Hello dear people.
You ever have one of those moments where you think you see someone you know, but it turns out it’s just a freaky statue head on a building? Yeah, me neither. I was just…wondering.
Oxford. Yeah, hello Oxford, we’re still here…and LOVING it!!! Today we have a tourist day where we were given the inside look of some of the Oxford University Colleges by a student (named Diego, from Madrid, studying Neuroscience), and boy oh boy was that fantastic! Diego led us into the Christ Church Great Hall (where the famous “Hall” scenes in Harry Potter were filmed (I personally was slightly disappointed the painted pictures of old men didn’t talk back to me when I asked them questions about their first loves). First, we thought Diego could get four of us in for free, then we check in with the old man security guard with a bowler hat (yes, it’s as spectacular as it sounds), but apparently in Oxford one has to follow the rules, so only one of us was let in at a time. (Sorry, Fabiola, but next time you’ll get to see it, I’m sure!)
Theme words for Oxford: lush, posh, green, studious, vegan-friendly, and very posh. This is why one needs to follow the rules, but of course can find a healthy alternative to said rule-breaking.
Well, we performed yesterday at Hinksey Park here in Oxford. Gorgeous! We had a generously warm audience of around 30-40 people, and received some excellent feedback after the show. The lovely Zsuzsa, from Budapest, put on the whole event. Apparently, there is a couch-surfing group in Oxford that meets every Sunday night for a film night. We were their healthy alternative (see, I told you there were other options here in Oxford to breaking the rules). Our performance spot was practically perfect in every way. We had great fun, great energy, and our audience received a delicious performance full of surprises. (I personally am not doing so good after breaking character and laughing for the second show in a row…Mother, I’m sorry. My stage partners are just…so…darn…FUNNY!!) No worries, David Roby fans, I’ll get them back. Oh, yes. I’ll get them back.
We learned from this show that performing in parks is definitely something Moonhound can do well (this is good news considering how difficult we have discovered our style is to perform on the street). Also, we might have another potential gig in Birmingham (also organized by the incredible Zsuzsa, from Budapest) with the Vintage Picnic and Bike Ride. Go 20’s!!
Right, I also meant to mention why I titled this post what I did. I can be random, and sometimes it will be without explanation, so please be ready for that in the future. But for now, I’ll tell you.
Another delicious thing that occurred after the Hinksey Park show was Kay and I got to tell the story of how our story “The Foot” was created. We love telling that story. I love that there are stories behind our stories. Do I smell a prequel in the making? *dramatic Hollywood drum music*
What I mean by saying this is it is nice to think about the beginnings of things. It can sometimes help someone to figure out the meaning behind the end of things. As Moonhound comes to a near finish, it’s nice to think about the beginnings of it all. Naturally, this can cause someone (say me, for example) to dwell lovingly on the entire Moonhound process this past year. Thank you, Kay and Sam and Fabiola, for joining me in this life-giving, soul-feeding, passion-making process called Storytelling.
Tomorrow, we leave Oxford and journey to our host (Sam and Kay’s mum) in Sheffield. She’s lovely, and I look forward to being in her warm home and in her warm arms. Our next show shall be in York (a gig that I personally booked for us), but I must admit I’m a bit nervous. We’re performing at the Lion and Lamb Inn…..I’m just nervous we won’t have an audience, or that our audience will be hard of hearing and disinterested. I understand, however, that these feelings simply come with the job, and I embrace them wholeheartedly knowing that the worst case scenario is that we give the wooden beams and at least one staff member of the Lamb and Lion Inn and fantastic performance! Wish us well! Tallyhoe!!! (Do they say that in England?)
On a side note, I’m also thoroughly enjoying the differences in language and dialect here. You know, we speak the same native tongue…but sometimes I just can’t understand what you’re saying, dude. Nothing personal. In fact, I love it. Apparently a man complimented us while we were rehearsing in the park earlier in the day yesterday…but I honestly thought he was offended and shocked. Language. Gotta love it.
Thanks for tuning in today, folks. Your reading inspires us to move on. We mean it!
With love and poshness,
David of Roby
Here are some pictures from our performance in Oxford taken by the talented and beautiful Chinita Lee (nicknamed by Fabiola, of course).
Yeah, he’s real. Bowler hat.
What I would call the average street in Oxford.
And by the way, we found a Story Museum in Oxford. How cool is that!!! Inspiring kids daily. David gives this place two giant thumbs UP!!!
Titanic pose. (during our final story, “The Broomsburies”. Unfortunately, all the pictures taken of this performance were taken of this story, which unfortunately doesn’t have Kay in it. So, what I’m trying to say is, there is not photographic proof Kay exists in Oxford with Moonhound. *insert evil laugh here*)
I just like this one. So…much…drama.
Say hello to a small portion of our cozy crowd sitting on blankets. Hello.