All the World's a Stage- Opening Night

Today was the formal opening of the Fringe Festival, though preview shows have been playing all week. You cannot possibly imagine the glorious mayhem, flurry, and electricity in every cobbled alleyway across the city. Full headed alligators, vengeful brides, French playboys, bawdy pirates, 1920’s flappers, boys in short skirts and loooooooong jackets….everyone here is dressed for Tim Burton’s Halloween Town, fools everyone and it’s a fool’s paradise.

To talk about performers one has to talk in EXTREMES. They are the most, least, greatest, bestest, loudest, people in the world. And here, in the backroom, castle nook spaces, one has as much of an opportunity to see their show as to pass them toilet paper underneath a graffitied stall.

I have never been anywhere more decidedly cool, everything pulsates alive, friendly and all of it is underlined by the already Euro-trash-grunge-thrift that already distinguishes Edinburgh from your everything but especially your average American metropolitan.