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I'm shaken but stirred
May. 4th, 2007 11:08 amSo roughly seven hours since I watched Spalding Gray's MONSTER IN A BOX (feeling a mixture of awe with a dash of "hell, I can do this,") and just as I was racking my brain over how the hell to fit THE HEFNER MONOLOGUES in an hour and a half show, give or take a possible intermission, which in of itself would be Hefnerian, the way I have it planned... I get an e-mail from the Fringe people. See, I wrote to them yesterday, wanting to just double-check a little issue I was having. And it turns out, my fears were confirmed.
You see, when I originally proposed to do this show for the Fringe, I had thought to just do "My Grandfather's Last Words," which is just one story that I thought to expand to an hour. But then I realized that I had much richer, stronger, more theatrical and more universal stories than that, and so I changed the nature of my show to my current idea of an hour and a half about Tammy, going naked on stage, emasculating myself in front of a Maryland traffic court judge, and existential pondering on the connotations of being related to (but having no other possible connection with) one of the most powerful and enduring icons of the 20th century and beyond. I have a great story here-- an epic, multi-layered and rich monologue of smaller monologues that has the potential to be as personal as it is universal, just so long as I could somehow get it all in around 90 minutes.
Welp... turns out now I only have 60 minutes.
Yeah. It, uh... it looks like that since I originally applied asking for 60 minutes, that's all I get. Other people need the space, so the schedule is tight and I... just... I gotta do it all, or do something else, in the space of an hour.
...
( ... dude. Awesome. )
You see, when I originally proposed to do this show for the Fringe, I had thought to just do "My Grandfather's Last Words," which is just one story that I thought to expand to an hour. But then I realized that I had much richer, stronger, more theatrical and more universal stories than that, and so I changed the nature of my show to my current idea of an hour and a half about Tammy, going naked on stage, emasculating myself in front of a Maryland traffic court judge, and existential pondering on the connotations of being related to (but having no other possible connection with) one of the most powerful and enduring icons of the 20th century and beyond. I have a great story here-- an epic, multi-layered and rich monologue of smaller monologues that has the potential to be as personal as it is universal, just so long as I could somehow get it all in around 90 minutes.
Welp... turns out now I only have 60 minutes.
Yeah. It, uh... it looks like that since I originally applied asking for 60 minutes, that's all I get. Other people need the space, so the schedule is tight and I... just... I gotta do it all, or do something else, in the space of an hour.
...
( ... dude. Awesome. )
