Austin Improv

happywaffle wrote:Maestro Slam Poem

Glasses and dreams shatter against the wall as I rage
And know in my gut that I'll be in Providence this weekend.
Providence. A name of irony, since it delivers me nowhere,
Nowhere near my home, my stage, my Maestro.

Go forth, my brothers, my sisters, and play
Play games, play solo, sit, stand, kneel, RISE.
I will be laughing in Rhode Island
But in my heart, in my gut, in my me,
I'll be thinking of five dollars. Canadian. Framed. Real.

Also you should cast Sam cause she's never done it before.

::snap snap snap snap snap::

The hoots and hollers are what I need
The summer nights seem incomplete
Without the stage and filled up seats
Like a crying baby yearns for teats...

I need you...

My feet, having walked in a foreign land,
come home craving a stage on which to stand.

Adventures I've had while exploring the world,
but nothing compares to a great scene unfurled.

So long absent from the roaring crowd,
cast me in Maestro and I'll make you proud.

(Gotta go old school)

"Category or die", don't make me have to adjust my fly
Who hates "Foreign Film", it's this guy
Lemme adjust my score, but just so you know, "big booty" is a bore
And next time I do "helping hands", I'm taking that straight to the store

Now I'm talkin' just three words at a time, or maybe alphabet games
I'll do scenes with anyone, not like Don Draper, I even play with dames
Just ate a whole hog, fools call it hot dog
I'm not just a cog in this scene, lemme speak that monologue

I'd love to play! Sign me up!

This is my maestro song,
it isn't very long.

(I'll play or direct.)

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot tough because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

e.e. cummings (wants Ceej to play)

Happy Happy Maestro from my heart to yours
I'd absolutely love to play
Willing if you need directors...

(to the tune of the Chile's birthday song)

I have Rock Opera this weekend and can stick around after if you need me.

I'm trying to go low-carb, one dress size to go
But I just keep craving donuts from a bistro.
To keep me sane,
I'm asking one thang...
For a spot in Saturday's Maestro!

Wanted to put a tune to the cast - but Summer Camps are kicking my ***

So:
Directors: Peter and Asaf

Tech: David Z

Cast:
Jordan
Kristin
Eric
Marc
Ceej
Aden
Ryan Austin
Lindsey
Madeline
Thedward
Sam Schak
Brent

Video of the show.



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hujhax wrote:Video of the show.

I was skipping ahead and landed at the 49:53 mark. Highly recommended.

happywaffle wrote: I was skipping ahead and landed at the 49:53 mark. Highly recommended.

That was hilarious. I'm partial to the freezer scene somewhere around 19:00