But not for long.
That's right, improvaniacs. You'll have to wait a whole month before you see the exciting circus monkeys you call Rapid Fire Theatre. We're taking a break.
We'll all be sitting in lounge chairs, sipping hairsprayesque Martinis, wearing venetian-blind-style sunglasses, Hawaiian shirts, and shorts with drawstrings.
No, wait...
We'll all be hard at work, preparing for the Fringe, performing in the Fringe, and continuing our friddly-free workshops on Sundays.
But I'll still wear the aforementioned outfit.
Song of the Day: "The Kids are Alright" by Matthew Sweet and Susanna Hoffs. Yep, he's old, he's not hip... and I love him to pieces. Cover the Who, ya spooky Ming Tea member... And Susanna is hip I'm sure. But the Sweetster? He's just my guilty pleasure. Listen to the chap, click the following gibberish: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.myspace.com/willpreville Edmonton's answer to the laid-back guitar stummin' scene. Rock on, Will.
Playwright of the Day: Shawn Pallier (1979-20??)
- Wrote a one-act play for 1996 Edmonton One-Act festival entitled "Climbing the Edifice" (he broke out his thesaurus for that one)
- Published in "Rebel Runes", Jasper Place High School's collection of writers that same year
- Style is muddled, but mostly blunt and never uses words that exceed 5 letters
- early works filled with teenage angst and stained with Coca-Cola & Dorito dust
- Collection of unfinished works exceeded 1000 in 2004
- Always knows what the soundtrack of his plays well in advance
- enjoys playing with lighting boards and sound systems
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Guess What I Lost Today?
No, not that. That I lost in College.
When I started the day, my boss was already at work. He kept the whip out, cracked it all day, and I have the open wounds on my back to prove it.
When I got home, the lawn wasn't going to mow itself. Yeah, I have a lawn. No, I don't live with my parents. Yes, I am in poverty.
Around 10 pm, I decided to have a shower. You know, get the grass out and the "Red Zone" in. And that's when I noticed something missing.
When I went to wash it, it wasn't there.
I had worked my ass off.
I hope that I can sit on the couch and eat pork rinds and drink beer until I get it back.
Song of the Day: "Free Salute" by Little Barrie. I wish all music was this fresh. You must, must, must listen to it: clickity myspace: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://www.getinsulted.com/
Playwright of the Day: Anton Chekhov (1860-1904)
- mastered the use of understatement, anticlimax, and implied emotion.
- closely identified with Stanislavski (that dude who focused on creating realistic characters through "affective memory"; you know, thinking about someone in your life that died to make you cry, and so on and so forth)
- main plays are "Uncle Vanya", "Cherry Orchard", "Seagull", and "Three Sisters".
- avoided stereotyping and instructive political messages in favor of cool comic irony.
- used a delicate fabric of hints, subtle nuances in dialogs, and precise details.
All that fancy wording was stolen directly from Wikipedia and IMDB... They say it better than I ever could (see my description of Stanislavski).
When I started the day, my boss was already at work. He kept the whip out, cracked it all day, and I have the open wounds on my back to prove it.
When I got home, the lawn wasn't going to mow itself. Yeah, I have a lawn. No, I don't live with my parents. Yes, I am in poverty.
Around 10 pm, I decided to have a shower. You know, get the grass out and the "Red Zone" in. And that's when I noticed something missing.
When I went to wash it, it wasn't there.
I had worked my ass off.
I hope that I can sit on the couch and eat pork rinds and drink beer until I get it back.
Song of the Day: "Free Salute" by Little Barrie. I wish all music was this fresh. You must, must, must listen to it: clickity myspace: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://www.getinsulted.com/
Playwright of the Day: Anton Chekhov (1860-1904)
- mastered the use of understatement, anticlimax, and implied emotion.
- closely identified with Stanislavski (that dude who focused on creating realistic characters through "affective memory"; you know, thinking about someone in your life that died to make you cry, and so on and so forth)
- main plays are "Uncle Vanya", "Cherry Orchard", "Seagull", and "Three Sisters".
- avoided stereotyping and instructive political messages in favor of cool comic irony.
- used a delicate fabric of hints, subtle nuances in dialogs, and precise details.
All that fancy wording was stolen directly from Wikipedia and IMDB... They say it better than I ever could (see my description of Stanislavski).
Monday, July 24, 2006
Buck Rogers is rolling in his Space Capsule...
So I'm watching the Bugs Bunny and Tweety show this morning... they show one of the late 60's/early 70's Warner Brothers shorts, and for those of us who are Looney Tunes connoiseurs, you know that those particular shorts were terrible. But I got to thinking, just what made them so terrible?
The "Looney Tune" we will examine is the "Duck Dodgers of the 24 & 1/2 Century Episode 2". You know, the one where they crash into a giant egg and discover Marvin the Martian inside (we'll discuss in a moment why that sucks). First off, the mission of "Duck Dodgers" (Daffy Duck) and his Space Cadet (Porky Pig) is to "save trillions of universes from the rack-and-pinion shortage; you know, that stuff you use to polish Yo-Yos with, the voiceover cleverly explains.
