Falling, yes I am falling...

Golly. Fall. Alternately depressing and exhilarating.
I loathed school, but fall was the time that San Jose Children's Musical Theatre always started a new show.
The best times of my teenage-hood, romping on stage with Broni and Johnny G and BethSheba and Paul. I wonder how many of my Kiddie Kohorts are still in the game? I loved performing with that troupe. I loved George Costas, who taught me about being a performer, that it wasn't about romping in the green room, it was about the truth on stage. I couldn't tell the truth in my real life, but I think I was as honest as possible at the Montgomery Theatre. Sigh....

In other news: have you seen the ads for
The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford?
Well, T was with a group of performers who created a play called: The Man Who Shot the Man Who Shot Jesse James: A New Tale of the Old West.
The SAME story and that was in the 70's...
It would be great if the Brad Pitt movie revives some interest in the play. It should be published. I mean publish or perish, right? But with ten collaborators I guess they can't agree, which is really a pity, 'cause I think that by sitting on the property for nigh on 20 years, they have lost a good deal of revenue. (all opinions in this blog are solely the authors, and might piss off the authors boyfriend, but REALLY!!!)