Blog Archives
Video of the “You’re the Voice” Comedy All Star Band Thang at Adelaide Fringe!
As promised! (I do keep a few of them, you know.)
Note: the actual crowd surf itself is documented in fleeting form, however the point is it is documented and for that I am very very happy. Huge thanks to the lovely fellow mama comic in crime Kate Burr (or more specifically, her very nice hubby) for filming!!
Toddlers on Set (or, “Here’s To You, Mrs Olsen”)
TODDLERS ON SET.
Oh how I love it. It sounds just like a fabulously trashy reality talent show, resplendant with on-set tantrums, tiny bodies dealing with the limelight and countless others running themselves ragged trying to meet every reasonable and unreasonable demand of the talent.
You know, so TOTALLY different from every other reality talent show out there.
Ehem.
Wow, what a week it has been.
On set, yo.
Notables:
a) I absolutely LOVE working on camera – and as it turns out, so does Cassidy. Whaddya know? Show ponyism is apparently genetic.
b) I’m not sure how much I’m allowed to reveal on here about the specifics of what we were working on – let me just say that we were presenting a series of little video snippets for an upcoming website of a major company. Will most certainly link to the real deal once it’s up and running!
c) Catering on set ROCKS. There’s nothing quite like bottomless cappucinos (made FOR you no less) to round out the feeling of being a Z list starlet.
d) They take the “kids on set” thing VERY SERIOUSLY. Did you see how I typed that in all caps? Yes, that’s how seriously. Man oh man. Sometimes I wish I could type my instructions out to my kidlets, purely so I could just press caps lock when I really mean business. Ah me. One of many dreams left unfulfilled.
But yes, they have extremely strict rules about how long a child can be officially on call for while on set – 4 hours at the pint-size, as it turns out – and once bubba’s off, bubba’s off.
e) It’s a tiring business, this show business. While they’re only officially on duty for 4 hours, there’s still the whole night before, trying to make sure they get a good amount of shut eye so that they’ll be in good spirits while on set, then waking them up (if required: in my case, yes) earlier than they want to be woken so that we make our call time, then trying to entertain, feed and otherwise convince them to “stay happy!” for the camera. Ah me.
Mother of Mary Kate and Ashley, I take my hat off to you.
Admittedly, it’s tattered and torn, namely because my son has not yet shown any signs of launching his own television specials, fashion lines and/or eau du toilettes (though if he does my money’s on: “Shades of Brown. For Toddlers.”) and so is not yet a GAFREAKINGZILLIONAIRE. (Yes, caps intended).
Still. Holes and all. Hat off, Madame Olsen.
A quick update from the set!
Me and the littlest on set. Somebody actually called us "Abbott and Costello."
What a whirlwind of a few days.
Will write a full update shortly.
About to jump on a plane back to Queensland, hopefully with a sleeping toddler in tow, possibly with a wakeful toddler in tow, certainly with some sort of toddler in tow.
Web comedy shoot, Gumball Theatre and other madness this month
My heavens life is nutty.
This month alone:
1. I have scored a most fabulous gig (fab in that it is completely and utterly up my alley in a very un-sordid way) shooting some comedic style online videos with my little toddler the Cass-meister! We’re off to the big smoke in a fortnight to join forces in what will hopefully be some funny onscreen collaborating. Dig!
2. I am madly preparing for the first show of the year of my favourite creation of late (namely cos it didn’t hurt on the way out): Gumball Theatre! Yay! We already have quite a few peeps coming – PS today is the LAST day to book a group of 5 and get a free bottle of bubbly waiting for you on arrival, deets are over here – and so am super pumped. But you know, in the meantime: rehearsals. Organising. Stuff like that.
3. I am MCing a family fun day at Bribie Island for Australia Day! Merriment! Sausage sizzles! What more could you ask for?
4. My best friend is turning 30 next week. I want it to ROCK so hard for her. Stay tuned.
5. I’m contemplating making scones. Except the last time I did they turned out like hard little rocks of awful. As unstable as a career in showbiz is, there is one thing I know for absolute certain: I will NEVER be on Masterchef. EVER.
Video from the Gumball Theatre launch!
I’ve been slogging my guts out this afternoon – you know, in a very sit down and exert no energy whatsoever kinda way – to put this little thingamijig together.
It ain’t perfect, but I do like it.
Canada flashback: my first Thanksgiving Turkey
As it was Thanksgiving in Canada this past weekend, I thought I’d share a little blast from my own Canadian Thanksgiving past.
Note: clearly, this was shot before I came to my senses and realised that displaying my blissfully unkempt self (i.e. the me that really exists in our household) on camera, in footage that might eventually make its way into cyberspace, was possibly stupid.
