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mid-way FRIGID report
Mar. 5th, 2009 02:24 amSorry for not responding to the overwhelming amount of wonderful and touching birthday wishes from everyone. I've had my attention wrapped up in other things over the past couple of days. Rest assured, I'll get on it tomorrow afternoon. It shall provide a good distraction before I brave my next performance, to see whoever shows up.
My birthday performance was, of course, the worst of my run. Oh, I think it still went well to the audience, but it was definitely my roughest. Not just because there was only, like, seven of them, but because they were all performers. This means two things--
1.) none of them paid to get in, which means I earned $0 that performance
And 2.) none of them laughed, because performers don't laugh. They analyze, they critique, they internalize, but by and large, they do not laugh. Not even a titter at my "God I HATE Canada!" line, which I daresay is one of my very best one-liners!
But then, when I signed up for FRIGID, I did so under the same impression as many others: that I was going to lose money and play to small houses, but that I'd get reviewed by the New York Press. And so, as we've seen recently from my one good review, one could say my objective was already achieved.
But just for the sake of things, here are two more good reviews. The first one is especially great, clearly understanding the material and offering really helpful constructive criticism that I will take to heart in my subsequent revisions. It also features one of the best ways I've ever heard my storytelling style described:
Hefner is an explosive performer and his stories are very well written. His style is like an amusement ride gone out of control. He chugs along slowly and sweetly, pulling us into his world, and then the ride drops off the end of a cliff and he screams and flails his arms.
Sounds astute to me!
That's right up there with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
badmagic's wonderful pep-talk/review of HOW HEFNERIAN:
And yes, believe in yourself. You've got a great show. I think so, and I hate everything. I only came to DCAC that night because you were being a brave little toaster. If your going to tear your heart out on stage, the least I can do is watch. And then you were actually GOOD! It was like throwing someone a pity fuck and then finding out that she was in Ass Babes 17. There was a level of talent and expertise that impressed.
Really, I should put those kinds of quotes on plaques, to pick me up whenever I'm feeling down.
So yeah, things are going all right. Now if I could just kick this damn sore throat in the ass, we'll be solid. But hell, I've performed this show with the flu before, I can handle it either way.
My birthday performance was, of course, the worst of my run. Oh, I think it still went well to the audience, but it was definitely my roughest. Not just because there was only, like, seven of them, but because they were all performers. This means two things--
1.) none of them paid to get in, which means I earned $0 that performance
And 2.) none of them laughed, because performers don't laugh. They analyze, they critique, they internalize, but by and large, they do not laugh. Not even a titter at my "God I HATE Canada!" line, which I daresay is one of my very best one-liners!
But then, when I signed up for FRIGID, I did so under the same impression as many others: that I was going to lose money and play to small houses, but that I'd get reviewed by the New York Press. And so, as we've seen recently from my one good review, one could say my objective was already achieved.
But just for the sake of things, here are two more good reviews. The first one is especially great, clearly understanding the material and offering really helpful constructive criticism that I will take to heart in my subsequent revisions. It also features one of the best ways I've ever heard my storytelling style described:
Hefner is an explosive performer and his stories are very well written. His style is like an amusement ride gone out of control. He chugs along slowly and sweetly, pulling us into his world, and then the ride drops off the end of a cliff and he screams and flails his arms.
Sounds astute to me!
That's right up there with
badmagic's wonderful pep-talk/review of HOW HEFNERIAN:And yes, believe in yourself. You've got a great show. I think so, and I hate everything. I only came to DCAC that night because you were being a brave little toaster. If your going to tear your heart out on stage, the least I can do is watch. And then you were actually GOOD! It was like throwing someone a pity fuck and then finding out that she was in Ass Babes 17. There was a level of talent and expertise that impressed.
Really, I should put those kinds of quotes on plaques, to pick me up whenever I'm feeling down.
So yeah, things are going all right. Now if I could just kick this damn sore throat in the ass, we'll be solid. But hell, I've performed this show with the flu before, I can handle it either way.