Har-dee-har-har.
First off, the average person (and child) know that rack-and-pinion has nothing to do with polishing anything. So right off the bat, the premise is stupid. Just saying dumbass things doesn't make you funny.
So our heroes are off to solve the rack-and-pinion shortage. It appears as if the planet that has the only remaining supply is a giant, egg-shaped one. Duck Dodgers denies that it even looks like an egg, until they crash into it and it cracks, and they discover Marvin the Martian and one of his wacky machines inside.
Har-dee-Har-Har.
At this point, we totally drop the story in favour of the "hilarious" interactions between Marvin and Duck Dodgers. Marvin mentions a "current event" (fuel shortage) and his solution. To solve Earth's fuel shortage problem, he'll blow up Earth. The short gets way way f'n worse at this point.
Duck Dodgers doesn't care that the world is going to get blown up. Oh yeah, and the all-important Yo Yo polish? Never mentioned again.
Out of nowhere, Marvin says "I would like you to meet my friend, Gossamer." Based on this incredibly "sexy" name, Duck Dodgers is immediately smitten with the character, who he assumes is a "space babe from one of those Sci Fi magazines".
Har-dee-fuckin-har-har.
For those of us who already know, Gossamer is a hairy monster in tennish shoes that stands about 15 feet tall. Duck Dodgers inevitably is chased by Gossamer, and Space Cadet saves the day by shaving Gossamer, who was nothing but fur and shoes anyway, he proudly states.
What the fuh? End of Cartoon?
Yep. Ya heard me. Off to solve the universe's Yo-Yo polish problem, A space Hero and his assistant run into Marvin the Martian who is about to blow up the earth. Nobody cares, so we have a side-splitting chase scene with Gossamer that ends with Gossamer being shaved into oblivion, and our heroes...uh...
I hope to god that it was some sort of time edit, and nobody would think that a story like that was worth dragging aging cartoonists out of their storage lockers.
Luckily, that short was quickly followed by a classic, 1950's "Pepe le Peu" short. Now this was a perfect example of a short story.
We open on a man painting a country road in France. He strolls casually, humming "Dinah Blow Votre Horn" (hee hee). Suddenly, a cat being chased by a dog streak around the corner. The Cat squeezes under the road-painting device, giving it a white stripe down it's back. The Dog careens into the man, spilling paint everywhere, and the cat gets away in the chaos.
We switch to Pepe le Peu, who has arrived at a nearby port as a stowaway on a boat. Pepe spots the cat running down the country road, looking very much like a skunk indeed, what with the white stripe and all. A truly hilarious sequence of chases ensues, and the cartoon reaches the conclusion of Pepe persuing love to the very last moment.
And scene.
You see, the problem with the "Duck Dodgers" story is that the writers, animators, sound people... ah hell, everyone involved was trying to re-live the 50's heyday when the Looney Tune shorts were brilliant. They were grasping at past successful characters, groping at too many plot lines, and forgetting how simplicity can, and almost always is, the secret.
Duck Dodgers: At least 3 plot lines. Pepe le Peu: Just the one.
Now, if we have all the time in the world, like at P-jam (1 and 1/2 hours to figure out several plotlines), I don't see any problem in spinning our yarns and getting them all tangled so we have something to unravel and conclude in the end.
But when you've got 5 minutes, that's not a lot of time to begin, middle and end. Hippies weren't the only thing that stunk in the 60's/70's; the cartoons were enough to break a funk-o-meter.
Song of the Day: "Maibelline" by The Head Set. It takes guts to name your song the same name as one of the most legendary Chuck Berry tunes of all time, and then make it look like you misspelled it, and then have it turn out to be an original, enjoyable song. Neat. Listen to it here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://myspace.com/mybrucebruce The comedian of the day, acccording to Myspace.
Playwright of the Day: Henrik Ibsen (1828-1906)
- This guy is given a lot of credit as being the "father of modern drama"
- Realistic Theatre was his game (a likeness to life, it is the perfect type of theatre to explore relationships)
This is how Wikipedia describes a Realistic Theatre play:
-Always credulous, nothing to test believability in audience
-Audience is never acknowledged
-Dialogue only, no asides, soliloquys or monologues (except when addressed to another onstage character)
-An individual represents a societal problem
-Fourth wall removed convention is strictly followed
-A linear plot with no sub-plots
The "Looney Tune" we will examine is the "Duck Dodgers of the 24 & 1/2 Century Episode 2". You know, the one where they crash into a giant egg and discover Marvin the Martian inside (we'll discuss in a moment why that sucks). First off, the mission of "Duck Dodgers" (Daffy Duck) and his Space Cadet (Porky Pig) is to "save trillions of universes from the rack-and-pinion shortage; you know, that stuff you use to polish Yo-Yos with, the voiceover cleverly explains.
Har-dee-har-har.
First off, the average person (and child) know that rack-and-pinion has nothing to do with polishing anything. So right off the bat, the premise is stupid. Just saying dumbass things doesn't make you funny.
