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My god, we did it.
There was a bit of a snafu in the One-Shots, but we managed to make everything work and not get too far off schedule. Then Judi Miller had her GOH concert, with Doug and Juliana (together they are We're Not Koi) and a few other guest stars whom she could sign along with, such as Gary Ehrlich, Roberta Rogow, Gary McGath, and... me. I did "Operation: Desert Storm".
Then came the Song Cycles concert thingie. We were already running late, so I sat out, and gave all the time to Ben Newman, Sassafrass, and Ariel Sobii [sp?]. The songs were all really good, and Ariel had a particularly good voice, Tracy Chapmanesque.
Then came my set. Judi and I kicked out the walls, I thought. I bobbled a few words here and there, but for the most part everything went very smoothly and very funny (except "Dervish", of course) and I closed with "The Here And Now", which went over pretty darn well.
Cync showed up, which is always wonderful. I decided to hang out for the last-second 6:15 rehearsal. Which went well. And then I went back to the room for a brief nap during the Interfilk Auction. Got back just in time to hear the last two songs by Pavlov's Duck -- excellent harmonies, dramatic stuff.
And then we got up on stage.
And we got costumes and props and cue cards together.
And then it was time to play the music, it was time to light the lights.
And by FSM we got away with it. Radio read/"in concert" with accoutrements. A whole lotta silly. Some dreadful puns, including at least two I'd forgotten but there they were on the paper. And, somehow, we made it all work, and the audience laughed, and we all sang, and it was exceedingly notso, and everybody was really good but special shouts out to Paul Estin as Miss Piggy -- dead on perfect -- and the guy playing Gonzo and the one playing Sam (I'll get their names later) and Piggy and guest star Judi Miller had yarn wigs on their head and Gary McGath as Rolph had this big floppy brown thing which could've come off the floor of my van and it was all a hoot.
After, I lounged around, talking with Mark and with Bob Rodriguez and I don't remember the name of the British fellow with the huge, amazing singing voice, and in the background Mike Stein was playing his cello, which I hadn't heard him do in so long, and it was just so damn pleasant. And about 11:30, a filk started up, and I sat back for about a half-hour, then got up (have to be careful, I did something behind my right knee then, likely just a small strain but I'm not happy with it) and moved to the circle, and we were all singing and storytelling and being silly and dramatic and harmonizing and backing each other up and just having a blast. One of the nicest open filks I've been to in awhile.
About 1:30-ish, I started to crash hard, so I said good nights and went back to the room. Janny helped me with stuff, and then we talked for about a half-hour, and she went off to bed, and I finally came down from everything about 3:45, and got up about 7:30.
I have a busy day -- Joe Bethancourt benefit concert, songwriting judging, and I want to see Ben Newman's musical -- and I will need more sleep later. But this has been a very, very fun con, and it ain't over yet.
How's by you?
There was a bit of a snafu in the One-Shots, but we managed to make everything work and not get too far off schedule. Then Judi Miller had her GOH concert, with Doug and Juliana (together they are We're Not Koi) and a few other guest stars whom she could sign along with, such as Gary Ehrlich, Roberta Rogow, Gary McGath, and... me. I did "Operation: Desert Storm".
Then came the Song Cycles concert thingie. We were already running late, so I sat out, and gave all the time to Ben Newman, Sassafrass, and Ariel Sobii [sp?]. The songs were all really good, and Ariel had a particularly good voice, Tracy Chapmanesque.
Then came my set. Judi and I kicked out the walls, I thought. I bobbled a few words here and there, but for the most part everything went very smoothly and very funny (except "Dervish", of course) and I closed with "The Here And Now", which went over pretty darn well.
Cync showed up, which is always wonderful. I decided to hang out for the last-second 6:15 rehearsal. Which went well. And then I went back to the room for a brief nap during the Interfilk Auction. Got back just in time to hear the last two songs by Pavlov's Duck -- excellent harmonies, dramatic stuff.
And then we got up on stage.
And we got costumes and props and cue cards together.
And then it was time to play the music, it was time to light the lights.
And by FSM we got away with it. Radio read/"in concert" with accoutrements. A whole lotta silly. Some dreadful puns, including at least two I'd forgotten but there they were on the paper. And, somehow, we made it all work, and the audience laughed, and we all sang, and it was exceedingly notso, and everybody was really good but special shouts out to Paul Estin as Miss Piggy -- dead on perfect -- and the guy playing Gonzo and the one playing Sam (I'll get their names later) and Piggy and guest star Judi Miller had yarn wigs on their head and Gary McGath as Rolph had this big floppy brown thing which could've come off the floor of my van and it was all a hoot.
After, I lounged around, talking with Mark and with Bob Rodriguez and I don't remember the name of the British fellow with the huge, amazing singing voice, and in the background Mike Stein was playing his cello, which I hadn't heard him do in so long, and it was just so damn pleasant. And about 11:30, a filk started up, and I sat back for about a half-hour, then got up (have to be careful, I did something behind my right knee then, likely just a small strain but I'm not happy with it) and moved to the circle, and we were all singing and storytelling and being silly and dramatic and harmonizing and backing each other up and just having a blast. One of the nicest open filks I've been to in awhile.
About 1:30-ish, I started to crash hard, so I said good nights and went back to the room. Janny helped me with stuff, and then we talked for about a half-hour, and she went off to bed, and I finally came down from everything about 3:45, and got up about 7:30.
I have a busy day -- Joe Bethancourt benefit concert, songwriting judging, and I want to see Ben Newman's musical -- and I will need more sleep later. But this has been a very, very fun con, and it ain't over yet.
How's by you?
