Stop your crying, sky. I want the rush of storm to be of flame, not wind with water.

THE CIRQUE DE FLAMBE PRESENTS

In The Shadow of The Giant

Dates:
Sat., Sun., May 21, 22, 2005

Time:
All shows – 9:30 p.m.

Location:
1601 Ontario St. at 1st Ave., Vancouver, BC
Science Center Sky Train
100 meters to the south of the Science Center along False Creek

Cost:
$20.00 Adults
$10.00 Children under 15
Free to children under 5 (Parental guidance suggested, as performance includes unusual acts of fire and pyrotechnics)
Free parking on site

Tickets for Adults available on site or pre sale at the following stores :
Red Cat Records 4307 Main St 604-708-9422
Zulu Records 1972 W4th Ave 604-738-3232
Scratch Records 726 Richard’s St. 604-687-6355
Highlife Records 1317 Commercial Dr. 604-251-6964
Noize Records 540 Seymour St. 604-681-7007

Tickets for Children available on site only

Encouraged:
Bring lawn chairs and blankets

Vancouver, BC – Victoria weekend in May brings the world’s only flaming vaudeville circus, the Cirque de Flambe. The latest production of this local troupe, In the Shadow of the Giant, will set Vancouver into a fantastical burst of inflamed clowns, Robots and Jugglers.

In the Shadow of the Giant is the collaborative by-product of 33 artists’ imaginations, made uniquely evocative when combined with fire. “Cirque de Flambe prides itself on taking fire to new heights of beauty, comedy and awe,” said Maque DaVís, Artistic Director. “In true circus style, we use our hard-won skills in performances that play with on our audiences’ natural apprehension of fire, while stealthily employing safety precautions that assuage even the toughest Fire Captain.”

With vaudevillian flair, the Master Wizard ringmaster guides us through the Cirque de Flambe tall tales of laughable bravado and blunders. All ages will leave with fond childhood memories, except now those memories crescendo with more pyrotechnically-armed fire performers per square foot than any childhood could ever imagine.

In the Shadow of the Giant’s displays are brought to a resounding vibrancy by the Fremont Philharmonic. Orchestrations are 99.99% original music by Seattle composers Fred Hawkinson, Stuart Zobel and Jeremy Reinhold. “We are going to ridiculous lengths to please you,” assures band leader, Fred Hawkinson. “Calisthenics, diet regimes, fireproofing and something brand new.”

Cirque de Flambe has presented West Coast performances including Spokane First Night, Utah Arts Festival, the Bellevue Art Museum, Northwest Folklife Festival, Edmonton Fringe Festival, Seattle Fringe Festival, Tacoma First Night, Burning Man Arts Festival and numerous local appearances.

Walked through rain last night, beating water rain, the sort that drives to soak through your coat.

It was brought up repeatedly yesterday that my birthday is in a week. Folk have been asking what sort of wee gift I would like for my annual number switch and I’ve decided it’s time to proclaim it. I want every single last one of you who is available to dress in your most typical clothing and come with me in a large group to have our portraits taken somewhere like Sears. I think it would be fabulous. Everyone toss in five to ten dollars and I think we could cover it adequately. I’m thinking horrid blue sponge wash backgrounds and awful prom photos. I’m thinking those family portraits what happened when you were ten and thought that goofy headbands were cool. I don’t expect this to happen before my birthday, as apparently there’s only a week left, but in early June I want this organized. Spread the word, find out when people could come.

It hasn’t been very long. My dreams are out there, fluttering and pretending to fly, managing without me. The air smells like fire and rain, a strange combination maybe, anywhere but here. Instead, this is usual. This evening tableau, I saw it in the forest of my hair three weeks ago. I even knew he would bleed. I swabbed his cuts with alcohol on a damp cloth and lay him on his side. I see a child in his painfully hurt eyes, but not one of mine. This one loves me with the breath of gods again. My teeth are the stars and from my tongue hangs the moon.

Tonight is the Fire Circus. It was last night as well, but I haven’t been keeping track of days well enough to have set myself up to go. I saw posters up two weeks ago and avowed then to go. Tickets are 20 a head, which is rich, but I’m hoping someone will want to go with me. So far I think I’ve a chance of roping in Inevitable Bill. Which reminds me, Travis is back from Egypt and is going to be moving into Gamer Hall this upcoming month. This is a happy thought. I get too gloomy, I shall endeavor to remind myself of it. I’m not sure what sort of show there’s going to be tonight, but I don’t think it’s particularly going to matter. They can be bought at Noize, Scratch, Zulu, and likely one or two other alt record shops.