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.
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.
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…)
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…
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.
Craig West, always cool as a cucumber, helped Slackhopper deal with all the what-ifs…
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.
“Trulee Odd” was exactly that: Odd. Fire-eating, balancing acts, mini-motorcycling…. he was a real crowd pleaser.
Jeff Hill, a Toronto Magician, was the next act to take to the streets.
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…