Sunday, September 22, 2019

Deary me. Poor blog. I'm sorely neglecting you.

First, I was rushing to get a script draft finished in time for submissions to EGTG for our 2020 programme selection. Then I was rushing about at work - and resting when not at work. Then normal life starts up again.

London last weekend and I saw some excellent theatre. Anna Bella Eema which I liked more than Michael Billington did. (Check out the incredible last line of his review. I can't even pretend to understand what he means.) I also loved that little theatre, The Arcola. Wish we had one in Portobello. And like Mr Billington in this case, I loved Appropriate. 

I saw this on Wednesday which looked stunning and was an important and excellent and pertinent topic choice but didn't quite live up to its promise. (Hah - in my humble opinion.)

And then yesterday saw me take to a different sort of stage and run a baby climate conversation in Portobello which was fascinating and terrifying in equal measure. So that's been occupying my vacant headspace.

I'll hop back soon.

Thursday, August 29, 2019

I was very anxious that I'd been careless enough to see an uneven number of shows but thank goodness, I seem to have made it to a nice round number which is 50.

Thanks to this peculiar thing (I didn't feel quite so warmly about it as Mark Fisher.) The sweet but ultimately (heaven forfend) slightly pointless Like Animals. And then this magnificence. For it was. 

I've been sleeping a bit more this week. It's nice. 

Sunday, August 25, 2019

Hey beloved blog.

Just submitted my forty-first review this Fringe. So that's a bit of a relief. 

If you have a spare day and can see one thing - hmmm - this maybe. 

This was superb, particularly because of the appearance of Leith Academy beat boxing on stage with the Beatbox Academy at the performance we saw, but is probably sold out. 

And then this was remarkable.

I expect to spend an afternoon crying at two things I've been saving for my final day. Wish me luck. 

Saturday, August 10, 2019

Nineteen shows in. (Though only fifteen are reviewed. And Hot Dub Time Machine doesn't really count as a show.) I'm starting to get word blindness.

One I didn't review was this though I might have said something like that if I did.

I'm formed a fine little habit these past couple of days that sees me stopping at Nile Valley for a felafel wrap at lunchtime to keep my strength up.

Then I come to Fringe Central to write up whatever I've just seen.

(Two suffragettes just passed me.)

I have four shows today and four tomorrow.

Yesterday contained this great pleasure.

I love the Fringe.

Thursday, August 08, 2019

In case you're really just bursting to read all the reviews I don't specifically post, you can find all of them here

I was smugly pleased to see that the Traverse have been forced to sell £12 tickets for Trying It On. The more I think about it, the less I like it!

Saturday, August 03, 2019

I cried fitfully through most of this. (Which is a sign of excellence for the uninitiated.)

Though I had come from something terrible.

But I think it would stand on its own two lively and fearless feet anyway. 
If you have a spare hour at teatime, 4 Brown Girls Who Write and their Poetry Phamily was spiky, endearing and brilliant. (Though maybe not one for BS. I think he would tut and suck his teeth. Then again, maybe I misjudge.) I was even compelled to buy their book.

You have two more chances to see.

Thursday, August 01, 2019

Poor blog. One post a month isn't much to write home about.

My excuse is a brief holiday, a frantic attempt to write a script for next year's performing if the committee will have it, and now it'll only get worse as the Fringe begun.

I'm reviewing many many many shows in the next few days (gulp) but didn't get this pick on my review list. So I wasted precious editing time by darting along to see it last night for slightly cheaper than it'll be in real Fringe life as it's preview time. 

Here's a sneak peak. But it was gorgeous. Funny. Feisty. Acrobatic. Inventive. And it made me cry which, as you'll know by now, is really my main criteria for show enjoyment.

Raven. Assembly Roxy. 5:50pm until approx 24 (or 25?) August. Go see.