Life on the (Capital) Fringe

Life on the (Capital) Fringe

Late one night this week, fresh from seeing some of DC’s best sideshow performers, I watched two of my friends dress up as giant whoopie cushions as they fake-tap-danced and told hilariously stupid jokes. Then we were all led in prayer to cilantro by St. Jimmy and sang auto-tuned hymns to Rachael Ray. Sound like the kind of night you’d have on some crazy lost weekend adventure? Could be, or as we devotees of the Capital Fringe Festival like to call it, “Thursday”. I was introduced to Cap Fringe back in 2009, then in its fourth year. My show was in the (now late lamented) Warehouse theater and all I really remember was a hot, sweaty, frantic whirlwind that had a Gypsy Tent and really strict load-in/out times and one hell of a cast party at the end. I was hooked. I didn’t get to be in Fringe every summer, but I jumped on every chance I got. I worked the production side of a show, and then I took the plunge and produced my own original show, Mirabilia, with amazing collaborators in 2013. This year, which is Capital Fringe’s 10th birthday (they grow up so fast!) and its first in its new Florida Avenue home, I was privileged to be part of two of Fringe’s most successful shows, Barenaked Comedy and Burlesque Classique’s Vaudevillian Romp with some of my favorite friends and colleagues in the variety arts scene. I took advantage of how often I’d be there for my own shows to soak up the atmosphere at Fringe Central and see as many other shows as time and finances would allow. And because...