so.. post adelaide fringe.. still doing to venue fall out work.. making sure everything ties up neatly, making sure that we know how to do it better next time. still working out how much money we lost..
“This highway needs rain across
Both of its lanes until
All that remains is
This heart and its flames
And the rumble of trains
‘neath a handful of stars”
i’m back in brisbane - i’m directing/designing a show up here with a huge cast and a great budget. I get to hire my ideal creative team.. commission a great writer. it’s going to be great. in the midst of that I have to go back to melbourne (thank christ) to act in a new show with little dove theatre art which is exciting.
my year is pretty much full.. I don’t have a free week until november.. and that looks potentially booked at the moment as well.. The Danger Ensemble ball is really rolling to the point where I think I’m actually going to have to double up on projects in order to get everything I want to do done.
as anyone who reads this is aware - my life is constantly travelling which is great this year I go.. Brisbane, Melbourne, Adelaide, Brisbane, Melbourne, Brisbane, Alice Springs, Brisbane, Paris (tbc), U.S.A, Brisbane, Melbourne.. and I LOVE THAT.. but for the first time in a long time I’ve felt really scattered.. first and foremost most of the actors I work with and make my work possible are brisbane based and for that reason I must continue to come back here but i REALLY don’t want to be here. I’d rather be in Adelaide or Sydney but preferably Melbourne.. Boston (actually no.. i have a similiar relationship to boston as I do brisbane.. people i love to work with live there so i shall return at times), New York, London, Paris, Barcelona, San Fran, Berlin.. I would like to live in any of those..
Having travelled for a while.. I’ve developed a nice network of friends around the world.. and often I’m happy for them to just be around the world and me to be around the world.. but something switched for me at adelaide fringe.. I want them ALL in the ONE FUCKING PLACE now.. and I’ve decided that it should be melbourne.. so this is an epic fucking call out.. to all my friends.. to everyone I love or have ever loved.. to every lover potential or past.. get the fuck to melbourne.. even though I won’t be there til May and when I get there I’ll only be there for 2 weeks and then I leave I probably won’t be back until December.. just go there.. so then I have NO reason to not just go there..
I’m sitting in my apartment in brisbane drinking the tiny amount of red wine I have left.. thinking about my friends and others all over the world.. not here with me now and it makes me happy/sad - I’m watching one of my friends guest program on Rage, while another 3 of my friends drinking wine and play games in an apartment in Brunswick in Melbourne, other friends are drinking in Adelaide with a swollen lip, others in canberra, others on the sunshine cost, others on the other side of this city doing things I don’t know about.. and I conclude it is the drink that brings us together.. and the love and the pain and the hope..
“We want punks in the palace
Cause punks got the loveliest dreams
And our gang is liquored and lovely
And smart and sweet and lame
And burn with a curious flame
That spits and kicks and shines
And trumpets play for
Of awakened dreams
Fly high”
there is no real structure to this but I never made any promises.
