As promised we want to keep our fans updated with our journey overseas. It’s been a crazy couple of days filled with fun, knowledge, and standing on lines.
Our first performance on Thursday night, our preview performance started out with shit…no literally. As we were walking down The Grassmarket…Billy thought it was starting to rain, but no a bird had decided to use Billy as a toilet. Being pooped on by a bird is def. good luck, and it managed to be so when we had an almost packed house the first night. The energy was great, and half the audience were fellow New Yorkers who turned out to support us.
Only problem is, how the hell were we going to find the same bird to use Billy’s shirt as a loo every night before the performance?
With the first performance under our belt and a lovely man named Simon who gave us really wonderful feedback after the show, we were energized and ready to take on the world. We stayed at The Beehive Inn with our new friends for a bit and were really excited about the upcoming shows ahead. Show One …. Complete.
Friday we woke up and went directly to our new New Yorker’s show after a nice home cooked breakfast. After the show we had some time before heading up to the Pleasance Dome to check out the John Malkovich directed.. Julian Sands in Search of Harold Pinter. It was lovely to hear the words of Pinter….and be in the thick of the festival. Three of us went for a hike after and headed down to our performance space weary but hopeful that performance number two would be just as energizing as performance number one.
We flyered the Beehive and discovered our audience to be a mixture of theatregoers and drunk festivalgoers. We’ve learned that The Free Festival caters to comedy acts, and stand ups, but it’s not that saturated with theatre. This is a bonus and a bit of a challenge for us. We decided to pack our audience for the second show … but realized after a few hecklers in the audience that it’s the quality of the audience that matters and not the quantity. The drunks aren’t the best audience members.
Billy, Kerry, and Tiffany did an admirable job of staying concentrated on night two as a man with a guitar and amp played on the street below, and in the middle a military jet flew above…shaking the building and setting car alarms screaming. They stayed with it, and the members of the audience who were there to appreciate theatre really enjoyed the performance and committment.
It was definitely an interesting experience for us all and we chatted over a pile of nachos and caronas on how to target our audience for future performances and how to adapt to our space. We are performing in a bar..so we decided to adjust accordingly and banter back if necessary. Billy immediately decided to salute the military jet if it should happen the next night.
We decided to celebrate our accomplishments by going to the local fiddle bar for an evening of Scottish music. We became local heroes when helping the local drunk woman off the floor when she fell, and assisted the regulars in helping her into a cab. What a night.
Saturday we were off to the Media Even where each group of 2,000 shows were invited to meet the press. Obviously 2,000 shows means a long que of people, lines inside and lots of waiting. The members of the Fringe Media team kept the que happy by handing out beers, water, and keeping spirits high. Billy and Amy waited for hours talking to members of such publications as The New York Times, The Scotsman, The List, FringeGuru. It was exciting and def. a learning experience. We learned how to market ourselves, get behind our work, really believe in what we are doing. The bottom line is the play is a good play. A great play, a really wonderful pay.
After finishing the press junket (As Billy Likes to call it) we headed to our show and had a nice quality audience. It was a bit smaller than the two nights before, even turning a couple drunk men away at the door, but they really enjoyed the piece, and we were all proud of what we did.
After the show, in the pouring rain, we ran to the military tatoo at the Edinburgh Castle. It was a really wonderful experience…even if we were all coated in little plastic bubbles to watch the outdoor show in the pouring rain.
We have grown by leaps and bounds in the past couple of days. Today we are off to check out some shows, see a bit of the city, and really enjoy our fourth performance of the festival.
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