Well, it’s all over except for the rendering… LOL! I’ve had an incredibly wonderful weekend, and the only disappointment has been that it’s all over. . . Except for the hard part. I have gotten behind (what else is new?), but this time, at least, it’s not entirely my fault. I can blame it all on my dentist. ‘Nuff said, about that for the time being.
I’m currently working on ’shopping the pics and trying to find workable low-light-level video from the BuskerFest Cabaret (which was an unreal experience, let me tell you), and then it will be on to the Day 3 pics. If you believe at all in a Supreme Being, please pray for me. If you don’t have that kind faith, at least have a beer for me. If I start drinking now, I’ll just fall asleep, and that would be a pitiful waste of booze.
Meantime, I’ve thrown together a quick little vid of HBPTVNews-on-the-Fly “Plugs” that I begged from all the buskers (except Ivan, who had to blow town early for another gig – and I’m really sorry I didn’t catch him before he hightailed it). They were very generous with their time and I hope you’ll check it out.
Kids by the droves today! I couldn’t get them all to stand still enough to get good shots. These ones were both patient and happy. Usually, where kids are concerned, those two things don’t necessarily go together.
My “Curb-Mate”, Cindy
She tried real hard not to let me take her picture, but I managed. She agreed to let me post it when I told her it’s not like it’s going to be on national tv or anything. Once I got the okay, I told it would go online – for the whole planet to see. So somebody from across the world better comment, now…
The Coralies, from Montreal, put on a spectacular, hilarious show. I got some great video of their bicycle balancing act, which will hopefully come later in the Buskerfest Extravaganza. Stayed tuned – but stay patient. It probably won’t be until at least Monday, as I have several more buskers left to video.
A little help from the strongest man they could find…
Although, I’d bet dollars to donuts the girls are stronger…
So, I’m busy blogelating away when I hear: “Les! Les! Auntie Les!” I turn to see a nephew-ish type personage bearing down on me with hugs and kisses. He had hitchhiked home for Buskerfest from BC! To all ye non-Canuckians that’s British Columbia – clear across the country (Yes, mothers, I gave him what-for for that one…)
“L’il Dirk” is not so little any more…
Doesn’t it just feel like a party, now?
And party, we shall – at the Caberet at Loplops this eve, for even more entertainment, and a lot of schmoozing. The boozing will be low-key, natch – I don’t want to drown the borrowed camera in beer, after all…
Got your tickets yet?
Come on out and say hi! The party starts at 11 pm-ish and is guaranteed to be a blast, so show up and show off! Don’t forget to stop me and tell me what a good job I’m doing (I’ll be the one with the weird hat on my head and the camera in your face.).
I’m cheating. “Today” is “Tomorrow”. Cujo will know exactly what I mean. I had a back and forth email conversation with a friend the other day about how time gets away from us, and, you know, I wish I had a way to just pause things for the rest of you so I could get everything done when I want to. Ah, well….
It’s The Blogelation’s second event!
I didn’t get to see as many of the buskers as I would have liked. The card on my borrowed camera filled up waaaay too fast to suit me… I’ve fixed that for tomorrow, though… I’ve gone into hock (again) with the purchase of another card. Either, my friend will get an extra card as “rent” for the camera, or my replacement will be the same model. I think I’m going to go for the same model (sorry, pal).
This year’s coordinator, Donna Hopper, was difficult to find in the melee before the show started. I finally discovered her hiding out back of LopLops, “slack”ing off.
Slackhopper taking a breather…
Craig West, always cool as a cucumber, helped Slackhopper deal with all the what-ifs…
Craig West: What-If Dealer…
Let’s get the show on the road!
The crowd really seemed to be enjoying themselves. I wish I could have got a lot more crowd shots, but I really needed to save the room for the buskers themselves.
I want your hat, Marlene!
One way to keep track of your family…
“Trulee Odd” was exactly that: Odd. Fire-eating, balancing acts, mini-motorcycling…. he was a real crowd pleaser.
Now this is gutsy.
Trulee needed a little help to get on his bike…
And, as promised, he didn’t kill anybody. Today.
Jeff Hill, a Toronto Magician, was the next act to take to the streets.
Jeff was playing with fire, too.
I love magicians.
Jeff did a great “Houdini-ish” straight-jacket, bound-in-chains escape trick. He actually fell to the ground right at my feet, writhing around – it was so cool. It’s been a long time since I had a good looking guy bound in chains, rolling around mere feet from me… and that time, I wasn’t wishing for my camera… I was just hoping the cops didn’t bust down my door.
