Friday November 11th 2016
Today I slept until 11am. I was exhausted from the last two days of prayforming and seeing shows. Sis and I decided we would take tonight off and have dinner instead. I did more colorful makeup and we went to the park.
Dan Rubin and Tina came to see us today. We talked about Trump of course. All of us were still reeling from it. The prayformance today wasn’t as great as yesterday, but Tina and Dan made it better. They are such great supporters of our work. The ballerina girl came and played her boom box even closer to us today. We were both so annoyed I went over and asked her nicely to turn it down. She did, but it was still obnoxious. The beauty of this time for us is the darkness and the silence. It’s what we wait for all year. That’s the one thing above all else we really miss by performing in public. Silence. In public we’re lucky to get silence.
It was freezing by the time we finished. Dan and Tina hugged us and left. We packed up while Marcia blaster her boom box at the other end of the tunnel and sang. It’s really a shame the tunnel is being taken over by amplified, unoriginal performers. There’s nothing we can do about it, and it will only get worse as the years go by. All we can do is stay true to our art and keep going. We went upstairs to sit for an interview with a girl who watched our show today and yesterday. She asked us all the normal questions. It’s interesting to hear us talk about our life. We live a truly unique life, and we do it by ourselves through our own sheer willpower. It’s amazing.
We took the train home. Sis was already there. We had dinner and relaxed in our room the rest of the night.
Thursday November 10th 2016
Thoth was very energetic today. He’d had an epiphany about the election. I did light, sparkly makeup today. I was feeling much better. Sissy met us at the train. We went to the park and she went off to explore the city.
Carlos, the classical guitarist, was playing when we arrived at the Angel Tunnel. We could set up and start on time today. For the first half, when it was still light out, we had three songs people literally didn’t clap for. WTF?? I’ll never understand it. I glared at people, but said nothing. I want to say, “F’ing clap! It’s the least you can do!!” but I’ve learned to keep my mouth shut. That doesn’t mean I don’t ironically laugh with Thoth about it or say something to him about it while the audience is watching.
The second hour of prayformance changed %100. For some reason the ballerina girl, Lee, played her boom box really loud near the fountain while dancing. I thought she was our friend. Friends don’t do that. It’s rude. I wanted to ask her to turn it down, but I didn’t. She eventually left and we had silence for the end of the prayformance. We have a sweet little light we turn on that gathers people to us like moths to a flame. It’s a magical time for us.
Sis came to the tunnel and sat off to the side until we finished. For some reason she started gathering up our money when we finished. “Don’t touch our money sis.” I said while audience members asked for CDs and pictures. “I’m trying to help you.” she said. “You’re not helping.” I said. We packed up and sis told me she got tickets for us to see “Cirque Du Soleil’s Kurios”. That was exciting, but it would be a long trip for us. It was up past 125th Street at Randal’s Island. Thoth was sad he had to walk home alone. My poor baby.
I hugged and kissed him goodbye and we walked to 59th Street on the east side. A Trump protester passed us with a sign. “Impeach Trump before January 20th.” I couldn’t have agreed more. I wish I could have gone to another protest. The trains at 59th and Lex were packed. We had to push our way on. Yuck. We took it to 125th and walked to the island. We had an interesting conversation about karma, which my sister doesn’t believe in.
It was a long and very strange walk to get there. There was no one around and it was dark. I got scared. Finally we made it to the tent, with 20 minutes to spare. We found our seats. They were off to the side, so we found other seats that were better. The show was incredible. The singer had a gramophone on her head. Cute. It inspired me to get better at what I do. I can put everything I see and feel into the prayformance. If someone gave us a bunch of money, we would put on an amazing show. One of the most beautiful shows ever.
We took the bus back to 81st Street and got home by midnight. Another long day!
Wednesday November 9th 2016
Oh my God. What a day today was! For the whole world it seems! I was so upset when my sister told me Trump won. I mean, WTF? How could this be true? Later I found out Hillary won the popular vote but didn’t win because of the electoral college. Shocking! I was disgusted, sad and scared. I never talk about politics or even pay attention to them, but now I was really feeling scared! It was too much to process. I felt like our work didn’t matter anymore if people were supporting such a horrible person like Trump.
I painted my face with dark makeup and tears streaming down my eyes to represent my anger and sadness towards the country. It was one of those immensely gloomy days, too. I couldn’t smile. No sun. Just clouds and darkness. Everyone seemed distraught and shocked. Any phone or newspaper I saw on the train had a picture of Trump on it. Disgusting pig!
We went to the Angel Tunnel to prayform. The accordion player was playing her 2 songs over and over. It was depressing. I didn’t want to play. We set up and got going a bit late. It didn’t matter. There was no one around to watch. The first half hour of playing was really hard, but the second half hour completely turned around. Three people purchased CDs. One woman said it was inspiring we are doing this regardless of the current political climate. I told her she made our day. “You made my day.” she said. We didn’t play our full two hours. No need to push on our first day playing after 3 days off. We were satisfied. God, we are so lucky. I had been feeling so hopeless, and left the tunnel feeling hopeful. That’s what prayformance does for us.
We took the train home, I got something to eat and went back out to 42nd Street to meet my sister. An anti-Trump protest was in procession. I was so full of anger and sadness still I began marching and chanting with them. It felt fantastic! Got a lot of my feelings out. I only had a short amount of time to walk the 10 blocks I had walked back to the theater. My dad called and said sister’s phone was dead and to meet her at the theater. I had 2 minutes. I raced over there and called for her. She was pissed at me. Oh well. I had wanted to continue protesting, but we had a concert to attend. Steve Vai!!
We got our tickets, put our earplugs in and went into sit down. Steve had just started playing. It was so loud both of us had thought to up and leave, but we got used to it. We were afraid we’d damage our ears. We were right next to the speakers. Vai said he doesn’t take anything too seriously, in regards to the election. It made me feel better. We had a great time. He played our favorite album, “Passion and Warfare.” It was amazing. It seemed like he looked at me a lot. He’s nuts! After the show I was hungry so we went to a burger place and then sis got ice cream. It’s hard because she’s in the Trump camp and I can’t talk to her about it without both of us getting upset. It was almost midnight when we got home. Long day!
Tuesday November 8th 2016
I was tired from last night seeing “Phantom” so I stayed home all day and acted. Thoth gave me some privacy and went to get frozen fruit and doughnuts. 🙂 Such a great husband he is! I’m so lucky. I get so turned on when I see Phantom. Weird, I know. He’s my icon. Acting is so weird too. It’s not physical. I turn myself on by pretending I’m Erik. My sister does it too. I’d never, ever show you, even if you asked me. Later when Thoth came home, I went out to have dinner at Times Square.