the whole city smells like a baked potato ( especially at night )
the festival is off to a great start. our flat is huge, real world style. nick, jake and jake sit at the long table cutting out pieces of the cathedral model and patiently glueing them together.
frank, also patient, teaches me guitar. some residents of 65 york place might be sick of the opening lick to angie, but i am surely not. the fly strip is winning the hourly war against the insects and we watch that instead of tv.
the nachos in the traverse bar ( an often meal ) are different this year and we are split on this issue. i for one enjoy my nachos made with UK cool ranch doritos.
we have seen so many old friends! jackie, lorne, brian, steve…we even get to run into brian backstage in between travs 1 and 2 during our shows!
the show is going well. we are sweating more than ever ( thank you traverse laundry and wardrobe! ) and boast daily Architecting scrapes and bruises.
Well, okay, all of us got 5 stars from the Scotsman, which is the paper that awards the Fringe First – but NOT all of us did the morn hike.
The seat was beautiful, but I think far more excting was the 5-star review from Joyce McMillan, the head reviewer for the Scotsman. She has given us wonderful 4-star reviews in the past – and all the reviews here frankly are hugely erudite criticism of the work itself (vs. say, how sexy a movie actress looks onstage) and are generally always gratifying in some way – but to receive a 5-star was extraordinarily meaningful. I got handed an EARLY edition of the paper at 2am in the Trav bar Sunday night, and my head nearly exploded.
In general reviews have been beautiful, tho often with less stars. A quote from the METRO today (4-stars): “Architecting is bewildering, relentless and hugely relevant…It’s a stunning effort from a company totally at ease documenting America.”
Mom if you are checking this BLOG. I love you and I am alive and safe in Edinburgh…I miss you and wish you could come see the chaotic beautiful madness of the festival. We are meeting new friends and colliding with old ones…performing our blood, sweat, and tears…and eating plates and plates of nachos…
the walk to the theatre was made extra special (long) today as it is the annual cavalcade with (according to them) 175,000 people watching marchers from different Fringe shows, Scottish organizations – including a group from Falun Dafa that had people meditating inside a gigantic chrysanthemum – and of course the BAGPIPERS. Libby and I walked along with chocolate and ice cream from a store on the main drag Princes street and got stuck for a while next to a fairly passionless float with children who did not looked pleased to be there and who were sitting and waving lamely. Face paint.
Show tonight is at 7pm and then getting to see our Riot Group friends…
So one of the head producers at the Traverse just came over to our table in the cafe and apparently already several audience members have asked if the theatre was selling the book, as they now wanted to read it. So the legend of Gone with the Wind carries on…
So yesterday we had our official press opening, which in Edinburgh means a huge audience filled primarily with intelligent and intimidatingly stone-faced journalists taking notes during the show. There was definitely audible response, tho not laughter quite on the scale with our first preview. But this is to be expected. Now we’re just in the super fun waiting game. Our first review will probably be in the Observer this Sunday – no one is sleeping too much in the household with nerves…or maybe that’s just me. But it’s really getting fun to see how intellectualism and emotionality fight with each other in this show. Against the sheer heart of Particularly in the Heartland (no pun intended!) it is an odd journey to be doing a show that does not have the same raw emotion. And yet there’s a layer of Architecting‘s life that we’ve not even begun to scratch the surface of yet. Which is an exciting place to be. I’m looking forward to watching the cast really start to play with each other in the coming days.
We are selling out shows which is of course gratifying, and have all bought tickets to the Traverse program. Beyond that we’re waiting a day or two for some guidance, altho Frankie saw what sounds like an amazing music show last night with an African drummer and Latin guitar player. A group of us are going to head over to the venue tonight to check it out.
Saw the Alameida’s production of Adam Rapp’s Nocturne which was so beautifully written and performed. Funny seeing such an intimate show in the same space a few hours after the shambolic mess that is Architecting. Got to hang out with a few of our Riot Group friends, Steph and Drew, which was awesome – we’re looking forward to seeing the show they did with the Arches.
So today is the big TECH day. Our first year in Edinburgh we got exactly 4 hours to tech a C Venues, including our get-in and get-out time (i.e. lugging our set, video, lights focus, etc. etc.). Nightmare of unfinishedness. In ’06 and now being at the fancy Traverse we get a whopping 8 hours of tech time which is real real luxury here at the Fringe. We are just having breakfast at the flat before a bit of rehearsal and heading over for these precious 8 hours.
The flat had been a WRECK when we walked in. Brian Scott (video designer) said it was “college cleaned” but after finding unseemliness between the cushions and on the sheets we determined it wasn’t even that, we got a professional cleaning crew, and I’m protesting for money back…so cross your fingers!
Check out the TEAM’s first feature of the 2008 Edinburgh Fringe: a beautiful interview between Artistic Director Rachel Chavkin, Performer Frank Boyd, and Associate Director Davey Anderson.
Fringe favourites The TEAM return to Edinburgh with a reimagining of Margaret Mitchell’s iconic Southern drama. Kirstin Innes caught up with them to discuss everything from Barack Obama to Scarlett O’Hara.
Picture the scene. A run-down little bar in post-Katrina New Orleans. Just like every night, the usual drunks and barflies hanging around: a passionate Southern nationalist; a faded beauty queen; a bitter Hollywood screenwriter; Henry Adams, the 19th century political thinker and historian; Margaret Mitchell, author of Gone with the Wind. Oh, and two venture capitalists called Rhett Butler and Scarlett O’Hara, making a fast buck off the rebuilding of a city . . .
So far, Tech rehearsals have been going very well. Things are really coming together. The ensemble we’ve built over the past days, months, and years of rehearsals are coming together in really magical ways. For a preview of our work, take a look at the video below: