Here's Carolyn (director/producer), me Terry (playwright/actress/producer), and Bob (light board operator), looking rather fabu last night. Sadly, the souls of both my companions have been taken over by zombies, as you can see from their silver eyeballs. I'm holding down the fort for the human race! The TBA Awards were
quite something - a packed theater at ACT, wonderful entertainment, lots of snazzy dressed up folks (although I dare say no one besides me sported yellow-and-black checked pants by Versace - you gotta know which thrift store to hit, dahling). The award giving and receiving moved swiftly. Wow, there were a lot of nominations. For those who aren't yet avid theater- goers: There is a lot of really great theater in the Bay Area. I say this as someone who's familiar with the New York theater scene and likes the SF scene better.
HICK was nominated for "Best Solo Production." The other nominees were:
BABA, by Denmo Ibrahim, where she plays both a newly immigrated Egyptian father and the Americanized daughter
NOW AND AT THE HOUR by Christian Cagigal, a magic show that simultaneously told the story of his father, who was a Vietnam vet
PAN-O-RAMA by Jef Valentine, about his relationship to the story of Peter Pan
AND...
MAESTRO by Hershey Felder, about the legendary composer/conductor Leonard Bernstein, which had been on Broadway...... and which won.
Funny thing about competition: No matter how much I tell myself that I'm honored to be nominated (which WAS true) and it's fine PERFECTLY FINE if I don't win --- It is NOT perfectly fine. I felt rather bummed out. The after-party would have been a LOT more fun if HICK had won.
Oh well. On with life.
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