So our heroes are off to solve the rack-and-pinion shortage. It appears as if the planet that has the only remaining supply is a giant, egg-shaped one. Duck Dodgers denies that it even looks like an egg, until they crash into it and it cracks, and they discover Marvin the Martian and one of his wacky machines inside.
Har-dee-Har-Har.
At this point, we totally drop the story in favour of the "hilarious" interactions between Marvin and Duck Dodgers. Marvin mentions a "current event" (fuel shortage) and his solution. To solve Earth's fuel shortage problem, he'll blow up Earth. The short gets way way f'n worse at this point.
Duck Dodgers doesn't care that the world is going to get blown up. Oh yeah, and the all-important Yo Yo polish? Never mentioned again.
Out of nowhere, Marvin says "I would like you to meet my friend, Gossamer." Based on this incredibly "sexy" name, Duck Dodgers is immediately smitten with the character, who he assumes is a "space babe from one of those Sci Fi magazines".
Har-dee-fuckin-har-har.
For those of us who already know, Gossamer is a hairy monster in tennish shoes that stands about 15 feet tall. Duck Dodgers inevitably is chased by Gossamer, and Space Cadet saves the day by shaving Gossamer, who was nothing but fur and shoes anyway, he proudly states.
What the fuh? End of Cartoon?
Yep. Ya heard me. Off to solve the universe's Yo-Yo polish problem, A space Hero and his assistant run into Marvin the Martian who is about to blow up the earth. Nobody cares, so we have a side-splitting chase scene with Gossamer that ends with Gossamer being shaved into oblivion, and our heroes...uh...
I hope to god that it was some sort of time edit, and nobody would think that a story like that was worth dragging aging cartoonists out of their storage lockers.
Luckily, that short was quickly followed by a classic, 1950's "Pepe le Peu" short. Now this was a perfect example of a short story.
We open on a man painting a country road in France. He strolls casually, humming "Dinah Blow Votre Horn" (hee hee). Suddenly, a cat being chased by a dog streak around the corner. The Cat squeezes under the road-painting device, giving it a white stripe down it's back. The Dog careens into the man, spilling paint everywhere, and the cat gets away in the chaos.
We switch to Pepe le Peu, who has arrived at a nearby port as a stowaway on a boat. Pepe spots the cat running down the country road, looking very much like a skunk indeed, what with the white stripe and all. A truly hilarious sequence of chases ensues, and the cartoon reaches the conclusion of Pepe persuing love to the very last moment.
And scene.
You see, the problem with the "Duck Dodgers" story is that the writers, animators, sound people... ah hell, everyone involved was trying to re-live the 50's heyday when the Looney Tune shorts were brilliant. They were grasping at past successful characters, groping at too many plot lines, and forgetting how simplicity can, and almost always is, the secret.
Duck Dodgers: At least 3 plot lines. Pepe le Peu: Just the one.
Now, if we have all the time in the world, like at P-jam (1 and 1/2 hours to figure out several plotlines), I don't see any problem in spinning our yarns and getting them all tangled so we have something to unravel and conclude in the end.
But when you've got 5 minutes, that's not a lot of time to begin, middle and end. Hippies weren't the only thing that stunk in the 60's/70's; the cartoons were enough to break a funk-o-meter.
Song of the Day: "Maibelline" by The Head Set. It takes guts to name your song the same name as one of the most legendary Chuck Berry tunes of all time, and then make it look like you misspelled it, and then have it turn out to be an original, enjoyable song. Neat. Listen to it here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://myspace.com/mybrucebruce The comedian of the day, acccording to Myspace.
Playwright of the Day: Henrik Ibsen (1828-1906)
- This guy is given a lot of credit as being the "father of modern drama"
- Realistic Theatre was his game (a likeness to life, it is the perfect type of theatre to explore relationships)
This is how Wikipedia describes a Realistic Theatre play:
-Always credulous, nothing to test believability in audience
-Audience is never acknowledged
-Dialogue only, no asides, soliloquys or monologues (except when addressed to another onstage character)
-An individual represents a societal problem
-Fourth wall removed convention is strictly followed
-A linear plot with no sub-plots
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Oh Hot Hot Heat, A Band and a Description of our City
For the first time since moving to the house, I slept in the basement.
My body just wasn't made for this. I think back to my French/Irish/Scottish ancestors, and I assume they spent most of their time in dark, dank pubs swigging ale and fighting.
Now it may look like my body wasn't made for fighting, but it really, really is. True, I'll never win the fight, but as my friends/relatives can attest to, I never get all that injured. I haven't been in a fight for a really long time, but I assume if one more dude mentioned how hot it was yesterday, he would have recieved a knuckle sandwich, Shawn-style.
Speaking of sandwiches, Hot Hot Heat is a mere few days away. Controller(.) Controller will be one of the opening bands. THUMP THUMP THUMP!! Rewrite your history.
Oh, and for those who manically read my blog every day and come to the Prospect Jam, it's on tonight. 7 pm... Unless you're reading this on Monday and I haven't updated. Then you missed it. I'm sorry.
