I'm learning to learn all over again.
With constant reminders to carry a pen.
For inspiration goes as swift as they come.
So with a pen I remember- I will flee from this slum.
To do what I love and love what I do.
I'm learning that this is all I want to pursue.
Perfection is boring so I won't waste my time.
But I will waste it on these moments combined.
For moments are more precious than any possession.
For they will add up to the sweetest affection.
It's hard to know where the road will end up.
But sometimes it's harder to just giddyup.
It's never too late to try something new.
Just to do anything will make you the few.
Stand out a little, don't try to blend in.
And do it with heart, for they'll make you give in.
For nobody cares as much as you think.
Just carry on, life moves in a blink.
Don't listen to cynics, they don't know what to do.
Do what you love and love what's in you.
So let's giddyup and get up and get moving.
Hard work will work hard so get up and get moving!
-Your Clown
Friday, November 30, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
For You
I am lucky and I am blessed.
I am allowed at times to call myself best.
I am not too short or not too tall.
I am just about right for anything at all.
I am able to love and able to give.
I am open to be loved and open to live.
I am stupid at times but brighter at most.
I am stupid enough to know when to boast.
I am somewhat inspired yet often I am not.
I am giving each moment all that I've got.
I am growing and I know I'll continue to grow.
I am doing my best to make it a show.
I am not exercising my demons, I wasn't born gifted.
I am doing this for you and for you I stay lifted.
I am a friend to most people and an enemy to few.
I am prone to thinking that everyone's my crew.
I am working toward excellence and not for perfection.
I am dreaming a dream for my dream since conception.
I am a martyr to shame and it may not make sense.
I am what parents might call incredibly dense.
I am your colleague, your co-worker, your friend and your clown.
I am, and always will be, your frown upside-down.
-Your Clown
I am allowed at times to call myself best.
I am not too short or not too tall.
I am just about right for anything at all.
I am able to love and able to give.
I am open to be loved and open to live.
I am stupid at times but brighter at most.
I am stupid enough to know when to boast.
I am somewhat inspired yet often I am not.
I am giving each moment all that I've got.
I am growing and I know I'll continue to grow.
I am doing my best to make it a show.
I am not exercising my demons, I wasn't born gifted.
I am doing this for you and for you I stay lifted.
I am a friend to most people and an enemy to few.
I am prone to thinking that everyone's my crew.
I am working toward excellence and not for perfection.
I am dreaming a dream for my dream since conception.
I am a martyr to shame and it may not make sense.
I am what parents might call incredibly dense.
I am your colleague, your co-worker, your friend and your clown.
I am, and always will be, your frown upside-down.
-Your Clown
Friday, September 23, 2011
it's like that one song where the guy and the girl sing about having the time of their lives
So, I posted my last blog on the day before we departed for our tour. Almost exactly two months have passed since. I've been home for four days. I've been back on my grind for one day. And today I feel like I've got my shit together. Somewhat.
I had the time of my life. I really fucking did. I saw things. Things I haven't seen in my entire life. My ENTIRE life. I know this is a widely understood concept for most people but seeing something you haven't seen in your entire life is still, well, something you haven't seen in your entire life. Like seeing a hand with two palms. It's something that shouldn't be taken for granted because the next time you see it you'll never feel the same way for it again. I felt things. Felt things in my heart for people that I never have before. I felt the love of strangers letting other strangers into their homes and being not only OK with it but also require it. "You're staying here tonight," was something we heard often. Sometimes it was because we were too drunk to make it anywhere on our own... but still! These strangers made us feel like we were the only people in their lives at that moment. Mi-gawd, how amazing! What a feeling it is to be cared for! No wonder women gripe about the absence of chivalry. Chivalry's amazing!
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I'll eventually get around to recapping on all the cities but I'll just talk about Minny for now because it was cray...
Minnesota and the Minnesota Fringe Festival was, in a word, liberating. And we made so many new friends! And we played with them pretty much the entire time! So fun to see groups of artists be a group with their group in the company of our group. So beautiful to be with people who are all excited to be experiencing an experience together. Manic first date energy bubbling. The whole town buzzing. I never wanted to sleep. You should know though that none of the people we played with were actually from Minnesota. We were all freaks from elsewhere, the "Out-of-Towners." We Out-of-Towners stuck together and said, "To hell with everyone else, we're having our own fun." And I guarantee no one had as much fun as we did. We even had one of those, party-till-the-cops-show-up-while-we're-naked-in-the-creek, moments. But what made Minnesota so amazing was how accommodating of us freaks they were. Everything we did was OK with everyone. We were allowed to post up our postcards in any establishment. They would say things like, "Oh, I love clowns," instead of the usual "Ew." They laughed at our antics. Encouraged it even. I guess basically, no one took themselves that seriously. How incredibly liberating. And for you Out-of-Towners, you guys will forever have a place in my heart. Yes, YOU... Poetic Rebounders, Red Hamleters, Cedar Rapiders, and Core Projecters. Shit was bananas.