Carol Martin was there with her jealousy-inspiring way cool camera equipment… I love to run into Carol, because she never runs away from my camera…
That was it for me today, unfortunately, but if I ever manage to get down to tomorrow’s show, at least I have that extra card…
Kenny, ofKenny vs Spenny, himself is visiting our fair city this very day to take on one of our local boys in an arm wrestling match, for no good reason other than that this sweet little 14-year-old kid shares the same name as Kenny’s best bud/arch enemy, Spencer Rice, AKA “Spenny”.
Soo Spenny is a Fan! Well, he is now.
I headed on down to the Pavilion and see if I couldn’t get myself into some trouble.
Or maybe on TV… Can I be your Roadie, Guys?
I thought I’d let Dave Helwig at Sootoday know that Tyler Simpson was most definitely on the job today. I swear that guy has cloned himself. He is everywhere!
Our Mayor John, felt that Kenny would bolt as soon as he saw Soo Spenny, so he wisely brought along Constable Brown and asked him to “keep an eye” on the fellow. Constable Brown did his job well. Kenny was near tears.
Kenny Gets Cuffed
That task accomplished, Mayor John, got on to more important matters.
The Honourable John Roswell
Things began to get a little uncomfortable, as it seemed for a while, that Soo Spenny was gonna be a no-show. Kenny got a little cocky and offered to arm-wrestle this tough customer in Spenny’s place.
She seemed up for it, too…
But, Mayor John put his foot down, as he didn’t want Kenny to sue the city over his injuries later.
Soo Spenny turned out just to be fashionably late, and when he arrived in his white stretch limo, the crowd absolutely mobbed him, they were so excited.
And the crowd goes wild…
Luckily, Mayor John was able to calm the wild folk down, as, by this point, Constable Brown became a little star struck…
The Sault’s Finest is in Our Back Pockets, Blogelators!
Kenny was looking more scared by the minute, but Our Soo Spenny was cool as… well, he was just cool.
No Fear Here
The Stare Don’t Scare Spenny, Kenny
Spenny beat Kenny so easily in the first match, that Kenny whined and cried until Mayor John relented, and ordered the baby to be unshackled. Spenny said, “S’cool…”
The Final Face-Off
I won’t go into all the gross things the little cheater did to try and win – I’ll leave that for when the show airs on October 16th. Don’t miss it – I’m sure you’ll be able to hear me calling Kenny all kinds of nasty names at the top of my lungs.
T-minus 8 hours or some such, folks! I’m getting very excited. There’s going to be some really good music at RotaryFest tonight. As an “Official Guerilla Journalist”, I’ll be covering Second Stage between 5 and 11. I have not yet had the chance to hear any of these bands so far, and being a local Saultite, that’s really pathetic.
But that can only mean that I’ll have an unbiased opinion, right? Right.
I’m hoping to run into the other eight “Guerillas” tonight, too. Most of them I’ve never met. Those that I have met; well, I’ll try not to throw my drink at you tonight. What a bizarre uncontrollable reaction to meeting new people! “Hi, I’m Les Becker – Ya wanna wear the beer or is the bottled water, okay?”
Actually, I’m afraid I wouldn’t recognize most of the Guerillas unless they were lined up in front of me with a spotlight on them. I’d have a better chance, though, so if the Blogelation Producers could arrange that for me, I’d be most grateful. If that doesn’t happen, I’m hoping the Guerillas will find me.
I’ll be the one with the hat. And the flailing water bottle.
I can’t even begin to describe how excited I am to be a part of this! This is so exactly what I’ve been trying to do for the last 2 years: “Relationship Marketing”. Now, I guess we can amend that to “Relationship Marketing through Guerilla Journalism” for the Blogelation.
When I was invited to come on board with this thing, I was, at first, a little too starstruck to see the enormity of the idea. I mean, holy ol’ shit, this is Craig West and Curt O’Neil!!
To be working on a project like this with these guys (not to mention, really cool people that I know and respect making up part of the current line-up of guerilla bloggers) in such a News-Fly kind of way is both startling and tremendously exciting. And to top it all off…
I’m scared shitless. It came with a Ka-boom!
But, oh man, are we gonna have fun! I like to think of us all as the Un-Official Sault Ste. Marie Glee Club.
Please go check out the Blogelation site and see what it’s all about. Then go visit the current guerillas’ blogs. This is BIG news for Sault Ste. Marie, and I can only imagine the things that will come alive here in the next 1-5 years or so…