Song of the Day: "History" by Controller. Controller. At least, I think there's a period after the first Controller... Not sure. Listen here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.myspace.com/the_crad_pad Apparently, Crad's new myspace home.
Playwright of the Day: Bertolt Brecht (1891-1956)
- Epic Theatre is his main game (kind of a "proletariat" form of theatre that uses it's stories, mostly re-workings of old stories, to draw parallels between the events of the play and current events, pointing out the need for political and social reforms)
-"Epic" also refers to the broadness of the topics covered and mixture of narrative and dramatic techiques
- Brecht encouraged his actors to perform "in the third person"; Their acting should comment on the characters' motivations and actions (almost all my "Playwright of the Day" information is stolen directly from Oscar G. Brockett's "History of the Theatre", in case this seems familiar to any of my acting buddies).
My body just wasn't made for this. I think back to my French/Irish/Scottish ancestors, and I assume they spent most of their time in dark, dank pubs swigging ale and fighting.
Now it may look like my body wasn't made for fighting, but it really, really is. True, I'll never win the fight, but as my friends/relatives can attest to, I never get all that injured. I haven't been in a fight for a really long time, but I assume if one more dude mentioned how hot it was yesterday, he would have recieved a knuckle sandwich, Shawn-style.
Speaking of sandwiches, Hot Hot Heat is a mere few days away. Controller(.) Controller will be one of the opening bands. THUMP THUMP THUMP!! Rewrite your history.
Oh, and for those who manically read my blog every day and come to the Prospect Jam, it's on tonight. 7 pm... Unless you're reading this on Monday and I haven't updated. Then you missed it. I'm sorry.
Song of the Day: "History" by Controller. Controller. At least, I think there's a period after the first Controller... Not sure. Listen here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.myspace.com/the_crad_pad Apparently, Crad's new myspace home.
Playwright of the Day: Bertolt Brecht (1891-1956)
- Epic Theatre is his main game (kind of a "proletariat" form of theatre that uses it's stories, mostly re-workings of old stories, to draw parallels between the events of the play and current events, pointing out the need for political and social reforms)
-"Epic" also refers to the broadness of the topics covered and mixture of narrative and dramatic techiques
- Brecht encouraged his actors to perform "in the third person"; Their acting should comment on the characters' motivations and actions (almost all my "Playwright of the Day" information is stolen directly from Oscar G. Brockett's "History of the Theatre", in case this seems familiar to any of my acting buddies).
Thursday, July 20, 2006
A Playwright a Day Keeps the Confusies Away
So around 2 weeks ago, I was watching an exellent Theatresports show. The evening was concluded with a scene done in the style of Samuel Beckett.
And my row didn't know who Samuel Beckett was.
And that's okay.
I'm going to take it upon myself to throw out the Imposter E-mail of the Day section for a much, much more loftier one: Playwright of the Day.
Not that I think that will excite anyone overly. But wouldn't that be nice one day if you were sitting in the audience and somebody said "DO A BRECHT!", and you knew what that meant?
I know that some of you do know a lot of stuff about Playwrights, so you're always allowed to add... I think it would be a good idea if more of the audience was in on more of our smarty-ness.
Let's begin.
Song of the Day: "Kenny the Jet" by Louque. Kind of cool stuff. Listen to it here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.bibleman.com We like superheros, don't we? I'm soooo conflicted...
Playwright of the Day: Samuel Beckett (1906-1989)
-absurdist (A philosophy, often translated into art forms, holding that humans exist in a meaningless, irrational universe and that any search for order by them will bring them into direct conflict with this universe-- stolen from Dictionary.com)
-writer of "Waiting for Godot" (spoiler: Godot never comes!)
-characters often in a world of disaster (human survival is threatened)
-plays deal with the metaphysical human condition
-raises questions that cannot be answered, doubts humanity
And my row didn't know who Samuel Beckett was.
And that's okay.
I'm going to take it upon myself to throw out the Imposter E-mail of the Day section for a much, much more loftier one: Playwright of the Day.
Not that I think that will excite anyone overly. But wouldn't that be nice one day if you were sitting in the audience and somebody said "DO A BRECHT!", and you knew what that meant?
I know that some of you do know a lot of stuff about Playwrights, so you're always allowed to add... I think it would be a good idea if more of the audience was in on more of our smarty-ness.
Let's begin.
Song of the Day: "Kenny the Jet" by Louque. Kind of cool stuff. Listen to it here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.bibleman.com We like superheros, don't we? I'm soooo conflicted...
Playwright of the Day: Samuel Beckett (1906-1989)
-absurdist (A philosophy, often translated into art forms, holding that humans exist in a meaningless, irrational universe and that any search for order by them will bring them into direct conflict with this universe-- stolen from Dictionary.com)
-writer of "Waiting for Godot" (spoiler: Godot never comes!)
-characters often in a world of disaster (human survival is threatened)
-plays deal with the metaphysical human condition
-raises questions that cannot be answered, doubts humanity
Monday, July 17, 2006
It's all about the Intro
It's been a very fun run being the "go-to" free improv host the last little while. And I don't mean a fun run for charity or {insert terminal but hilarious disease/syndrome here} (just mad lib, y'all). I mean I'm really enjoying myself.
