Today was a much better day of shows. Most notably, I didn't futz up juggling and drop. I almost messed up the finish, but Kelly was able to manage to make the between-leg catch despite my having thrown it high and outside.
I also signed my contract extension, so I'm here on Kinoshita until the end of the year. That means more time in Japan, more time working, more time working on clowning, and more time to get a couple of more gags put together and worked in the show.
In our third show today, there was a group of foreigners who I immediately presumed were Americans. During the show they were very vocal with their enjoyment of the show to the point of being obnoxious. After the show, when I was almost completely out of costume, one of the performers came back and said there was a guest who was asking for us. He was trying to get backstage to see us and he smelled of alcohol. Sure enough, it was one of the Americans.
The guy and his fellow Americans abroad had seen fliers for the circus and decided that they would get completely wrecked and come to the circus. That they did. Mission accomplished. He lied and told the employee that he met us at a pub last night and we told them to come see the show. Great. Thanks, guy.
This guy was talking up a storm and cursing and generally acting like a guy at a frat party trying to talk to a girl or the band that just played. The staff had to clean the tent and get it set for the morning and we had to escort the guy to the guy, talking him and walking him. It was just like working back at First Avenue. He understood, though, as we explained that we had to get him out of there, otherwise he'd be yelled at, since it's been done before.
That was great. That was my first ugly American moment in this stint abroad. Drunk American. Why'd it have to be Drunk American?
Sunday, March 14, 2010
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