Truer words. . .

for 10 days the lot
of us have strolled
through the festival,  an imaginary runaway stick resting on our collective shoulder, dreams tucked into
the bandana
tied to its end. Bumping into one another and liking it.  It's maybe what draws us together in the end;                                              Andy McQuade performing
                                                                                         The Hideous Face of  Love

the Huck Finn-like child/artist/adventurer in all of us.  And the existence of Fringe memorializes it; freezes it all in time like another chapter in
Mr. Twain's extraordinary adventures.
 
And we have 2 more days to get it right.
(so many shows & caverns to get lost in).

 
  Kelsie Huff performs HUFFS

So, without further ado, let's put some of what we need into our bandanas - just enough & maybe a little bit to share - and let's pound the performance pavement.  Get out to those shows you've been dying to see, and maybe take a chance on one you know nothing about
(make Huck proud).

 

Don't forget to pick up tickets to FRINGE ENCORE!, taking place on Sunday evening, when the best-selling artist from each venue gives a final performance.  Results given on Saturday night at C.R.A.B. and Sunday morning in this newsletter.