Boutique Hotels and Hand-Holding
(Posted upon arriving home in Toronto after the Aussie/NZ tour. Didn't get a chance to post it beforehand).
Written: Friday, June 4/04
Don’t know when I’ll get to post this, internet access being what it is on this tour, but I’ll write in anyway. I’m in Christchurch, New Zealand tonight, which marks our first of 3 shows in this country. It’s safe to say we have all enjoyed our hotel here immensely (name withheld in the interest of tour privacy). They staff here has honoured our late night badgerings for an open bar and late night wheedlings for the comforts of, not home per say, but the road. Therefore we shall all be happy to be put up here again the next time we come to Christchurch. The show here tonight at The Town Hall was a success. The audiences on this tour in general have been quiet but attentively so.
When I go to bed at night I am at the point where I am dreaming not about home (despite my longing for it) but about the band and crew. Though I am new to this touring band, I have a long history with most everyone here. It figures that they would be figuring into my dreams. I’m only the new girl on paper. Plus, touring is intense. We’re all stuck with one another. We’re bound to enter each others’ subconscious.
In closing for the night and for this entry, as I am succificiently siffonsified (sp?) on fabulous Agavero tequila liqueur (our new discovery) and a Stella Artois beer chaser, I would like to take a moment and say: being in New Zealand fills me with thoughts of the late great Tom Kneebone, a New Zealander who moved to Canada and did great work as an actor and director for the bulk of his adult life, whom I had the good fortune to know in my early days as a budding actor. He hired and directed me 3 times for as many stage productions, originally at the behest of his good friend, the fabulous Dinah Christie. He passed away this year. I will always remember him with great humour, fondness and respect. Among the many memorable things he used to say, one of my faves was this bit of acting direction he once gave me for an emotional scene: "Make THEM cry, darling."
(Entry continued Saturday, June 5/04)
We played at the Town Hall in Wellington tonight. The audience was fantastic. Ash likened them to a Maritimes audience (Eastern Canadian provinces) for their boisterous enthusiasm. The energy was infectious and we played a great show. One more concert to go (in Auckland) and we fly home. That travel “day” will be exceptionally long but my husband is the pot of gold at the end...
Wish we could have seen more of Wellington. We’ll be back here next Jan. or Feb., I think. Hopefully I will get to do more sightseeing then. Maybe I’ll bring David with me for that trip!
Before each show we get in a circle and vibe off of each other for five minutes right until we walk to the stage. Whenever I wind up beside Sarah in the circle, I’ve noticed that she automatically takes your hand in an interesting way. She puts your thumb between her first and second fingers. I suppose she does that because she finds it more comfortable, but it’s cute.
If you’ve been reading my entries regularly you might recall that I fell prey to a bug back in Sydney. I have spent the whole tour singing through it in its various permutations. I’m almost better now but unfortunately my illness has taken root one by one in the other band members, and some of the crew. I wish I wasn’t the one who started it, but them’s the breaks. No one’s blaming me too harshly, which is amazing with all the forked tongues and wisecracking amongst the group.
It’s wild to think that after this tour our next show will be the start of the gigantic North American tour in Seattle, Washington in a stadium full of about 12,000 people.
Bedtime.
xo KR
Written: Friday, June 4/04
Don’t know when I’ll get to post this, internet access being what it is on this tour, but I’ll write in anyway. I’m in Christchurch, New Zealand tonight, which marks our first of 3 shows in this country. It’s safe to say we have all enjoyed our hotel here immensely (name withheld in the interest of tour privacy). They staff here has honoured our late night badgerings for an open bar and late night wheedlings for the comforts of, not home per say, but the road. Therefore we shall all be happy to be put up here again the next time we come to Christchurch. The show here tonight at The Town Hall was a success. The audiences on this tour in general have been quiet but attentively so.
When I go to bed at night I am at the point where I am dreaming not about home (despite my longing for it) but about the band and crew. Though I am new to this touring band, I have a long history with most everyone here. It figures that they would be figuring into my dreams. I’m only the new girl on paper. Plus, touring is intense. We’re all stuck with one another. We’re bound to enter each others’ subconscious.
In closing for the night and for this entry, as I am succificiently siffonsified (sp?) on fabulous Agavero tequila liqueur (our new discovery) and a Stella Artois beer chaser, I would like to take a moment and say: being in New Zealand fills me with thoughts of the late great Tom Kneebone, a New Zealander who moved to Canada and did great work as an actor and director for the bulk of his adult life, whom I had the good fortune to know in my early days as a budding actor. He hired and directed me 3 times for as many stage productions, originally at the behest of his good friend, the fabulous Dinah Christie. He passed away this year. I will always remember him with great humour, fondness and respect. Among the many memorable things he used to say, one of my faves was this bit of acting direction he once gave me for an emotional scene: "Make THEM cry, darling."
(Entry continued Saturday, June 5/04)
We played at the Town Hall in Wellington tonight. The audience was fantastic. Ash likened them to a Maritimes audience (Eastern Canadian provinces) for their boisterous enthusiasm. The energy was infectious and we played a great show. One more concert to go (in Auckland) and we fly home. That travel “day” will be exceptionally long but my husband is the pot of gold at the end...
Wish we could have seen more of Wellington. We’ll be back here next Jan. or Feb., I think. Hopefully I will get to do more sightseeing then. Maybe I’ll bring David with me for that trip!
Before each show we get in a circle and vibe off of each other for five minutes right until we walk to the stage. Whenever I wind up beside Sarah in the circle, I’ve noticed that she automatically takes your hand in an interesting way. She puts your thumb between her first and second fingers. I suppose she does that because she finds it more comfortable, but it’s cute.
If you’ve been reading my entries regularly you might recall that I fell prey to a bug back in Sydney. I have spent the whole tour singing through it in its various permutations. I’m almost better now but unfortunately my illness has taken root one by one in the other band members, and some of the crew. I wish I wasn’t the one who started it, but them’s the breaks. No one’s blaming me too harshly, which is amazing with all the forked tongues and wisecracking amongst the group.
It’s wild to think that after this tour our next show will be the start of the gigantic North American tour in Seattle, Washington in a stadium full of about 12,000 people.
Bedtime.
xo KR
posted by Kathryn Rose (aka KR) at 4:34 p.m.
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