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AUDITION

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Sacrafice performance

rehearsal

I never feel a thing is real

When I’m away from you
Out of your embrace
The world’s a temporary parking place

 

 

 

Mmm, mm, mm, mm
A bubble for a minute
Mmm, mm, mm, mm
You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in it

 

 

 

Say, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

 

 

 

Yes, it’s only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

 

 

 

Without your love
It’s a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It’s a melody played in a penny arcade

 

 

 

It’s a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

 

Camp

The whole point of Camp is to dethrone the serious.
Camp is playful, anti-serious. More precisely, Camp
involves a new, more complex relation to “the
serious.” One can be serious about the frivolous,
frivolous about the serious.’

Susan Sontag

Audition preperation

Dinner with Malic

work in progress

volcano

photograph?

Link with eds clapping