How last week flew by! From shoveling snow, to rehearsing, to talking about improvisation, to designing posters, to finally playing a concert, the only thing that would have made the week better was not driving 2.5 hours to the airport to send Nati back to Boston. Looking back, this has to be one of my favorite concerts, and that very much has to do with the space we performed in. It's amazing how a space can transform music. We used a black box theater on CU's campus; before I reserved the space, a platform for an upcoming stage production had already been built and nailed to the floor. Instead of worrying about it, Nati and I used it as a stage for our intimate setting. Plus, the platform was covered with carpet, which made it stand out from the rest of the theater quite nicely. (See: black box.) Our memory play concept was carried out in our staging by setting sentimental objects around on the platform. From heirloom trinkets, to photo frames, to throw pillows, ...
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