My intro bit, although intended for one week only (RO-BOT ROCK!!!) seems to have endured. I realize that some will grow weary of it (soon or already), but as for now, it's still going strong.
I have always believed a good intro can make for a good show. I mean, let's think back on the top opening credits that you've ever witnessed. And I'm not talking movies, I'm talking TV. Here's a "Random 10" that I think are pretty damn unforgettable.
1. Get Smart
2. Spider-Man (the cartoon, of course)
3. Da Ali G Show
4. Mr. Bean (Mr. G obviously enjoyed Mr. Bean's intro so much because they're from the same country? They both seem to be descendants from a beam of light...)
5. The Simpsons
6. The Drew Carey Show (love it or hate it)
7. Kids in the Hall
8. Hockey Night in Canada
9. The People's Court (The Funk and the Congos suck me in)
10. Fawlty Towers (heheh. Always re-arranging their title and adding some extra letters. "Farty Towels". Heehee. "Twatty Flowers". hoo hoo.)
And that's the last time you see the "T" word on my blog. But hey, the British, Canadian, and American sensors all thought it was okay, so I guess I shouldn't care.
Song of the Day: "AM Slow Golden Hit" by Hotel Lights. I might have already featured this song, but I was wondering if there is a double meaning to "hit" as far as this song goes. You be the judge: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://www.hotellights.net/ In case you like the tune.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Gerald. He's a "prettyb" looking girl. You heard me, 25 and prettyb. He wants to get to "knaow" me better. Oh Gerald.
My intro bit, although intended for one week only (RO-BOT ROCK!!!) seems to have endured. I realize that some will grow weary of it (soon or already), but as for now, it's still going strong.
I have always believed a good intro can make for a good show. I mean, let's think back on the top opening credits that you've ever witnessed. And I'm not talking movies, I'm talking TV. Here's a "Random 10" that I think are pretty damn unforgettable.
1. Get Smart
2. Spider-Man (the cartoon, of course)
3. Da Ali G Show
4. Mr. Bean (Mr. G obviously enjoyed Mr. Bean's intro so much because they're from the same country? They both seem to be descendants from a beam of light...)
5. The Simpsons
6. The Drew Carey Show (love it or hate it)
7. Kids in the Hall
8. Hockey Night in Canada
9. The People's Court (The Funk and the Congos suck me in)
10. Fawlty Towers (heheh. Always re-arranging their title and adding some extra letters. "Farty Towels". Heehee. "Twatty Flowers". hoo hoo.)
And that's the last time you see the "T" word on my blog. But hey, the British, Canadian, and American sensors all thought it was okay, so I guess I shouldn't care.
Song of the Day: "AM Slow Golden Hit" by Hotel Lights. I might have already featured this song, but I was wondering if there is a double meaning to "hit" as far as this song goes. You be the judge: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://www.hotellights.net/ In case you like the tune.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Gerald. He's a "prettyb" looking girl. You heard me, 25 and prettyb. He wants to get to "knaow" me better. Oh Gerald.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
The Festival for Edward was a Capital Idea, Until His Ex Showed Up...
Only a few days and counting before Edmonton's new music festival, EdFest arrives.
And I wish I could be more stoked.
You see, music festivals usually are one price. You pay once, and you get to see all the bands. You can pay for a "pass" for other festivals, and that pass is usually not outrageously overpriced. From what I gather, you can buy a "pass" for EdFest, but it only entitles you for 3 nights out of 10, and it's over $100.
Buzz kill.
So I chose only one night. I just can't afford to love music as much as I used to.
Here's some lineup stuff:
Thu, July 20
Kwame & DJ Kwake
Saukrates
Divine Brown
Nelly Furtado
Fri, July 21
Damone
Mobile
The All American Rejects
Sat, July 22
Maurice
Armchair Cynics
Our Lady Peace
Sun, July 23
Murder City Sparrows
Magneta Lane
Hedley
Mon, July 24
Kyle Riabko
Wil
Creedence Clearwater Revisited
Tue, July 25
Tupelo Honey
Oliver Black
Three Days Grace
Wed, July 26
The Fall Collection
The Marble Index
Controller.Controller
Hot Hot Heat
Thu, July 27
The Novaks
The Trews
The Sam Roberts Band
Fri, July 28
Melissa McClelland
Jeremy Fisher
Stabilo
Blue Rodeo
Sat, July 29
Our Mercury
Fefe Dobson
Simple Plan
Okay, sounds good. But I can't help but wonder, what happened to that free Telus Stage show?... Omigod, it's still there. Totally bodacious. Check the free shows (with admission of course):
July 20: Roger Hodgson of Supertramp (Dreeema, you nuthin' but a dreeeeeema!)
July 21: Default (I'm wasting my tayaymuh, I'm wasting my tayaymuh!)
July 22: Kardinal Offishall (Juno award after Juno award!)
July 23: Gino Vannelli (I just wanna stop, fo yo luuuuuuuuuuve!)
