Yesterday at Bucktown Arts Fair. What a werid, strange day. We performed outside in the center of the park. Just as we began, a rock band on one side of the park began their raucous set, and a drumming circle started at the other. We were totally drowned out. Manny, Carla and I plowed on anyway. Our audience couldn't hear us and they scattered like little pidgeons before a shotgun blast. The audience voted with their feet, they left us to perform for the trees.
In an odd turn, this was all very validating. We did a tight, well-rehearsed show for no-one. Afterwards we were paid $150 (we gave half to Manny) plus we each received a beverage and food coupon. Not bad for 20 minutes of work. Manny was ecstatic. Black Forest was on the bill alongside Trapdoor Theater and Red Moon Theater, not bad company, for our little marginal outfit.
We wandered over to Tracy's jewelry booth. I ended up in a very animated political discussion with David, Tracy's husband. You cannot find two people (David and I) that are more diametrically opposed on absolutely every issue. We see differents worlds, we rely on different facts. It is amazing how fundamentally we differ on everything. Again, it was very validating. I was able to get it all off my chest; how the world has gone so dangerously off the tracks under the 'Evil Bush Doer' and his right-wing Junta.
Today we meet with two actors who are competing to replace George in 'Henry Goodbar.' Then Carla and I are off to Michigan (Grand Haven, then Mackinaw Island) for a little vacation. Hope to find internet connections along the way. Blogging is a must.
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