Stepped out into a floodlit alley from a brutal room,
exposed pipe & duct, the heat of attentive eyes on
seated bodies, come to watch The Outer Edges.
What’s seen from the front never tells the story of
life behind the curtain, it’s the tip of an iceberg,
a life beyond the lime light. There are people who don’t
get praised, Whose faces no one notices or sees, loaders
of trucks who haul equipment out in the alley when everyone
has left, riggers, technicians, enablers, greasers of wheels
without whom there would be no show.
At best the night’s entertainment would be a pale shadow
So
to all the Outer Edges crew who worked for weeks to pull
it off, to the Film Festival team who’ve put years into
building the success they rightfully deserve, my sincerest
thanks – you gave us a platform to do our thing.
Thanks
to friends who brought enthusiasm, light & energy to a hot,
dark & airless night.
And
to my two dear companions Leo Abrahams & Peter Chilvers who
always play so beautifully – it is a privilege
to perform with you both & long may we run.
(K)
