If it wasn’t for all the wood that fell out of the sky this summer we would have been in Christ Church on Saturday night for the psychedelic, 3-D digital graphics show organized by tech wizards at RIT accompanied by improv pipe organ and performed with and projected on dancers from RIT. We told our neighbors we would meet them there and we never showed. We sat down after splitting wood all afternoon and couldn’t get up. Maybe we can get them to perform with Margaret Explosion on Wednesday at the Little Theater.
We did catch the second Flower City Vaudeville show and enjoyed ourselves immensely. Like an old fashioned circus or theatrical variety show with five minute segments, it is live performance, no editing. Jugglers occasionally drop the pins. Acrobats keep you on edge and remind you how rigid your body has become. Bad jokes are funnier in person. Ward Hartenstein’s radio show with a trunk load of sound effects comes to life off air. And impromptu guests spots, like when Rick Simpson brought the little kids on stage to hold spinning plates above their heads, become moments of brilliance.
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