Sunday, June 12, 2005

Apparently, even public discourse between our elected leaders is becoming impossible. Bad signs, bad times.

It's a lovely Sunday morning here in Seattle, and I'm getting ready for my first matinee. Matinees are notoriously difficult for my style of performance--it's so audience and energy specific that having to perform midday can cause the shows to deflate, so they become so meditative that they lack the punch that really makes them sing. On the other hand, the matinee we had at Spoleto went very well indeed--one of our best shows--and I did eventually learn to make 21 Dog Years work at matinees, so anything could happen, really. Just to add spice we have a reviewer at this show, who somehow missed opening and is only showing up now. Adventure!

It's also the last show of the theatrical week, which means we are 1/3 of the way through the run already. I'm excited about my Monday off, which I intend to use to catch up on all the other parts of my life which have been sliding around, unsettled, on my plate--that will be a real treat indeed.

2:46 PM