I'm back...from the near-dead!
Okay, it's not that bad. But my body has chosen this point between festivals in the middle of my tour to get sick. A summer cold (from summer heat of sometimes 50 celcius in Winnipeg, considering humidity) and fever, the kind that made for 4 hours of sleep last night in 12 hours of resting. My mind kept itself awake with endless lists and logistics, about nothing more substantial than the various lumps in my blankets, as various parts of my core and limbs continually re-evaluated how hot or cold they needed to be. Even without this illness, the 15-or-so-degree drop from when I first arrived in Saskatoon two days ago would have thrown me. (and just for those of you who are intimately unfamiliar with Degrees Celcius, them's big honkin' degrees!)
But I'm now on the mend, thanks to Cold-FX *and* Vega *and* salads *and* Booster Juice *and* Buckley's *and* sleep. I'm not taking chances: in 27 hours I'll be in the middle of my first performance in Saskatoon - performance 22 of 39 or something - and as old hat this show is becoming, every new theatre and new city is a different beast, and I need my head on straight. A little coughing, I can suppress. Fever and imbalance - not so safe for such a wordy and physical show. But I am positive, and thanks to "Foucault's Pendulum" (which I should have read a long time ago, considering that it could seemingly have inspired "The Fugue Code") I'm keeping out of trouble and in of doors.
I haven't posted here in a while, because I've been posting on the CBC Manitoba Fringe Site as an official CBC blogger. Which, just like last year, was great. People read those things - it's publicity and it makes me feel important. Not much else does these days, so I take it where I can get it. But when I come to a new festival (like Saskatoon) braced for unimportancem sometimes I am pleasantly surprised. Saskatoon Fringe has really improved its ways since last year. The programme is free and came out early - the sandwich boards are free to us - advance ticket surcharges are paid for by the buyer, not by us (according to CAFF regulations and unlike, *ahem* Toronto) - and on the whole the vibe seems better. I feel good about our venue (the pleasantly cavernous Oskayak (once "Joe Duquette") high school gym and our techs (one of whom was in that clown funeral show here last year that I loved) and even the odd eye-level lighting hang, which Alison used to great advantage when setting lights in yesterday's tech. I hope for bigger crowds than last year - and with fewer shows, that may well happen.
So that's that. I'm actually feeling well enough to go for a brief walklet. Alison's doing all the publicity work today while I sit around recovering, which is very sweet and very wise considering our two livelihoods depend on my health. You'll hear from me again after we open in Saskatoon! 'til then...
But I'm now on the mend, thanks to Cold-FX *and* Vega *and* salads *and* Booster Juice *and* Buckley's *and* sleep. I'm not taking chances: in 27 hours I'll be in the middle of my first performance in Saskatoon - performance 22 of 39 or something - and as old hat this show is becoming, every new theatre and new city is a different beast, and I need my head on straight. A little coughing, I can suppress. Fever and imbalance - not so safe for such a wordy and physical show. But I am positive, and thanks to "Foucault's Pendulum" (which I should have read a long time ago, considering that it could seemingly have inspired "The Fugue Code") I'm keeping out of trouble and in of doors.
I haven't posted here in a while, because I've been posting on the CBC Manitoba Fringe Site as an official CBC blogger. Which, just like last year, was great. People read those things - it's publicity and it makes me feel important. Not much else does these days, so I take it where I can get it. But when I come to a new festival (like Saskatoon) braced for unimportancem sometimes I am pleasantly surprised. Saskatoon Fringe has really improved its ways since last year. The programme is free and came out early - the sandwich boards are free to us - advance ticket surcharges are paid for by the buyer, not by us (according to CAFF regulations and unlike, *ahem* Toronto) - and on the whole the vibe seems better. I feel good about our venue (the pleasantly cavernous Oskayak (once "Joe Duquette") high school gym and our techs (one of whom was in that clown funeral show here last year that I loved) and even the odd eye-level lighting hang, which Alison used to great advantage when setting lights in yesterday's tech. I hope for bigger crowds than last year - and with fewer shows, that may well happen.
So that's that. I'm actually feeling well enough to go for a brief walklet. Alison's doing all the publicity work today while I sit around recovering, which is very sweet and very wise considering our two livelihoods depend on my health. You'll hear from me again after we open in Saskatoon! 'til then...
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