|You can die or you can stand upright, and never go down again.
||[Aug. 4th, 2007|04:17 am]
I've been in a slump/down lately with regards to my improv, and have been really jonesing for one of those magical shows where everything just clicks. You know the ones.
Well, we finally had that show tonight. I'll be riding that high for a few days. We did our Traveler format for the second time ever. Kareem was the traveler this time, in search of a dog house for his 7 chihuahuas. The Traveler so far seems to be a sweet mix of narrative and montage, with a chance for the traveler to have some real character development. And tonight we just got in the zone, from the first moment on. I played, let's see... a farmer building a fence, a clueless guy on the way to a rave, a kid with a basketful of kittens, a bus driver, and the disgruntled owner of a hardware store. Kareem was brilliant as the straight man, Val's clueless wife was perfect, and Kaci's foreign employee was hilarious. By the end of the show, we had a row of audience members making barking noises.
But really the thing I loved was how connected we were as a troupe. There were numerous instances where we all just knew what had to happen in a scene, and it did. And the best part was that the show will more than likely wind up reviewed in the Chronicle.
I love my troupe, and I'm proud of all of us.
Tonight, one of Kaci's friends from highschool joked that we'd still be doing improv shows when we were 85. My immediate thought was "God, I hope so."