July 24: The Philosopher Kings (It hurts to luuuve you!)
July 25: Carolyn Dawn Johnson and Aaron Pritchett (It's wrong to make fun of her)
July 26: Melissa O'Neil and Rex Goudie (Here Rex, good boy)
July 27: Kenny Shields & Streetheart (Someone please help me remember a Streetheart song)
July 28: Jakalope, Rocketface, and Rio Bent (Fast as Fast can be, You'll never catch me)
July 29: Trooper (We're here for a good tayime, not a long tyime)
Song of the Day: "Upside Down" by Jakalope. It was the least I could do to make her song my song of the day after making an out-of-date "America's Funniest People"/Dave Coulier joke. Sorry, Jaks. You have lots and lots of friends that want to make you a star, and most of them are already stars. Why aren't you more famous yet? Listen to her here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.capitalex.ca
You know, gotta help the local economy and such. Klondike Days were like, so 100 years ago anyway.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Dowdy. Dowdy wants me to stop being a two-pump chump. I hate you, Dowdy.
And I wish I could be more stoked.
You see, music festivals usually are one price. You pay once, and you get to see all the bands. You can pay for a "pass" for other festivals, and that pass is usually not outrageously overpriced. From what I gather, you can buy a "pass" for EdFest, but it only entitles you for 3 nights out of 10, and it's over $100.
Buzz kill.
So I chose only one night. I just can't afford to love music as much as I used to.
Here's some lineup stuff:
Thu, July 20
Kwame & DJ Kwake
Saukrates
Divine Brown
Nelly Furtado
Fri, July 21
Damone
Mobile
The All American Rejects
Sat, July 22
Maurice
Armchair Cynics
Our Lady Peace
Sun, July 23
Murder City Sparrows
Magneta Lane
Hedley
Mon, July 24
Kyle Riabko
Wil
Creedence Clearwater Revisited
Tue, July 25
Tupelo Honey
Oliver Black
Three Days Grace
Wed, July 26
The Fall Collection
The Marble Index
Controller.Controller
Hot Hot Heat
Thu, July 27
The Novaks
The Trews
The Sam Roberts Band
Fri, July 28
Melissa McClelland
Jeremy Fisher
Stabilo
Blue Rodeo
Sat, July 29
Our Mercury
Fefe Dobson
Simple Plan
Okay, sounds good. But I can't help but wonder, what happened to that free Telus Stage show?... Omigod, it's still there. Totally bodacious. Check the free shows (with admission of course):
July 20: Roger Hodgson of Supertramp (Dreeema, you nuthin' but a dreeeeeema!)
July 21: Default (I'm wasting my tayaymuh, I'm wasting my tayaymuh!)
July 22: Kardinal Offishall (Juno award after Juno award!)
July 23: Gino Vannelli (I just wanna stop, fo yo luuuuuuuuuuve!)
July 24: The Philosopher Kings (It hurts to luuuve you!)
July 25: Carolyn Dawn Johnson and Aaron Pritchett (It's wrong to make fun of her)
July 26: Melissa O'Neil and Rex Goudie (Here Rex, good boy)
July 27: Kenny Shields & Streetheart (Someone please help me remember a Streetheart song)
July 28: Jakalope, Rocketface, and Rio Bent (Fast as Fast can be, You'll never catch me)
July 29: Trooper (We're here for a good tayime, not a long tyime)
Song of the Day: "Upside Down" by Jakalope. It was the least I could do to make her song my song of the day after making an out-of-date "America's Funniest People"/Dave Coulier joke. Sorry, Jaks. You have lots and lots of friends that want to make you a star, and most of them are already stars. Why aren't you more famous yet? Listen to her here: www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.capitalex.ca
You know, gotta help the local economy and such. Klondike Days were like, so 100 years ago anyway.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Dowdy. Dowdy wants me to stop being a two-pump chump. I hate you, Dowdy.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
On Weed and Weeds
So on my way to work this morning, I see 4 skaters picking weeds out from the (City of Edmonton's attempt to beautify) gravel Strathcona Parking Lot.
I couldn't help but think about how this might have all began (diddle doo, diddle doo, diddle doo... uhh, yeah, my attempt at a Wayne's World-style flashback).
Picture this: 4 young lads are on their way to their favorite bar. They think to themselves; "You know what goes good with Beer?"
One of them gets on their cell phone. Their "guy" is in the neighbourhood. Just checking to see if he's home.
They go over to his place. They pool together their money (everyone's pocket change amounts to about $4.73). They ask their "guy" if it's enough for one of his worst-rolled spliffs.
He agrees.
They leave his house. They realize that the only place they can take their "magic carpet ride" is on the street.
But Officer O'Toole has another plan for our boys.
The good Policeman spots 4 boys in a back alley. They are taking a dance with "Mary Jane". They are the "Doobie" Brothers he's been looking for all night. He has to catch at least one group a night, or his ass is on the line.
"So boys," chortles O'Toole. "You Like weed? How do you think you'll like WEEDS? Because you just bought yourselves 8 hours of community service pulling weeds for the City of Edmonton!"
