Comfest as Molly saw it
Monday, August 18th, 2008I’ve never been a huge fan of Comfest. I don’t like mud, random naked people, random naked people covered in mud (or painted!) so this should come as a shock. Given this I had mixed feelings when I was told we would be performing Aster, Holger Gunn at Comfest but I convinced myself it would be fun.
But here’s the thing – it was fun! Sure, the lapel microphones we were supposed to be wearing to combat the ambient noise didn’t work out, leaving us screaming the show into stand microphones. Sure, the stage was awkward with the microphones placed willy nilly. Sure, I was so disgustingly hot and sweaty that I was grossed out that poor Andrew (Holger) had to kiss me…
But in spite of these things I could scarcely had enjoyed myself more. The outdoor atmosphere, the screaming, the staging, the different audience all changed the show in ways I couldn’t have imagined. This was not the Aster, Holger Gun I had come to know and love, no this was a different story entirely and yet also not.
So it turns out I don’t hate Comfest at all.