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What You Need to Know and When You Need to Know It

Here’s some press that’s informative about us:

Tomorrow night we’ll be streaming at:

Twitter feed: @kurthartwig

There might be more, but those are some stable links for now.


Day 6, the Slope

Okay, so after yesterday, today should be a bit more ease on down the road, right?

Thankfully, that’s pretty much what happens.

It’s raining all day, somewhere between spitting and a steady downpour. The garden party hosting by the British Ambassador (the official sponsor of the Prague Fringe Festival) hosted an indoor garden party that was quite lovely. Andy and I neglected to eat in advance, assuming snacks. But being American, we assumed (without ever saying it out loud) that snacks meant “buffet” and in fact, in Europe (or at least here), snacks means “canapés.” Tasty, frequently at hand, and yet somehow lacking in the gorge-ability that is American Ethnic Cuisine: all-you-can-eat. We grabbed lunch afterward.

We hit the 3:30 showing of Sealskin, Multistory’s contribution this year. In 2009, they did the amazing Backward Glance. This is my response from that show – which is funny to re-read now, because I think now I’m a lot higher on it than I was then. Whatever. Sealskin is the second selkie story at the 2010 PFF. Bill and Gill’s version keeps the story as a story though – a story that a mother tells her children, the Younger Brother and the Older Sister, over a period of about 10 years. She tells them presumably as much in anticipation of her departure from their lives as in giving herself the courage to leave at all. At times it was difficult to connect with them as family members – when we see them re-telling the story their mother tells, it’s almost an outside eye. When we see them in the present discussing their family, we see them with their quirks and foibles, but we haven’t made the connection just yet to make that on-again-off-again squabbling that family members do pay off. The elements of naturalism beat out storytelling in this regard. But like last year, this was a good story and it was incredibly well-executed. I had a chance to talk to each of them briefly tonight, but not enough to either.

Our show was solid. Once again, Andy was the dog. That’s four times in a row, now. No, five. Weird. We’re rather hoping to be able to switch it up again soon. We’re tightening up our delivery, taking the air out of some lines. Nothing really bizarre happened tonight. A house of 23. Good good good. No one stole Andy’s pants. Good good good.

We ended with Poste Restante, which is performed by the company They Gotta Be Secret Agents, who are something like friends of friends of friends. They don’t bill themselves as cirque nouveau, but if that’s not what they’re doing, they’re kissing cousins. Bonnie and Tim are originally modern dancers, and they’ve incorporated aspects of simple acting/clowning, puppetry, and film/projection into a performance of boy and girl meet, fall in love, fall out of love, fight, and reconcile. Their strengths are solidly as movers – their physicality is virtuosic. It’s beautiful and amazing and inspiring to watch. Their puppetry is a bit hit and miss. They’re not lacking for ideas (Bonnie’s manipulation of a living desk lamp is a great start), but sometimes the execution of the puppets themselves compromised the beauty of what they were trying to achieve. I have to stress though, that this is mostly nitpicking. They’ve created a feel-good show that makes everyone feel good. The house was full up and they got a well-deserved thunderous round of applause. SO FUN to see shows that connect with an audience like this.

The rest of the evening – well, I didn’t expect to be writing at this hour. I was supposed to head over to visit Don and František tonight, but Don didn’t get out of work until at least 11pm. OUCH. I’d already walked to and from the National Theatre and was relatively soaked, so when I got back a little before 10:30, Andy and I just went downstairs for a drink (Velvet and peanuts, if that means anything to you), and when we were done, we went over to Fringe Central (aka Rubín) for the after party. Why is this relevant? Ha ha! Because, we discovered talking to some of the Hong Kong folks from Shakespeare’s Will (a piece we sadly can’t see due to time slot issues), that the rude woman from yesterday? The one who says I’m disgusting? Um, yeah, turns out she’s a reviewer.


She’s at

Feel free to check her out, but I’m not reading it until we’re done here, so let’s keep it to ourselves, shall we?

Mmmmmmmm. Velvet.

This is how we made the rain better.

A couple of loose threads…

So I posted about copyright last week mere hours before we opened the show at Moct Bar. A friend of mine thinks she might have a contact for a friend of a friend of Frank Galati. Or something like that. In the meantime, we press onward in our legal limbo. Seriously, anybody out there know anybody?

And I think I mentioned that we opened the show? Right, that happened.

I haven’t looked at the footage from our generous videographers (Teddy Lyngaas from AboutFace Media, and Nicole Brown and Brad Lichtenstein from 371 Productions), so I can only go on my gut and say that the performance went fairly well. We got some laughs throughout the entire piece, even at the end, and it’s not really a comedy, so that’s gratifying. It is a satire, and it’s supposed to be funny, but it’s not bust-a-gut stuff.

I have to interject a note regarding performance evaluation, though. Two weeks ago we had a rehearsal at Andy’s apartment during which I felt that we were basically just marking the whole show. By which I mean we were going through the motions. Saying the words without much affect. Not really acting so much as repeating. We get to the end, and the first thing Kelly says is, “that gave me chills.” Andy concurs, he felt like we were really ON.

David Mamet has something to say about this practice of actor self-evaluation, good or bad, which can be paraphrased cleanly as “shut up –  you don’t know what you’re talking about. It looked fine. Shut up. Stop thinking.”

So for those of you wondering how the performance was – I have no idea. It felt good. We had good responses from our small audience, half of which was Andy’s family. YAY ANDY’S FAMILY!

And with a house that small, here’s my question to you in the ether: how do I register a complaint about press coverage without sounding like sour grapes? I’m not expecting a review, I’d just like to make it into a couple of listings in a timely manner.

Actually, if you could tell me that latter bit, I’d forego the complaining altogether.

Press and Motionary Comics

We’re working on setting up information through the press for Motionary Comics (April 16th, Gallery Night, Milwaukee, Moct Bar, starting around 5pm and ending around midnight, if you haven’t been keeping up), but this project seems like a hard sell. Still, we’re taking what we can get. So far we’ve got an interview slated at WMSE next Monday morning, a Lake Effect interview slated to record this week and air next Tuesday, and Paul Kosidowski may be giving us a shout out on his Arts on Deck feature (the latter two both on WUWM).

Radio loves us – print, not so much. Ironic, given our medium.

If anyone has more ideas of who to contact and how, send’em our way. Thanks!