Troupers! Readings done, audiences entertained, the final bow for 2011 taken
A text message sent to all of the readers from Julie, had served to pre-warn us that we needed to ‘up our game’ for tonight’s performance. Her text read, “OMG, it’s a real stage, in a real theatre.”
Julie and official Daddies’ Girls roadie, Ken, aka, Mr Ken Burgess, Julie’s delightful husband, had both gone ahead earlier in the afternoon to mount the van guard action of setting up the power point presentation to illustrate our stories and musical backing to help entertain the audience masses. Well, we could dream…
By the time Oxana, Jo and Annie arrived in the hired car having only got lost twice (!), the act before ours was in full flow – an Indian puppet show.
It had certainly drawn a large audience and as they poured out of the Ilkley Playhouse auditorium Julie and I mobbed them with DG marketing material to lure them into our show, expertly produced by our roadie Ken, outlining the content of the Daddies’ Girl event on the fringe programme. Oooh, the tension! The buzz! It was like being at the Edinburgh Fringe.
Annie popped up stairs to have a look at the stage, as just the word brought her out in hives of stage fright and she was seen downing a glass of Dutch Courage, white wine flavoured very quickly in the wings, only to ask if she could have another one or three.
“Oh my goodness! Lahore is all over the stage,“ exclaimed one of the Ilkley Fringe stewards rather dramatically, “I’m not sure if they will be able to remove it in time for your performance.” she explained to Annie, who was rather hoping that they wouldn’t…
But as the seasoned pros The Fetch Theatre Company clearly are, the stage was swept clear of their production of Basant Lahore!, featuring all manner of sub-continent clutter in record time, and in came the next expectant audience clearly wanting to hear tales of fathers and daughters.
In the wings Ken, now well into queueing up the slides and soundtrack with the attendant theatre AV techie, with Oxana, Jo, Julie and Annie, (doing deep breathing exercises and trying to decipher her handwritten intro), remarked on how many men were in the audience.
“Oh crikey, do you think they are expecting a burlesque troupe?” one of us replied. “What a disappointment for them if they are.”
We had been wondering for some time if the name, Daddies’ Girls, might be the cause of the so many hits on our website…
We had decided to mix the readings up a bit for this performance with Julie and Jo reading out their stories in full as theirs were the shortest, and Annie and Oxana reading sections of their stories, as they had a much longer total word count. And besides, parts of Annie’s make her cry, which rather brings the party down.
We consider the order with care, and try to counter balance the content of the stories e.g. an upbeat story following one that may be more sombre in content.
The readings as ever were well received by the audience, and if anything being on a stage added a theatrical angle to the readings. It felt rather ‘troupe like’ to make our bows and receive a round of applause, all together, when the four readings were done. And all in all the whole experience made for a really fitting end to our festival reading engagements for 2011.
in 2013, appearances at literary festivals will have more of an edge as our book will be published and we’ll be reading from them, and selling copies, with a bit of luck and a lot of marketing.
Later, we chat to members of the audience as people often like to share their stories and memories of their fathers with us. Tonight, a fond father tells his story of what he had to do when his daughter’s pet rabbit died while she was on holiday. He decided to deep freeze the body so the whole family could be at the burial on his daughter’s return.
Wise man, wise man indeed.