We're down to the final two of 10 shows, and I gotta say, it's been an awesome time! If you've been meaning to come see, this weekend is your last chance. Today at 3 p.m., Sunday at 1 p.m., and we're out. Come see! If you come Sunday, we're doing the second filming for the Kickstarter video of that one.
I will miss it when it's all over. On the other hand, I'm probably going to sleep for 36 hours starting on Monday.
As you know, Bob, the best entry in the original Planet of the Apes film franchise was Conquest of the Planet of the Apes (even making allowance for the wuss-out ending imposed by the studio at the time). As you also know, Hollywood is remaking that film for some reason. And of course as you further know, that is if you know me in real life, that I have been !!! BITCHING AND COMPLAINING ABOUT THE VERY IDEA OF REMAKING CONQUEST OMG YOU FUCKING HIGHLY-PAID BASTARDS CAN'T YOU JUST COME UP WITH YOUR OWN IDEAS FOR ONCE !!!! since about four nanoseconds after the project was announced.
But. This new trailer? Oooo.
I love gorillas. Gorillas are AWESOME. Gorilla shock troops leaping from the Golden Gate Bridge to take out a helicopter full of cops? EVEN MORE AWESOME.
Also, I am probably sleeping. Seven of 10 shows pretty much back-t0-back = Tired. Thrilled, having a great time and grateful, yet tired all the same.
But! Thanks to the generosity of my backers, the reason I was able to do so many shows, I was also able to run a Test for something I wanted to know: If you had to do this sort of thing practically every day? What's it like?
Now I know. Factoring that in for the Fabulous Unknown that is the Future.
Today, rest. Tomorrow, roll out for the final shows!
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
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 halfway through my 10-show run at the Hollywood Fringe Festival, and reviews are starting to come in! My plan is to link to any reviews as they come in without comment - no matter what they say - so I can have a record, and so you can decide for yourself.
#HFF11 takes the same open invitation approach to reviews as it does to the entire festival. Internally, any audience member who goes to the show can register on the site (they tend to be registered anyway because that's how you buy your show tickets) and then post their thoughts after. Those audience reviews go up for all to see, untouched.
Other reviews that you happen to find by, say, obsessively hunting for them? You're free to put a URL to it on your Fringe site if you want.
I'm just gonna put whatever I find here.
This post will be updated as needed at random when I have the time, and if more come in.
Snippets from audience members who have reported in on the site so far (click for the whole):
Just because I can't eat before or after being on stage doesn't mean I don't love going out with friends after and hanging out! After Saturday's most excellent performance, we hit up Grub Restaurant, one of the Hollywood Fringe Festival HotSpot venues just down the street from my venue at ComedySportz LA. They enjoyed solid food, I enjoyed a cup of sangria tea,*** we all had a blast being way entirely too loud!
That's one of the gorgeous handmade letterpress posters created for me by Amos Kennedy Jr. The only way to get one was if you were one of my Kickstarter backers, a close friend/family, my landlord, or you stole one off a utility pole in Hollywood.
I have given this one to the organizers of the fundraising auction for L.A. Banks, who is very ill and dealing with escalating medical costs. The auction opens on June 21 and runs through July 1.
So here's your chance to get a one-of-a-kind beautiful poster made by Amos while supporting a good cause! Go forth! Bid!
Pre-opening night party at Fringe Central! Super fun! And yes, I kept that balloon alligator*** on my head when I went to the bus stop to go home after, and while on the bus! And dude, wearing a balloon alligator on your head on the bus causes everybody to be super friendly! I had no idea!
The guy next to me in balloon head Elmo mode is Simon Coronel! Magician! Awesome!
I got the Litany. I got my super-hyper mojo on. I got so very off-book that I can actually rearrange entire segments of the story at random on the fly while talking on stage, and still get back to where I was supposed to be in the script to take it home.*** I got one of my go-to relaxation movies - Armageddon - up and ready to roll for today and tomorrow morning when I fire up that, John Boswell's glorious songs created for my show, and also this one, all on continuous rotation as a It's A Process sort of mind trick thing.
And I got a fantabulously awesome collection of friends who turned over staple gun hammers and cat hair lint brushes and their lists and their cars and their camera equipment and chocolate and cabernet and even their physical selves in the middle of the night when I was in Need and said so and they Answered - even though my apartment is a complete and total pit right now - which means it was not easy for them to fight over couch/floor space so they could Collectively talk me through the Long Dark Tea Time Of The Soul.
These people did not look with Harsh Judgment upon me when I admitted that I needed Somebody to be here last night. Not only did the first contact show up, he reached out two other local pals who also showed up at the house in the middle of the night, and and and then he/they(?) contacted two others who live far away to join in.
You know those emergency management calls that you hear on tv in tornado country? The loud, annoying electronic tone to get your attention? it was like that.
So what I had was a gloriously delightful roil of people talking all over each other about Whatever and doing so At Great Volume while sometimes yelling at me with related advice about the Issues going on in Life that brought them to the house to begin with before breaking off to yell at each other over the advice offered. And they showed up with snacks and wine and whatever they thought they should bring that they could find at a 24-hour outlet.
I didn't ask for them to bring anything but themselves. What I asked for companionship late into a very difficult night. I wasn't sure anybody would answer. They all did, though. All of them. They have their own things going on, and they answered anyway.
It was beautiful. I didn't have to say anything or work to hold up the conversation(s). They don't do what I am trying to learn to do, but they all understood what was behind my "I can't talk/I can't stand the sound of my own voice right now/I need a distraction/ Help Me Please." And so they did. When I started crying a bit once I clued into what was going on, they either Gently Mocked or Ignored it because they Understood.
What these people did last night, from gut level understanding, is one of the kindest things anyone has ever done for me.
Trust. You have to try it every once in a while. Sometimes it pays off. Most of the times it doesn't, but when it does? Wow.
They also worked out couch/floor space without involving me directly (except for the bit where they confirmed there would be homemade pancakes at the end, yes? Yes!).
In a way this flows into the Kickstarter 106, only 1/3 of whom I actually know personally, but there they are standing in Support and Belief anyway. They are the reason I can do this. I could not have mounted the show this year without them. The people who provided signal boost help are, to me, part of that group.
Alas, I will not be going to see The Mountain Goats when they play at the El Rey next week, but that's because I still feel guilty for abandoning Fringe at points last year for WorldCup and so pledged I would not do that again this year. Too, when the Goats are on their stage, I will be on the Fringe Caberet stage in the big bar tent Throwing Down.