I had the time of my life. I really fucking did. I saw things. Things I haven't seen in my entire life. My ENTIRE life. I know this is a widely understood concept for most people but seeing something you haven't seen in your entire life is still, well, something you haven't seen in your entire life. Like seeing a hand with two palms. It's something that shouldn't be taken for granted because the next time you see it you'll never feel the same way for it again. I felt things. Felt things in my heart for people that I never have before. I felt the love of strangers letting other strangers into their homes and being not only OK with it but also require it. "You're staying here tonight," was something we heard often. Sometimes it was because we were too drunk to make it anywhere on our own... but still! These strangers made us feel like we were the only people in their lives at that moment. Mi-gawd, how amazing! What a feeling it is to be cared for! No wonder women gripe about the absence of chivalry. Chivalry's amazing!
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I'll eventually get around to recapping on all the cities but I'll just talk about Minny for now because it was cray...
Minnesota and the Minnesota Fringe Festival was, in a word, liberating. And we made so many new friends! And we played with them pretty much the entire time! So fun to see groups of artists be a group with their group in the company of our group. So beautiful to be with people who are all excited to be experiencing an experience together. Manic first date energy bubbling. The whole town buzzing. I never wanted to sleep. You should know though that none of the people we played with were actually from Minnesota. We were all freaks from elsewhere, the "Out-of-Towners." We Out-of-Towners stuck together and said, "To hell with everyone else, we're having our own fun." And I guarantee no one had as much fun as we did. We even had one of those, party-till-the-cops-show-up-while-we're-naked-in-the-creek, moments. But what made Minnesota so amazing was how accommodating of us freaks they were. Everything we did was OK with everyone. We were allowed to post up our postcards in any establishment. They would say things like, "Oh, I love clowns," instead of the usual "Ew." They laughed at our antics. Encouraged it even. I guess basically, no one took themselves that seriously. How incredibly liberating. And for you Out-of-Towners, you guys will forever have a place in my heart. Yes, YOU... Poetic Rebounders, Red Hamleters, Cedar Rapiders, and Core Projecters. Shit was bananas.
My faith in humanity has not dwindled. People can exist without the knowledge of other people not knowing that you exist. Weird for someone who's lived here his whole life.
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So a special THANK YOU to these people who opened up their homes to us along the way:
Dicky, Dicky's friend that wasn't home, Kevin's fam, Lisette, Johnny and Sam, MJ, The House of Broken Dreams guy, The Safers, The Jones', Duch-towny, and DJ Meowmix
And a huge THANK YOU to everyone who donated to help us get our show in front of as many audiences as we did! Your special gifts from Kickstarter are on their way!
And a monster THANK YOU to those who support us at our shows! We are thrilled to have your support and we love representing Los Angeles as our home. All I ask for is continued support in our pursuit to keep it going. We can only get better and stronger with the help of you guys and your humor which helps us understand how we can find the funny for the rest of the world. Thank you for allowing us to have the time of our lives.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Clown Car Chronicles
In one day and a half I will be embarking on a trip with the Clowns to half-way across America and back. Fortunately, our show has been met with enough praise and attention for us to understand that this is something worth sharing and investing more time into. And while traveling to Minnesota and back may not be news for the common traveler, it's something worth mentioning on my thingy because, well, even though my thingy is not as adventurous as your thingy it still wants to feel like it is.
FOUR CLOWNS has been a weird and fantastical journey that continues to get weirder, and as we grow to become whole on this trip we hope for greater chemistry and understanding of ourselves and of the show. As we perform at different cities, my hope is be open and to absorb what every place has to give. Everyday I am on this trip I vow to push my level of creativity to its wits end and exhaust myself physically in experiencing everything I possibly can. Safely. I've also decided to keep the usage of social media platforms down to a minimum with the exception of the Clown Car Chronicles which is a blog we all will be posting onto Bitter-Lemons while we're gone.
Friends and loved ones, thanks so freakin' much to you who have pledged to us fiscally and an equally big thank you to who support us with your lourve. With the wind at our backs and beneath our wings, we set sail to conquer all cities and fringe festivals in our path! ROOAR!
If you'd like to receive postcards from me at any of these places along the way please email me your address: Raymomomo@gmail.com or message me.
Bbaai
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
R&J!
FOUR CLOWNS: ROMEO & JULIET opens!!
We are emerging from our clowncoon to bring you our latest and greatest show! We are overjoyed with the amounts of love and praise you’ve showered us with and we can only find it in ourselves to give you more in return. So come one, come all to FOUR CLOWNS: Romeo & Juliet!
FOUR SHOWS ONLY @ Hollywood Fringe Festival
Thursday, June 16 @ 8pm
Saturday, June 18 @ 5:30pm
Friday, June 24 @ 10:30pm
Saturday, June 25 @ 7:30pm
Fringe Central: Art/Works Theatre Mainstage
6569 Santa Monica Blvd.
Los Angeles, CA 90038
(east of La Brea, west of Vine)
tickets $10 at www.fourclowns.org or 562.508.1788
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