it was, indeed, a very long and busy week, which reached it’s ultimate on friday-night-slash-saturday-morning, where we had a late (burlesque) show that ended at 01:30, and a call for a matineé at 11:00, which, for me, meant less than 6 hours of sleep between two very busy, 2-show days. and, because of the fact that we FINALLY got the issues we were having ALL F@#*ING WEEK with the monitors worked out ON THE LAST DAY, it ended up that we were satisfied enough with the show that we could have done another two or three weeks… which is, actually, a fairly typical sentiment for these shows, in general.
and the prominence of moisture festival madness completely occludes the FUBAR internet weirdness (which has settled back down to its normal SNAFU at this point) and social/political dumpster-fire-in-a-flood-in-a-tornado that has developed since THE LAST TIME I PAID ATTENTION… seriously? the CDC will no longer recommend fluoridated water? i guess this has become the set for “Dr. Strangelove”, now… 😱
acts i really liked, this year, include Al Simmons (a perennial favourite, for many years), Godfrey Daniels (the poster boy for the moisture festival, of course), Amy Englehart (of The Bobs, and a good friend), Lyla Goldman and her FLYING UNICYCLE!!! (FOR REAL!!) 😮, Paul Draper and his act which we FINALLY got right on the last day (😒), Bill Robison and his tape-face, and Tyler West and his “poo”-dle, just before intermission! seriously, there’s a good chance that the “poo”-dle is one of the 5 best acts i have EVER seen at the moisture festival, and it’s not JUST because of the guy who doesn’t know how to pronounce “shah,-tawk’-wah,“! 👍👍
i have isolated the “poo”-dle from the rest of the video, because it absolutely IS a moisture festival classic, in spite of the fact that it was an “aside” sales pitch for the raffle! 😉