All right, I admit it. Last night, I played hooky from the Fringe.
Between sending the opening issue to press and awaiting copy for this one, I watched as every type of weather common to a prairie summer played out as afternoon turned to dusk.
After baking in the heat, I liked the breeze—until it blew everything all over the room.
“You know,” I said, as intrepid Jenny photographer, David Nishikawa rescued the TV from the torrential rain suddenly coming through the dining room window side ways, “Maybe I don’t have to go to the Fringe.”
“What?” He hollered, unable to hear me over nature’s extended drum solo on the tin roof next door.
“I’m telling you I’m not going.”
(This should have been followed by a big, show stopping Broadway number, but wasn’t, for which anyone in earshot should be thankful).
Seeing is Believing—Why is it that people believe in all sorts of deities, aliens, and assorted spirits that they’ve never actually seen; but when it comes to The Jenny, despite its 22-year history, it’s not until it’s actually there, in their hands and before their eyes, that any but the true believers recall that we are here, wanting you to submit to: jennyrevue@shaw.ca
But now that you have our email address at your fngertips along with our web address at www.jennyrevue.com, you can access our friendly, searchable Fringe guide, link directly to our Email with your reviews and letters, or to the Fringe web site, and read the latest issue.
Going and Gone—Are we to assume from the cancellation of their final Sunday shows, that both Penny Ashton and Sound and Fury are signaling their intentions of feeing town before the Fabulous Jenny Awards? (If not, let us know.)
I see Giovanni!, and Pair of Animals… have both cancelled all performances. So there are only 174 shows—and a gang of slightly sodden outdoor performers —with a shot at Jenny coverage and attendant Jenny Award eligibility, which is based on getting any ink (SSPs included) in these pages.
So if you’ve either mounted or witnessed a spectacle so spectacular it deserves a chance at winning a Jenny, let us know about it. (And if you’re a company who won’t be here at 11(ish) PM on Sunday the 27th, let us know that, too.