That's right boys. Don't do drugs (at least not in public). The stereotypical Irish cop will make you pay with your time.
Song of the Day: "Don't Wait" by Dashboard Confessional. I'm sure they didn't mean to start their song creepily, creepily like "Kiss Me" by Sixpence None the Richer. But don't take my word for it, listen to it at this link: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://www.myspace.com/jessecrowley Listen to the Jessmiester.
Imposter E-Mail of the Day: Floppy V. Juliana. She sell Hoodia by the seashore.
I couldn't help but think about how this might have all began (diddle doo, diddle doo, diddle doo... uhh, yeah, my attempt at a Wayne's World-style flashback).
Picture this: 4 young lads are on their way to their favorite bar. They think to themselves; "You know what goes good with Beer?"
One of them gets on their cell phone. Their "guy" is in the neighbourhood. Just checking to see if he's home.
They go over to his place. They pool together their money (everyone's pocket change amounts to about $4.73). They ask their "guy" if it's enough for one of his worst-rolled spliffs.
He agrees.
They leave his house. They realize that the only place they can take their "magic carpet ride" is on the street.
But Officer O'Toole has another plan for our boys.
The good Policeman spots 4 boys in a back alley. They are taking a dance with "Mary Jane". They are the "Doobie" Brothers he's been looking for all night. He has to catch at least one group a night, or his ass is on the line.
"So boys," chortles O'Toole. "You Like weed? How do you think you'll like WEEDS? Because you just bought yourselves 8 hours of community service pulling weeds for the City of Edmonton!"
That's right boys. Don't do drugs (at least not in public). The stereotypical Irish cop will make you pay with your time.
Song of the Day: "Don't Wait" by Dashboard Confessional. I'm sure they didn't mean to start their song creepily, creepily like "Kiss Me" by Sixpence None the Richer. But don't take my word for it, listen to it at this link: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://www.myspace.com/jessecrowley Listen to the Jessmiester.
Imposter E-Mail of the Day: Floppy V. Juliana. She sell Hoodia by the seashore.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Prospect Pride
That's right, you ragamuffins.
I'm proud of your performances at the prime time show on Friday night. Let's not even talk ups, downs and analyzing scenes. Let's just bask in the moment of bliss...
...And that moment's passed.
On to other business:
Song of the Day: "I Need More Love" by Robert Randolph and the Family Band. Shake you collective asses, mofos. I command you to hear it at this link: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://dramabug.blog-city.com/ Katie's on the net y'all.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Pansy Fernandez. Pansy wants to sell me a doctorate... But I suggest he fight Nacho Libre instead.
I'm proud of your performances at the prime time show on Friday night. Let's not even talk ups, downs and analyzing scenes. Let's just bask in the moment of bliss...
...And that moment's passed.
On to other business:
Song of the Day: "I Need More Love" by Robert Randolph and the Family Band. Shake you collective asses, mofos. I command you to hear it at this link: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: http://dramabug.blog-city.com/ Katie's on the net y'all.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Pansy Fernandez. Pansy wants to sell me a doctorate... But I suggest he fight Nacho Libre instead.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
10 Minutes of Fame
That's right, Prospect Jammers. You don't even get 15 minutes. Just 10.
So maybe use that time to knock our socks off and across the room.
For those who don't know, this Friday (June 7), we have a prime time show. That means we have a show that starts at 8 pm as well as a show that starts at 11 pm.
But wait, there's more.
Rapid Fire Theatre's Prospect Jammers (or the P-Jam, as we like to call it) will be taking over the rookie spot for one night only.
But wait, there's more!
It's pay-what-you-can! You can bring your Scottish Uncle finally! Woo.
Be there, or be cubed.
Song of the Day: "I Turn My Camera On" by Spoon. Come on Sonic 102.9. Play some spoon. You bunch of Modern Rock guys and gals. You know you listen to them all day in your basements. Hear it: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.atom6.com
This was the original page sent by "anonymous" for comparing songs...
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Yong Bellamy. Yong would like to help me with my mortgage. Joke's on you, Bellamy. I don't have one.
So maybe use that time to knock our socks off and across the room.
For those who don't know, this Friday (June 7), we have a prime time show. That means we have a show that starts at 8 pm as well as a show that starts at 11 pm.
But wait, there's more.
Rapid Fire Theatre's Prospect Jammers (or the P-Jam, as we like to call it) will be taking over the rookie spot for one night only.
But wait, there's more!
It's pay-what-you-can! You can bring your Scottish Uncle finally! Woo.
Be there, or be cubed.
Song of the Day: "I Turn My Camera On" by Spoon. Come on Sonic 102.9. Play some spoon. You bunch of Modern Rock guys and gals. You know you listen to them all day in your basements. Hear it: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.atom6.com
This was the original page sent by "anonymous" for comparing songs...
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Yong Bellamy. Yong would like to help me with my mortgage. Joke's on you, Bellamy. I don't have one.
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Workshop? Who said it was Work?
And by that I mean damn! These kids are talented.
