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We're four minutes over. No matter what. I shouldn't say that. But look, we were at 69, so we tightened - then we were at 65. Better. So we cut a 4-minute chunk of text. And then we were at 64. So we tightened. And then we were at 64.

Today, we tightened. Where will we be tomorrow? Will you still need me, will you still feed me?

The answer is, I don't care when I'm 64, because we should be 58, because, officially, Old Growth is 60.

These things matter. Oh, they matter! Nick, Aura's quite wonderfully supportive boyfriend who has already attended THREE runs of Old Growth (the last one while absolutely sopping wet), initially wondered whether actors shouldn't just be allowed to "feel it". Why should the Fringe restrain it-feeling?

But they do. Ottawa's probably the best place to start a show with a strange propensity to be slightly overtime. But in Toronto... the first time, it's a warning. The second time - the lights come up at precisely 60 minutes (or whatever your scheduled time is), and that's IT. The third time... oh, you don't want to know. But it's even more graphic than the actual real final four minutes of Old Growth. In Calgary, they feed you to the mountain lions - in Vancouver, to the residents of Port Moody.

And the truth is: Old Growth with the last 4 minutes chopped off is NOT a show you'd want to see. There would be no comedown from the het up. You'd actually die.

So we'd better get it right.

Oh, lots of new stuff up on the www.AlexEddington.com Old Growth pages. CHECK'TOUT!