, Mom took me to see my very first live play at Karamu House in Cleveland. I don’t remember the name of the play, but it had something to do with talking animals in Africa and a young herdsman. What I remember is that it was so bright and so right there and so very much fun. When we yelled or squealed at the action on stage, sometimes the herdsman turned to the audience and let us know he knew we were there, before turning back into the world he was living for us on the stage. That sort of thing never happened when watching movies or television. Ever.
Thanks to the Kickstarter 106, I'm doing 10 shows during the festival. We're down to the final four. I feel like I'm in a marathon drenched with adrenaline and exhaustion but sort of not wanting it to end...except for the part where I can't wait for the part to be able to eat again.
I'm on deck again today, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Come see! If you come Sunday, we're doing the second filming of that one. First filming was opening night, which you probably don't care about but I'm tired and typing without thought.
Tickets (pay what you can) here!
Big picture of the Fringe here!