10.6.05

Day 10 ALREADY????

I have so much left to do...but I must admit that I am beginning to resemble Fringe- I think I actually saw my boss celebrating the coming end of my "crazy hippie theater distraction." I've been alternately tired and antsy at work; damn day jobs.

Today's ode has a dual purpose. The brilliant and wonderful percussionist in "dr. pain on main," Christian Schmit (with no "D"), was the subject of an article by the Divine Ms. Demaline in today's rag. Text follows (or just click the link):

http://news.enquirer.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050610/ENT/506100356

"If the Cincinnati Fringe Festival gave an award for best supporting performance by a one-man band, it would go to Christian Schmit and his percussion machine...."

(Web editor's note: cut article for space and to be fair to others also getting press coverage, so be sure to follow link to this story and then check out other reviews and stories here.)

So that's great- Christian deserves the recognition. Keep on the lookout- I'm sensing a new entertainment darling in the making.

The second half of this ode is for the staffers. I love each and every one of you guys, and because of your hard work and enthusiasm, I have had some of the greatest times in my 30-year stay in this Cincinnati place. If nobody else tells ya, I have an inkling of what it took to pull this off, and I am so proud of you all, and so grateful to you all. I was telling my best friend (based in NYC) about the Fringe, and how fun it's been, and how many talented people I'd met, and how we were coming close to the end...and I honestly teared up. Got all emotional. This Fringe means that much to a lot of people. Especially me.

OK, going now...my vision's getting blurry again...

Embrya deShango
"keep Fringin'"