long days journey into sleep okay. it seems that the fringe has begun and i will not be sleeping
until i return to the states.

oh, this is a cool thing: provenz' did an edit to the phone call
yesterday before the show and i burned a new cd for the sound folk.

because i am a self-sabotaging dickweed, i left the cd on the table in my room.

with less than 10 minutes to showtime, i discovered my little
self-sabotaging manuever. instead of panicking too much, i aksed if
there was a way to get a blank cd. one of the heros on our crew
scampered out and returned about 5 minutes later with a blank.

i simply burned a new cd and handed that off to them with less than 30
seconds to go before showtime. technology is our friend, people.

so... yesterday.

i'd wanted to go see anil's show. anil is the fellow playing 'donald
abayomi' in our shoe. before we left, victor let me know that anil
said that it would be better if we'd waited, so i crashed like a log
on my bed while my dad read. at 5 past 8, dad woke me up and we made a
mad dash for the theater/pub where kieran and michelle, two of our
flat-mates were performing kieran's show, 'kismet'.

we didn't have time to say hi afterwards and dashed back to the flat
so i could get my bass and head to the pc cowboys' shoe.

there is a thing called 'tattoo' here. it's some military music thinng
that is way popular and some sort of old tradition... regardless, the
street we walked down to get to the 'royal mile' where k&m were
performign was lousy with old people tour buses. man, it was old
tourists shuffling along and standing in lines as far as the eye could
see. man. kill me. good for them, but fucking kill me. 'look over
here. now look over here. now back on the bus before we die!'

dashed over to the guilded balloon venue where the pc cowboys are
playing. it is hot and muggy while still being a bit cold. go figure.
but once you get inside a building the temperature rises by a million
or two degrees (celsius) and it is overwhelming.

i ran through the songs with the guys in the dressing room. it's
basically c&w with 1,4, 5 variations in the easy keys, e a c and g.
(not minor, i'm just lazy) the guys are from texas, so they're really
sweet and supportive and i wasn't nervous or anything before we began.

none of us have amps, so we're all plugged in to direct boxes. i set
up behind them in a postion i could see the guitar playaz' hands.

the venue is huge. maybe 200 seats. i'm sure by the end they'll get a
huge audience and the shows will be packed. at this point, there are
about 40 or so in the audience and they're either way into it or very
confused.

the shoe went great. i clammed a bit, of course, that's what i do, but
i followed along nicely and played fucking c&w. at one point i did a
bass solo. instead of trying to do a solo, i just did a hammeron for
12 bars. it went over quite well.

afterwards i saw another singer/songwriter perform. it was a show. a
sort of 'evening with...' thing. man, when i see paul simon or james
taylor do that sort of stuff i find it a bit annoying and they're
great songwriters. when a guy who writes lousy songs does it, it's
unbearable, though it did give me an idea for a show. though the show
would be very artaud theater of cruelty. the show was like being
trapped in a bar with a drunk, self-centered irish guy spilling his
guts in the most self-conscious way. as if his priest told him he had
to.

then i got to see some comics do stand-up. i have a crush on every
stand-up in the world. they are great, though...

there is a lot of preaching to the choir as far as the politics go.
yeah, we know bush sucks donkey balls. okay. no one seems aware that
kerry has his mouth around that same donkey's cock.

got to see provenz' do his stuff. he's a fucking pro. man. he does a
whole bit on religion that is so beautiful. great. he also did this
wonderful bit that pissed off the audience. a guy started shouting at
him and provenz' just overpowered him with this rage and passion.
fuck. it was so sexy and great.

saw reginald d. hunter. the guy is a superstar. i don't know how these
guys do it.

all of this political comedy is making me think about this.
environmentalism has taken the place of religion. it fills the same
space in our lives as religion once did.

that is all for today.

rock on.
  ¶ 3:41 AM