At one point in the show at Burritts Rapids I said “any requests?” Right away a call out said “Maureen”. I thought no way. It is too long and too vulnerable, I can’t. Even said so from the stage, no I can’t. But now I should have. I just was scared I would screw up. Didn’t feel like the crowd would like it but that’s the bigger concern. The assumption one knows the crowd instead of enjoying the doing just for yourself. As I drove home I thought about how dumb to not honour a request after asking for it. I did do the other request, Bhopal. Two days ago there was a woman screaming on the subway. The target was an in invisible woman. She called her many horrible things, she hated her guts and wanted to be certain the rest of us knew it. Some rolled their eyes, some looked away, everyone pretended she was not screaming and yelling at the invisible person. I am glad there were no children who I bet would be even more freaked out than the grown ups. I thought about the time Kristianna respectfully and gently spoke to the hostile drunk guy that held everyone hostage at the Cameron, while the band didn’t go back on. Her being normal melted him. I remember thinking that was incredible and I should have the courage to try that as well. Like the lion and the thorn story but then again you just don’t know what will happen. Stagefright variations.
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