I podcast this originally in 2007. It contains stories of regret and panic from the circus lot. There’s a real gem in there about Alex Blatt losing his alarm clock and his mind on the same day. Also contained here, and my reason for re-broadcasting this, is the original telling of the Richard Fick story.
If you want to hear the updated, full length Richard Fick story I’ll tell you right here.
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I remember the costume shop at clown college and remember clown/costume designer Richard Fick.
This is an excerpt from a 2006 episode entitled “Clowns”. Two guys who are enemies find themselves together in a life threatening situation.
The is a rerun of FC_06_01 “Pancakes”. My first episode ever. I was making breakfast and doing laundry on the circus train.
My grandmother held musical instruments close to her heart. Losing one can be devastating and it feels like it can never be replaced. This is a flashback episode which I originally ran in 2006.
My grandma bought and saved a mint silver dollar for me every birthday. I didn’t even know about them for a long time.
Grandma Reading Music
Coming up this week : a new episode entitled “Silver Dollars” which is about my grandmother. Also I’ll be running a flashback episode from 2006; “Accordions” which features some conversations with my grandmother.
I had a dream in which I was traveling through New York City and stopped for a night to see a show. As a travelled through the city I could not get lost. Even when I knew I had made a wrong turn I’d still be going in the right direction. Even when I’d accidentally checked in at a hotel that was far away from the theater, the walk to the theater was fast and easy.
The show was a play about three circus clowns. The first clown was alone and rising like an angel from the ground up to a cloud where two other clowns lived. The clown who was rising from the ground had jigsaw puzzle pieces falling out of his pockets.
Everything they say was a puzzle piece. Every movement on the stage was a puzzle piece. Each piece floated down from the cloud. At the end of the play there was a large picture of the entire universe; all things known and unknown on the floor. The clowns softly descended through the air and landed in place.
The last three puzzle pieces.
The next morning after the play I was sleeping in the hotel next to my girlfriend. I woke up and discovered some things about room. There were no windows on one side of the room. I followed this wall until I came to a series of large food preparation machines. They were the kinds of things you might see at a carnival such as a cotton candy machine or large popcorn popper. One of the machines was making coffee for me.
Then I discovered the the hotel room was actually a very large warehouse space. And as I walked through the space back to my bed to figures entered the room behind me and called out to me. I was not afraid of them.
They were circus people; a man and a woman. They knew me. They had heard of me from the Bindlestiff Cirkus. They showed me that they had pictures of me on their wall. It looked like a big puzzle of circus posters.
They told me the name of their circus was “Mud Show Carnival”. I liked the name and I followed them.
Who would you rather live with? a liar or a theif?
This is a flashback performance originally posted in 2009.