AUGUST HOST: PLEASANCE THEATRE
When I was a boy of 18 years, I was traveling in New Zealand and a song came on the radio. The lyrics sang, “I can’t stand myself. I’m being held up by invisible men. Still life on a shelf when I got my mind on something else.” I loved the voice of the singer. I loved the song.
It turned out that the band was called TRAVIS, and they were from a fanciful place named Scotland. It was a land of bagpipes and kilts and haggis and ridiculously seductive accents. And I knew someday that I should like very much to visit.
So here I am.
I figured that the world famous Edinburgh Fringe Festival would be a fun time to visit the city. So I applied to the Pleasance Theatre, and after some ups and some downs (you have to wait for the book for the details), I managed to snag a volunteer position.
I have been brought onto the Press Team as the official Broadcast Liaison. And the obvious question is, “What the hell does that mean?”
Essentially it’s my responsibly to bust the chops of anyone walking around the Pleasance sites with a professional camera (photography or video). My task is to ‘liais’ between three stakeholders: 1) journalists/photographers/videographers. 2) PR reps of the various shows. 3) Venue Managers (there are 20+ performance spaces).There are over 200 shows with the Pleasance, and subsequently dozens and dozens of PR reps and journalists.
Today, the BBC emailed me. Whatevs.
Ultimately it adds up to a ton of work. Today was fourteen hours (those are VOLUNTEER hours). But it’s an interesting opportunity…
- To work really, really, really long hours.
- To see an eclectic mix of theatre, comedy and music shows.
- To learn more about the delicious interplay of public relations and broadcast journalism.
- To eat haggis (even though it REALLY does not appeal to me).
- To blush each time someone speaks Scottish to me. Damn, it’s sexy.