As some of you may already know, this past Sunday at 3:45 I performed my final show at the Georgia Renaissance Festival. Behind the pub stage there is a wooden ramp leading up to the back of the service area of the pub. In the late afternoon, just before 3:45, it is in the shade. I found out the hard way that reclining on this ramp is a fireable offense so serious that a performer need not even be issued a warning and so blatantly obvious that signage to this effect need not be posted. My apologies to all who enjoyed the show there and who had hoped to hear it there, but I picked the wrong shady spot. It wasn’t the quality of my shows, the groanability of my puns, the renfaire ettiquette I breached by playing music that was actually from the Renaissance period, the strange sense of humor behind songs I played at pub sing, the riveting delivery of my lines in the front gate skit, my unlikely friendship with a parrot named Buddy, or my team’s losing record in the 11:00 contest against the faeries. It was nothing which involved the public, another cast member, or any of the livestock- just the unmitigated audacity to lie down on an occasionally-accessed (and shaded) back entrance to a service facility, even though I moved when someone did access it.
I did very much enjoy the warm reception I received from both the cast and the patrons there, whether they remembered me from the days of the Lost Boys or became acquainted with me for the first time this year. I had a blast there until that fateful moment, and I appreciate the opportunity the Festival afforded me to bring my new show to their pub stage. I have by no means given up on the act as I’ve worked too hard on it, and I am not going to dismantle the PROMPT, but barring a change of ownership and management Tom (or Andy, for that matter) has set foot in the village of Newcastle for the last time.
As for me, I still have Denim Arcade, I will do another solo show at some point, and there are other things I could wind up doing as well. To stay up to speed in terms of what I’m doing and whom I’m doing it with, musically speaking, please sign my MAILING LIST and I will let you know when I’m doing what.
As for GARF, all my best to the patrons who made it magical for me, all my best to my comrades on the cast to keep making it magical for patrons, and all my best to my old band The Lost Boys, who are going to rock your faces off in a couple of weekends. And here’s to good health and speedy recovery for William, Son of William (we think).
For those who still don’t have it, my CD Greatest Hits Volume 27 is available from CD Baby! See you soon!
