Fringe 2012 - Saturday
Aug. 7th, 2012 11:36 amSkipped Friday (actually, missed the one I was aiming for because I couldn't find The Huge Theater). First half of Saturday was magical, 2nd half was still fun but not as successful Fringe-wise. Richard and I had a complicated plan for the day. First, we bike together to a local show (Intermedia Arts) then separate so he can trudge through yet another art fair. I skip a timeslot while biking to the West Bank, see a 4:00 show solo. Meanwhile, Richard bikes home, gets the van, and meets me on the West Bank. We see one more show at Rarig, skip a timeslot to have dinner someplace fun, and then put my bike in the van and drive to St. Paul to finish the night with 2 back-to-back at the Gremlin. What could go wrong?
Here's what really happened. We saw first show together as planned - not a GREAT show, but thought-provoking and fun. The unnaturally glorious weather made biking to the West Bank a delight, and I made such good time that I found myself riding past Mixed Blood at 2:25pm. "Sneak Thief" was showing. There was a long line, which is always a good sign for a show premiere (Fringe insiders know which shows are going to be surefire hits and see them early). I managed to get in, and sure enough, the show was hilarious. Then I headed for a dance show at the Southern that turned out to be very much not to my taste ("Nucleus"). Oh well, at least I got a little nap.
On emerging from that show I find a missed phone call from R on my iPhone. Uh-oh, it's from our home number, not cell. Something's gone wrong, since he's supposed to be on the WB by now. I call. Plans derailed - SOMEONE in our household has taken the van. Oops. Okay, I didn't care that much about "Steampunk Apocalypse" (our 5:30) anyway. I head home on bike, we eat at home, then head off to Gremlin. 8:30 show is resoundingly mediocre, and the crowd control at the Gremlin is a nightmare. Also, I've left my Fringe button at home. The upside of the volunteer chaos is that nobody notices that. Richard is tired after a long day at the Loring Art Show, and I am having a hard time facing the Theater Lobby from Hell again (especially without my button) , so we head home.
Not the best ending, but all in all a fun day. I see I never got around to the shows. I'll put my reviews in a separate post.
Here's what really happened. We saw first show together as planned - not a GREAT show, but thought-provoking and fun. The unnaturally glorious weather made biking to the West Bank a delight, and I made such good time that I found myself riding past Mixed Blood at 2:25pm. "Sneak Thief" was showing. There was a long line, which is always a good sign for a show premiere (Fringe insiders know which shows are going to be surefire hits and see them early). I managed to get in, and sure enough, the show was hilarious. Then I headed for a dance show at the Southern that turned out to be very much not to my taste ("Nucleus"). Oh well, at least I got a little nap.
On emerging from that show I find a missed phone call from R on my iPhone. Uh-oh, it's from our home number, not cell. Something's gone wrong, since he's supposed to be on the WB by now. I call. Plans derailed - SOMEONE in our household has taken the van. Oops. Okay, I didn't care that much about "Steampunk Apocalypse" (our 5:30) anyway. I head home on bike, we eat at home, then head off to Gremlin. 8:30 show is resoundingly mediocre, and the crowd control at the Gremlin is a nightmare. Also, I've left my Fringe button at home. The upside of the volunteer chaos is that nobody notices that. Richard is tired after a long day at the Loring Art Show, and I am having a hard time facing the Theater Lobby from Hell again (especially without my button) , so we head home.
Not the best ending, but all in all a fun day. I see I never got around to the shows. I'll put my reviews in a separate post.