Back
in the Saddle
August 7 2007
Creative
Capacities,
The prodigal son
of the Fringe has returned home, to Edinburgh that is. I'm writing from a packed caf=E9 on the
rainy official first day of the larges and greatest arts festival in the world. I turned my back on the Fringe last
year, opting instead to record my "Lit-Hop" album and stay in B.C.
for the summer. But the Fringe is
a forgiving family, and it looks like they're taking me back, and it's a great
place to be.
I had my first
preview show on Friday, and it was pretty nearly a disaster, with the redeeming
factor that no one in the audience seemed to be aware of everything that was
going precipitously wrong, or if they were aware they laughed it off due to my
ad-libbing through it. The reason for
the cock-up was the recent addition of animated visuals to my performance. We are now projecting Erik's
illustrations from the book onto a screen on stage while I perform the show,
and the technical logistics of mixing the lighting with the visuals and sound
has been challenging, but yesterday's show was much improved for fluidity (and
I had about fifty people in), and tonight the show ran like a well oiled
Olympian.
If you want to
see an example of the new animated tales, you can watch one of them on YouTube
here:
I have also posted additional tracks on my Lit Fuse Records site, and advance copies of Butterfly Man are now available for mail order through PayPal. Soon he will be availably digitally as well as globally, but first we have this ancient city to infiltrate.
As for me, I'm
just getting ramped up, as I perform at the Fringe every night at 8:45 pm from
now until August 26th, and then fly to Australia shortly after. It's surreal to be back here exactly
three years after my first foray into the Fringe, but that first time I was
wide-eyed and untutored in the guerilla arts. This time I have an arsenal of reviews, albums, books, and a
team of new talent to showcase (four of us from Vancouver are sharing a flat
here, including my brother and Geordie, who plays bass with Aaron). Many charges have been set to blow, but
a lit fuse does not make an explosion on its own, so there are no
guarantees. I'll keep you updated
as events unfold here at the festival, and try to stay abreast of
correspondence.
All the best
from the powder keg,
Baba