Jun. 13th, 2008

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Last night I hosted two fellow buskers (and fellow Coxcomb alums) from Philly who came to Brooklyn for a photo shoot.     It's always lovely when we get together because we all get "transported" to Pennsic   "chust a little bit".      

"Dottie" and "Lorraine" perform together as "Bag Lady / Wandering Gypsy Theatre"   (example at    http://www.sidetracked.biz/Site/Watch.html    )   in and around Philadelphia, in addition to group and solo acting gigs.      They have mostly quit their day jobs    8)        They've also booked me in Phoenixville a time or two or three...    They stayed overnight, which was a good thing since the shoot ran kind of late and meshed nicely with my getting off work late.    I saw them rehearse a work in progress, a story about cats.    Just before they started, Jamie came and sat down in front of them as if to say  "TEL STORREE PLZ?" -- it was adorable.        This morning after breakfast (out -- coffee shop has coffee, I don't)   we all went to the Central Park  entrance at Columbus Circle  early   (10 am IS early to a theater person) and busked until they had to meet their Megabus at Penn Station.    They were both really jazzed to be working in NYC.   I know exactly how they feel--I've never lost the thrill of driving/walking on this or that street for some routine activity and catching sight of the Empire State Building /  WTC / Statue of Liberty, or doing a show in Grand Central Station, the place where they shot that dancing scene from "The Fisher King"  (although if I were stupid enough to actually set up IN the hall where the ceiling mural is I'd be trampled by rampaging commuters  8).   

They did okay tip-wise, for working just over an hour.      I got a lot of smiles but not much money, which is how my above-ground experiences in NYC have gone in the past.      Both of them definitely want to come back and do this again, for a longer shift.    We talked about the one other busker-friendly site I know of, Washington Square Park of the maddening performer crowds.     After we said goodbye I relocated my (more passive) act into a subway station nearby for a while, then came home to treat a pounding headache.     (I might have worked longer had I remembered to bring food and take a bathroom break.    sigh.     I do really know better, honest   8)

After a nap and some dinner, I learned about the unexpected death of "Meet The Press" host Tim Russert.     My memory of him is mostly surprise that someone could have such a sincerely enthusiastic smile, so often, for the potentially soul-numbing experience of immersing oneself in politics and politicians.      Nice guy.     Too soon. 

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