WOOOO HOOO!!!
Wow, what a blast was had last nite, right here at the Clown House, oh jeez, can i even cover it all? Can mere words on a screen possibly convey the rediculosity that happened here last nite? I'mma gunna try.
Weeeellll, first off, there was an incredible blugrass rock acoustic band, the MudJug ThumperBumpers(correct me if I'm wrong), who helped gather the initial crowd with thier sweet beats and harmonies, strummin away and havin a good time. There were these two real crazies who stood about 15/16 feet in the air on thin poles juggling and haranguing the crowd. It seemed like everyone was groovin right along through the set. The crown would swell and diminish, then swell again, then swell some more, and you get the idea.
After a short break the band played a few more songs, and all the clowns helped keep the energy high and the people involved. Right after the band got done, the famous Travelling Trio made thier appearance, with crowd participation, some human balance acts and juggling. Nemo managed to somehow squeeze his body through a tennis racket while I went and grabbed some crowd volunteers,(one of which was a plant, shhhh, don't tell) tied em together w/ 75 feet of rope, then had them race to get out against the Nemo, who had to be restrained in a straight jacket. Of course i helped to make sure Nemo won, but the crowd was on the girls side, so they booed him until they realized the beautiful Katie was a part of the act, then they laughed.
After the hilarity of that, another band came on stage, playin some really rockin tunes, upright bass and everything, i don't remember thier names, hey gimme a break here, it was so chaotic im suprised i kept my hat!
Shortly after the band finished up, to much cheers and appreciation of the crowd, a couple of brave fire spinners got down and did thier thing, amazing as always, just something about fire...
when that was over Mr. Dingo Dizmal moved the stage away and then we proceded to host a couple of mud wrestling contests, girl on girl, boy on boy, and even a boy on girl@! People were lovin it, cheering and raisin a hoot and alla that. after the wrestling was finished the amazing Bobby Panama came around, and if you didn't see it, I don't know what to tell ya. He's great and I can't describe him, soory.
All throughout the nite thier were impromptu clown bike races, histerical, and the folks in the yard just had to watch out for themselves, cuz clowns + bikes...hahahahahaha.
There were rumors about a Jousting competition, but it never happened, oh well, more anticipation for next time, right?
Well, thats about all that happened, actually soooooo much more happened but i don't have the time or words to try to get it all down, you'll just have to make it around for the next one. One last thing i can say, if there weren't the Clown House, i don't know how well the "Art Walk" would have gone over, maybe just as well, but then again, maybe not...
Well, have a great day, thats all i got to say!!!
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forgotten band's name is Johnny Punchclock. And yes, they rock.
Well, there was one guy who didn't have a good time: the Clown house's poor neighbor, who had to work in the morning. He got on a bullhorn, and announced that if we didn't shut up, he was calling the police.
I thought for sure it was one of our friends, playing a joke, but I went over to the neighbor's house, just in case.
Turns out, it really was the neighbor - a very Christian fella, who was quite horrified by the hedonism we call fun!
Well, I joked w/him a bit -he was pretty nice about it - and then he tried to save my soul. He didn't know WHAT to do when I declined his invitation to church, as I am busy every Sunday, teaching Sunday school.
I guess it takes all kinds!
Now, usually, it takes about 2 hrs to get everyone to go home. But luckily, Dingo had a smoke bomb, and he used it well.
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