I did one evening of a two-day workshop with iHuman, one of Edmonton's youth theatre groups yesterday. I spent the evening going over accepting and spontaneity, because I've always felt inhibitions and thinking too hard are two of the biggest roadblocks when you're starting Improv.
They totally aced that shit.
So tonight, we'll be delving into Character development and Storytelling, because these ladies and gentlemen are more than ready.
It's fun watching people jump into things and not worry too much about what they're going to say or do. There were, of course, a couple of times that people thought they had "nothing" to offer or no ideas, but when encouraged, they had the best ideas in the room.
Put that in your doober and smoke it (yep, the doober girl is from iHuman, she contributed to what made Slovenia great... hee hee).
Song of the Day: "Eyes So Green" by Motive Unknown. My bud Robby Suter fronts the band (lead guitar, lead vocals), and I've known him since grade 5 back in 19-dickity-2. Hey, listen to it here: http://motiveunknown.ca/music.html
Link of the Day: http://www.ihuman.org/ Multitalented, yes.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Inhumanity B. Growled. He (or she) wanted to sell me online drugs.
I did one evening of a two-day workshop with iHuman, one of Edmonton's youth theatre groups yesterday. I spent the evening going over accepting and spontaneity, because I've always felt inhibitions and thinking too hard are two of the biggest roadblocks when you're starting Improv.
They totally aced that shit.
So tonight, we'll be delving into Character development and Storytelling, because these ladies and gentlemen are more than ready.
It's fun watching people jump into things and not worry too much about what they're going to say or do. There were, of course, a couple of times that people thought they had "nothing" to offer or no ideas, but when encouraged, they had the best ideas in the room.
Put that in your doober and smoke it (yep, the doober girl is from iHuman, she contributed to what made Slovenia great... hee hee).
Song of the Day: "Eyes So Green" by Motive Unknown. My bud Robby Suter fronts the band (lead guitar, lead vocals), and I've known him since grade 5 back in 19-dickity-2. Hey, listen to it here: http://motiveunknown.ca/music.html
Link of the Day: http://www.ihuman.org/ Multitalented, yes.
Imposter E-mail of the Day: Inhumanity B. Growled. He (or she) wanted to sell me online drugs.
Monday, July 03, 2006
We Be Gettin' Down, Computer Action
Do the robotic satisfaction.
It was said that Paul McCartney waited 5 years to publish the song "Yesterday" because he thought the song was copied. He felt like he had heard the accoustic riff before... But he hadn't. Also, if he had not changed the working title, the song would have been called "Scrambled Eggs".
Good change, Sir Paul.
Regardless, I think I had an idea. But it was too well formulated, so I have to make sure with you guys that I didn't copy it (it's a computer-animated short idea):
The scene opens on an Oldsmobile. It has a Jesus Fish on the back of it. The car starts down the street, and we notice the Jesus Fish is becoming steadily looser. It finally looses all grip and starts to swing from the head portion. It drops to the street. Suddenly, it's head moves, looks around, and then it sprouts two legs and runs away, towards freedom.
I know, I know, the Darwin Fish is also on the back of cars. but that's the inspiration. But part of me thinks I've seen that scene all before... Or maybe it was somebody else's idea, and they told me...
Song of the Day: "Ceremony" by New Order. These guys will always be relevant. Hear it: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.thomasirvin.com For those jonesin' for more disturbingly similar songs. Thanks, Anonymous Boy/Girl/Man/Woman/Energy Being.
NEW FEATURE: E-mail Imposter of the Day: Ronit Didonna. I check all the mail for the company I work for, and I'll post a new spam name along with every post... I especially like the fake names with middle initials, like Decided P. Testicles... Can't they try a little harder?
It was said that Paul McCartney waited 5 years to publish the song "Yesterday" because he thought the song was copied. He felt like he had heard the accoustic riff before... But he hadn't. Also, if he had not changed the working title, the song would have been called "Scrambled Eggs".
Good change, Sir Paul.
Regardless, I think I had an idea. But it was too well formulated, so I have to make sure with you guys that I didn't copy it (it's a computer-animated short idea):
The scene opens on an Oldsmobile. It has a Jesus Fish on the back of it. The car starts down the street, and we notice the Jesus Fish is becoming steadily looser. It finally looses all grip and starts to swing from the head portion. It drops to the street. Suddenly, it's head moves, looks around, and then it sprouts two legs and runs away, towards freedom.
I know, I know, the Darwin Fish is also on the back of cars. but that's the inspiration. But part of me thinks I've seen that scene all before... Or maybe it was somebody else's idea, and they told me...
Song of the Day: "Ceremony" by New Order. These guys will always be relevant. Hear it: http://www.myspace.com/ladylovinlynx
Link of the Day: www.thomasirvin.com For those jonesin' for more disturbingly similar songs. Thanks, Anonymous Boy/Girl/Man/Woman/Energy Being.
NEW FEATURE: E-mail Imposter of the Day: Ronit Didonna. I check all the mail for the company I work for, and I'll post a new spam name along with every post... I especially like the fake names with middle initials, like Decided P. Testicles... Can't they try a little harder?
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