
Suppose there was a musical called "Julie Bunny Must Die". (Purely hypothetical at this point, you understand.)
Suppose this was the opening song.
Would you stay for the second one?
Suppose this was the opening song.
Would you stay for the second one?
Category Music / Pop
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 120 x 83px
File Size 3.92 MB
This was posted two days after our brief and disastrous run-in with the Orwell estate, when I was still quite depressed and my thoughts were a jumble. I wrote and demoed it very quickly, probably not more than four hours total. And right after I sang the last line, I bawled my eyes out because Julie didn't yet exist and I didn't think I had any chance of bringing her into existence and I was terribly lonely and hated my life, etc., etc. Then I gathered myself and uploaded it.
I had only the vaguest idea of what the show might be about, nothing beyond "Cartoonist torn between his creation and his real life", not even the name of the cartoonist. I'm not even sure I knew that a barista/furry fanboy would be a pivotal figure, much less that we'd cheekily name him after a minor Fiddler character (or that his real name, Taylor, would be another in-joke for the cabaret crowd). I had no concept of Chef Albertson at all, or Lindsay/Penny or Mr. Simon. All I knew was that I wanted desperately to hang onto my slot in DC Fringe and get entered in Orlando Fringe as well. As it turned out, I met with stony, cold, silent rejection from my DC producer, who promptly found another show. Frankly, I'm pretty sure he made a mistake.
I had only the vaguest idea of what the show might be about, nothing beyond "Cartoonist torn between his creation and his real life", not even the name of the cartoonist. I'm not even sure I knew that a barista/furry fanboy would be a pivotal figure, much less that we'd cheekily name him after a minor Fiddler character (or that his real name, Taylor, would be another in-joke for the cabaret crowd). I had no concept of Chef Albertson at all, or Lindsay/Penny or Mr. Simon. All I knew was that I wanted desperately to hang onto my slot in DC Fringe and get entered in Orlando Fringe as well. As it turned out, I met with stony, cold, silent rejection from my DC producer, who promptly found another show. Frankly, I'm pretty sure he made a mistake.
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