As predicted, as soon as I got home, I checked Cirque's website for auditions. Heh.
I've been missing live performance alot lately. And yet, I'm still thrilled with the stuff I'm doing. But when I see shows like Cirque, I experience them with the usual sense of amazement and wonder, but there's also this little tinge of jealousy. It's like there's this THING inside me trying to force me to be up there with them. And them can be pretty much ANY performance it seems. There's always part of me that wants to do it too.
The first time I saw an improv show, it was at the Asylum, I actually started tearing up at the end of the show, because this THING inside me was screaming so loud. I knew that I had to be up there, doing that. Thank goodness it happened, otherwise I might have just imploded.
Well, tonight, the THING is bouncing around, telling me that I need to work harder and do more, and become more. And the THING is more impatient than I am.
If you get a chance to see Delirium, I highly recommend it. It's not a typical Cirque show, it's Cirque doing a concert. Which also reminded me how much I miss dancing. Yeesh. I'm so needy. I've spent most of the evening since getting home doing video captures of old performance tapes and stuff. Once I get them converted, I'll share them so you can laugh at how skinny I was when I was 17.
Praising the THING