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Anatomy of a Kid Show
I have just gotten back from doing my first kid show in 25 years, and boy, did I learn a lot. First, some background: Ive been studying magic for 36 years, so Im not exactly a novice. Ive also done my share of kid shows back when I was a teenager trying to earn a few bucks. As many of you know, I took a 12 year hiatus and started to get back into magic last year, and along the way I have amassed quite a bit of stuff. When my daughters gymnastics teacher asked if I would do some magic for her summer camp, I eagerly volunteered. I spent a few evenings going through my closets full of gear and gradually put together a list of effects I thought would be appropriate for the size and age of the group: about two dozen 3 to 6 year olds. I spent hours rearranging the order, waiting for a natural flow between effects to appear, and then worked on my timing to get it all down to about 20 minutes, leaving 10 minutes for balloon animals. As I started to get into the spirit of rehearsal, I realized that even though I was doing this show for free that I stood an excellent chance of getting several referrals from this gym school. Not knowing what the Tulsa marketplace will bear, and not needing the money, I told myself that if this generated any future revenue I would put it back into my hobby and maybe do some more free shows for non-profit organizations. I loaded an old graphics program and designed a neat looking business card in about an hour using some quality, full color artwork from Husting's MagicClips. Then I printed them by using some Paperdirect business cards and my new $4000 1200 dpi Tektronix thermal wax color printer. I quickly turned out 100 really slick looking cards. Printing on demand. Its the only way to go. Getting nervous about the lack of a good closer, I visited the local magic shop, Top Hat Magic, owned and operated by fellow 4Fer Steve Lancaster. I let him talk me into buying a pair of Multiplying Bananas and Multiplying Bunnies, a squeaker, a magic coloring book, and an inexpensive oversized top hat with a false bottom. I reordered the effects and was ready for a dry run. The night before the show, I offered to perform a private magic show for my 2-½ year old daughter, Alex. She loved it but suggested I add A Day at the Circus because it was her favorite trick and she likes clowns. She was right, so I added it to the list. The next afternoon, about an hour before the show, I showered and shaved and spent twenty minutes looking for something to wear. It was an informal environment, but I always thought the magicians had to look professional. Weve also experienced one of the hottest summers in Tulsa's history: almost every day has been over 100 degrees and the humidity makes it feel even worse. I put on a salmon colored, short-sleeved silk pullover and a pair of light linen pants and was ready to go. I threw everything into my Mak Suitcase Table and loaded everything else into the car. Ten minutes later I was wheeling my stuff into the gymnasium waiting to the kids to clear out of the back party room where I would be performing. After kibitzing with the manager for a few minutes, I was finally allowed to the back room. The kids watched me through a large picture window as I set up and they smiled and waved excitedly. After a few minutes of prep, they let the kids in and I got started. The show moved fast, the kids kept shouting and laughing and clapping, and it was over before I knew it. Just as I was getting warmed up, it was time to wrap it up. I left out a few items as the show progressed based upon their reactions and demeanor. I liked having more than I needed to fill the time slot. It allowed me to be more flexible in my pecking order and trick selection. At the end I offered to make balloon animals and began to pumpem up. A big mistake here: being anal retentive I had previously separated all the of the colors of the balloons into their own respective zip lock bags. The premise here was that I wanted quick access to the childrens' favorite colors. This was a bad strategy. While each kid walked away with his favorite colored balloon doggie, it took more time than if I had simply pumped and twisted and moved on regardless of favorite colors. I thanked the kids as their teachers escorted them out, and I packed up the show, carefully making sure I had not left anything behind as I had done so frequently when I was a teenager. Once I was sure everything was in the case, I rolled it out and thanked the manager for having me. She offered to pay me for the balloons. I laughed and said, "No, thanks." I did ask her to put my stack of business cards on her counter and to refer work as it came up. She said she would. As I was loading my stuff into the trunk of my car, a Mom pulled up and asked if I was the magician and if I had any cards. I told her they were on the counter inside and to feel free to call me. I pulled away hot, tired, but oddly satisfied. I didnt do too badly and I might even get some repeat work out of it to help feed the hobby and the urge to perform. No doubt, you all have had many similar experiences, but I wanted to share some thoughts with you and bring them up for discussion elsewhere on the site:
Well, as you can see, I have learned a lot even after 35 years in magic, and I have lots of questions to ask all of you. In an effort to kick things off for the millennium, I am asking you all to click on the links and to respond to the questions. Lets get some damn dialogue going on here. The Internet is supposed to be interactive. If I wanted to talk to myself, I'd stare in the mirror:
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