Yesterday, we performed again.
We were early.
The audience was late.
We started half an hour late, after our lovely organiser called out on the mike to the society and large, “Green Acres, come on, wake up! Get up and come to the clubhouse!”
We took our own music system – a largish one that was actually audible.
We also performed indoors, making the sound that much clearer.
We were close, close, close to the audience, almost as if ready to break the fourth wall. I actually wondered whether to break the fourth wall and involve the audience. I wonder if classical dance would accept that.
It was good fun, but so ordinary that it almost didn’t happen. The pink alta stains on my feet really seem to be the only evidence that we did actually perform yesterday!