Category Archive: Fringe

The End. – Al’s final 2014 Fringe Tour Blog post.

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Well, we did it. 44 shows in 6 cities, over 1600 attendees, a bunch of great reviews (and one bad one. Meh.), and a lot of kilometres travelled. New friendships formed, old friendships… Continue reading

I think I might collapse: Al’s Fringe Blog #9

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So we’ve passed the halfway point of the tour now, and I must say that although the summer isn’t turning out to be exactly what I expected to be, it is turning out… Continue reading

The Adamczak Curse: Al’s Fringe Blog #8

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When I found out I was actually going to do this Fringe tour, I got really excited about the whole thing. I also started asking more questions to fellow artists about what to… Continue reading

This is fucking gross – Al’s Fringe blog #7

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I’ve been thinking a lot about swearing lately. Profanity has such an effect on some, and no effect whatsoever on others. I used to think that it didn’t affect me at all, but… Continue reading

Hello, Winnipeg! (Al’s Fringe Blog #6)

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I have to say, the Regina Fringe surpassed my expectations. Not only did I have a hell of a good time there, but I also pretty much broke even, which is AMAZING. Really,… Continue reading

Toronto Fringe 2014

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It’s always next to impossible for me to go back to real life after the frenzy of Montreal FRINGE, which is why I absconded to this year’s edition of the Toronto Fringe at… Continue reading

Opening night(mares) Vol 2: Regina

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Last month, when I opened The Quitter in Montreal, I spent the previous night having horrible dreams of failure about my first show. I didn’t have any horrible dreams from that point on.… Continue reading

Win Some, Give Away Some, Lose Some – Al’s Fringe blog #04

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The first of 6 Fringes I’ll be performing in has come and gone, and now I contemplate the months ahead, all the while wishing I could’ve had just one more week of Montreal… Continue reading

Montreal FRINGE 2014: Living Your Dreams

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Living Your Dreams Years of pot smoking have given Stephen Spinola those signature small eyes, a permanent grin and that token “stoner boy” laugh. (The one that sounds like a low-key shotgun going… Continue reading