I have a confession to make: I am somewhat of a Minnesota Fringe poseur.
Two years ago, I volunteered for the fringe and I got to see, I think, like 6 shows or so. Every other year I see maybe 3 or 4 if I’m lucky. I’m always touting the importance of supporting the arts through volunteerism and patronage. And yet, when I find myself in the throngs of die-hard Fringers, sporting their Ultra passes, on their 3rd, 4th, or 5th show of the DAY, I can’t help but feel like I’m one of those kids who is like, “Yeah, I’m TOTALLY into Macklemore/Mumford and Sons/insert pseudo indie #upandcoming popular artist” who can only hum the lines to one song.
So, it was with that mindset of feeling somewhat out of place that I set out on Saturday for my first show of the 2013 Fringe season: Buckets and Tap Shoes. Luckily, the show itself served to melt my insecurities almost immediately with it’s quirky, refreshing, and totally unpretentious performances.