So: the Official Opening of the Fringe. Apparently the parade was really quite special. I wouldn’t know; I was stuck in a see-Garden-shows-before-it-gets-too-hot run.
- Eleanor’s Story: An American Girl in Hitler’s Germany
- Camille O’Sullivan: Changeling
- WOMANz
- Yana Alana – Between the Cracks
- Dr Brown & Sam Simmons – Ceremony
So – I wound up standing next to Chris Taylor in the queue for Ceremony, and we talked for ages about Fringey stuff in general, The Chaser’s activities, and – of course – Dr Brown and Sam Simmons. Top bloke, and he copped a heap of shit from Simmons in recognition during the show.
Funny thing: one of the Gardeners tried to tell me that “we’re really good in the Garden at starting shows on time.” Which, given I had three of four shows start a total of thirty-five minutes late this evening, seemed a little laughable.
But then, apropos of nothing, there was this tweet:
Happy times for the start of @adelaide_fringe to @brick_en_brack @MarceldeW and of course #adlfringe spirit animal @festivalfreakAU
— Lauren Bok (@bokla) February 13, 2015
Awww. How sweet was that? :)