Show # 12

Today was SO MUCH better than yesterday that it's hard to believe they took place in the same week, let alone back to back.

We met at the revoltingly early hour of 6.30 this morning, made the drive up to the Bronx and loaded in for a 10 am performance. We had an INCREDIBLE crew of guys helping us with load-in and build. I actually have video footage of them building the house together with Ben and me, but I can't quite figure out how to upload it yet (yeah, I'm pretty low-tech).

Anyway - we played to a very well-behaved audience who eventually understood that they not only had the option of responding vocally, but that it was encouraged. I'm thinking that the pre-show speech about turning phones, etc. off and being respectful is going to have to be revised enough to clue in those who don't go to the theatre ever to the fact that they can and should be responsive. We'll see... After a sweet strike and load-out, we had surprise cupcakes for Emileena, whose birthday it was today.

For now - I'm back in Bushwick, watching Flight of the Conchords, digesting a quesadilla from the awesome little Mexican place across the way and preparing to go to bed early. Like, 9 o'clock early. It was nice to be able to sleep up near the garage last night and sleep in until 45 minutes before van call, but it's also nice to sleep somewhere more familiar/comfortable and just deal with having to get up earlier than usual in the morning.

These are the thrills of touring and commuting.