January 5, 2015
Spent most of yesterday laying around the house: feverish, achy, sore throat and tired – but I wasn’t about to stay home and miss out on an opportunity to read my work in public. Before heading out, I read How I Learned To Love Sailing aloud a couple of times, had a good three hour nap, gargled with salt water, and drank a hot lemon-ginger-agave concoction.
It surprised me when didn’t get the laughs it did in the summer, but that was a much larger audience (over 200 people vs. 30), and the other show was pretty high energy, and after all, it was summer. I guess it’s just another reminder that material goes over differently based on the makeup of the audience, etc etc etc…so many factors.
I was totally distracted by a guy sitting in front row — twitching around in his seat. I’ve always considered it a deadly sign to see an audience member leafing through their playbill – was his reaction similar? Maybe the sexual content made him uncomfortable; maybe he was thinking how much he’d like to be submerged in a vat of jello; maybe it’s a piece that reads better on the page; maybe it was because of the laid back Sunday night crowd.
Maybe it’s none of my business.
I’ve got to stop getting thrown off like that – something that will come with practice and with time — or maybe it’s just a sign that I’m not in the moment–too much in my head.
Danusia gave me some positive feedback afterwards.
“Your writing has a very strong voice of the character telling the story. I immediately felt I know who the character was. It’s really great when that happens in any art form . You do have a distinct voice. So great to have seen you take the stage.”
It did seem like the story was more poignant than aggressively humorous – at least that’s the way it felt to me. Guess that explains a lot, right?
When I read at Naked Angels, it felt like I was having a conversation with the audience, that I was presenting them with an actual scene — a snippet in time. There definitely is more dialog in the other piece. I had an inkling of a feeling that this could work against the Sailing piece in a live situation, but pushed the idea aside because I had my heart set on it, and just wanted to go through with the plan.
Memorable performance of the evening–Griffin-Newman
He was the next to last act of the evening and he had this blazing hot way about him–immediate, in your face. The place had really cleared out by the time he took the stage, and what really impressed me– he invited people to fill in the seats at the front–he borderline aggressively invited them — which I deeply respected. Talk about truth — asking for what you need vs. being annoyed that people aren’t doing what you want them to do.
Further research showed that he’s been doing stand-up since he was twelve years old — whoa!
Overall, a really good learning experience!
Nighty cough cough night…