Checking In
Aug. 26th, 2008 03:07 amBack safe. Exhausted from hardy partying and four hours of sleep. Full Boulder thoughts tomorrow. It'll be a long post, touching on the following topics:
--Overall impressions of Boulder and the Fringe Festival
--How my shows went
--People I met and how they influenced me, for good or ill
--Crushing depression and creeping disillusionment
--The horrible recurring question, when it comes to the Hefner name: To Exploit or Not to Exploit?
--The dread beast known as marketing (or: finding the guts to not be utterly terrified of handing out fliers)
--Facing the fact that some people really don't fucking like nor get solo performances.
--Finding dignity and grace in the best way that I--and only I--can.
--One of the most purely Hefnerian moments I dare say I've ever experienced. I'm still reeling (in that, "remember to see the humor in the situation" kind of way).
So, yeah, lots of thoughts to get out. If you're interested, huzzah, I look forward to your thoughts. And if not, well, I'll just leave you with this observation from my connecting flight in San Antonio, Texas. I'm not three steps off the plane, and what oh what do I see?
A goth cowgirl.
I fucking love it.
Much-deserved sleep now.
--Overall impressions of Boulder and the Fringe Festival
--How my shows went
--People I met and how they influenced me, for good or ill
--Crushing depression and creeping disillusionment
--The horrible recurring question, when it comes to the Hefner name: To Exploit or Not to Exploit?
--The dread beast known as marketing (or: finding the guts to not be utterly terrified of handing out fliers)
--Facing the fact that some people really don't fucking like nor get solo performances.
--Finding dignity and grace in the best way that I--and only I--can.
--One of the most purely Hefnerian moments I dare say I've ever experienced. I'm still reeling (in that, "remember to see the humor in the situation" kind of way).
So, yeah, lots of thoughts to get out. If you're interested, huzzah, I look forward to your thoughts. And if not, well, I'll just leave you with this observation from my connecting flight in San Antonio, Texas. I'm not three steps off the plane, and what oh what do I see?
A goth cowgirl.
I fucking love it.
Much-deserved sleep now.
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Date: 2008-08-26 07:09 pm (UTC)In a way, though, aren't I asking for money? I'm asking them to go out of their way to see a show (at another venue!) and asking them to pay for it. Of course, right there I see one of my major problems, right there in the way I wrote the sentence, but that's another thing I'll get to in greater detail and thought.
"Stand up tragedy." Good fucking lord, I need to remember that. Yeah, this girl was... well, clearly wrong and bizarre, but I know she's hardly the only person who feels that way. At CapFringe this year, I learned that many solo performers label their shows "comedy" or "stand-up comedy" or "drama" before they'd actually list it as "solo performance," as that scares away some people. And yeah, I pride myself on having relatability, thank you, but when I told this girl that, "We're telling stories about our experiences and lives," she said, "Yeah, but everyone can get that just by living."
Red?
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Date: 2008-08-26 08:08 pm (UTC)I suppose, but you're also offering them something concrete: an hour and a half worth of show.
"Stand up tragedy." Good fucking lord, I need to remember that.
That was my tagline when I was still doing standup. Fits your stuff better.
Red?
Carolyn, your PT. "Red" was the name you gave her in the monologues.
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Date: 2008-08-26 08:12 pm (UTC)OH FUCK, you met her?! Ha, where? What did you tell her about the show? I don't know if she knows about my ogling. Oh fuck it, of course she probably does.
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Date: 2008-08-26 09:42 pm (UTC)