If you missed St.Matilde’s Malady in either of our Frontera Fest performances, you can see it on Saturday, FOR FREE. Get your Saturday night started with some pirates and whores. You know, like usual. We’re still waiting to hear who’ll make it to the Best of Fest, but in the meanwhile, you’ve got another chance to enjoy 30 minutes of non-stop sailors, prostitutes, juggling, and textiles…
ST. MATILDE’S MALADY
A swashbuckling new play about rage, love, and other sexually transmitted diseases.
January 30th @ 7pm
Running time: appx 30 min.
Winship Theatre Building @ UT (directions below)
Where to go:
Winship Drama Building, Room 2.180
Click the link above for driving directions. You should be able to get parking along San Jacinto. We’ll have signs posted in the building to lead you to the show.
xoxox – Connie, Madam of Connie’s Brothel and Rug Shop
This is Connie, of Connie's Brothel and Rug Shop .
Our epic language and cleavage return to Hyde Park Theater tonight for Best of Week battle!!
We avoided the fateful blackout, and came in under 25 minutes, to thunderous applause.
So we won’t know whether or not we go on to compete for Best of Week until 11:30 on Friday night, but what I do know is that we were awesome. Even with a slew of new cues (the rhyming is almost pathological at this point), we ran an almost flawless show and came in under the wire. The crowd loved it from the second Tillery opened her downtrodden whore mouth. Panicked as we were that we would run over, we had to push through, even over deafening laughter and impromptu applause. I got kicked at the end, when Brian was cartwheeling, but since I was wearing about 18 bras, it didn’t hurt one bit. Does all this sound so cryptic and intriguing? Does it make you want to see this show? Well, have no fear, even if we somehow aren’t picked for Best of, we will be staging this somewhere. Stay tuned.
Last night we had a preview of Saint Matilde’s Malady in our rehearsal room at UT. We did a run through right before people showed up. 27 minutes. 27! This filled us with fear and panic. One of the crucial elements of our crushing our competition and winning Best of Fest is not getting disqualified for being over the allotted 25 minutes. We were fearful. Our director was not. Liz Lay, who could have been the Queen of Pirates herself in another lifetime, said, “We’re tired. We’ve been rehearsing relentlessly since last Monday. I fully predicted this runthrough to be our longest. But we are in a good place. Our play is not a hot mess. We know it is golden. We have a challenge people, and our challenge is this. Just keep the train moving at all times. No nested responses between dialogue, no dead air, no holding for laughter. Just go, go, go.” Our friends came in to watch and even with their not-infrequent laughter, we clocked in at 24 minutes. Better, but still scary. So, we had to shave off some of the stage business. Some of the physical comedy, that added to the show, but also could tip us into the red zone on time. That would just be devastating. Because this play is good, and all the talent attached to it is as well. Cross your fingers for us tonight and say a little prayer that we make it all the way through with a minute or so to spare.
I now also have a tumblr account, which I spill more of my darker affections into. Its a document of my love affair with the sad and tragic, with occasional bursts of something sweet and optimistic. Maybe this 2010 will see me reverse the proportions of those quantities. But I don’t you yet 2010, I don’t know if you will be good to me.