Watch out for WIDE LOAD at the Montreal Fringe!

4 05 2010

Fat is a real hot button for a lot of people. Big Moves knows this. That’s why we’re pushing that button as hard as we can with Wide Load, a dance musical vaudeville that’s running at the St- Ambroise Montréal Fringe Festival June 10 through 20, with six shows scheduled at the Mission Santa Cruz, 60 Rachel O, Montréal. Show times are as follows:

Friday June 11 * 10:45pm
Sunday June 13 * 3:45pm
Monday June 14 * 7:45pm
Wednesday June 16 * 6:15pm
Thursday June 17 * 10:15pm
Saturday June 19 * 6:30pm

Advance tickets? Why, yes! Get ’em at the Montreal Fringe website.

Wide Load (“full-frontal junk in the trunk”) is a high-energy, in-your-face, two-person carnival of fat-assery, with full-out dance moves, blasts of song, fast and furious semi-autobiographical comic sketches, blistering rants, and random slingshots of tasty snacks into the crowd. Written and performed by Big Moves founder Marina Wolf Ahmad and veteran Colette Gagnon, Wide Load is different from our previous Fringe offerings, which tended to have way more cast members and (slightly) less overt politics. But it brings the same sense of fun, the same commitment to excellent entertainment, and the same utter disregard for plus-size costuming dos and don’ts.

Pancake Breakfast!

In addition to the full run of Wide Load, Big Moves is bringing back the community pancake breakfast on Sunday, June 13, from noon to 2 at the Beer Tent (okay, so it’s more brunch). We’re frying up the pancakes until the batter runs out, along with pounds of bacon, vats of coffee, and live entertainment and competitions taking place on stage all afternoon. Hey, why not? Food is love, performance is awesome, and we’ve always been a civic-minded Fringe group, even before taking home the Spirit of the Fringe award in 2007.

Coquette: “And This Is the Part Where I Freak Out.”

23 04 2009

You GUYS.  We have tech tonight for our spring show.  (Details and ticket info in “Upcoming Performances” above, donchaknow?)  There are so MANY things about this that confuse me:

1) Since when is it spring, it’s been 40 F and raining since the dawn of time.

2) What crazy person booked us for the end of April, when I’m in the middle of finals?  (…oh, right.  I did.)

3) I tweaked my knee in rehearsal the other day, one of our dancers has a wretched cold, everyone’s stressing out, on our last runthrough I totally flipped my lines all around and bunged everything up…[breathes into paper bag]

…and so on.  I get like this, and I know I get like this — and yet somehow, awareness of getting like this doesn’t STOP me from getting like this.  So if you come see our show (which you SHOULD, because it is essentially a dirty/dirtier version of summer camp; all the youthful activities!  all the grown up hormones!), and I look a little crazy around the eyes, it’s not you, it’s me.  It’s my desire to have things be perfect in a universe that is just fucking determined to THWART ME AT EVERY TURN.

[breathes into paper bag some more]

I would write more — hell, I would edit this before posting it — but Dirty Nellie is downstairs with her car, waiting to do me the huge favor of taking me home so I can get my laptop and attempt to study and write some essays in the midst of Tech Night From Hell.  As a thank you for reading, here, stare at the near-incomparable adorableness that is the artwork for Fat Camp:


If that doesn’t make you want to come relive summer camp with us…you’re beyond help.