Even in this age of limitless options, there’s something to be said for selectivity.
And it’s simply the vast array of nearly limitless options at this year’s Fringe Festival that turned me off to the whole thing.
Forgive me if I am seemingly echoing the the famous complaint of Emperor Joseph II about The Marriage of Figaro – “Too many notes, Mozart” (I only know that line from a cable movie that was on all the time when I was a kid). My criticism is simply about a lack of any real guiding philosophy or theme for the festival, not just a criticism of all the hipster jerks who think they’re smarter than anybody else.
On this subject, I believe that I’m correct. Let’s take a look:
First complaint;
Drugs Delaney
blah, blah, blah…I hate Kansas City…blah,blah,blah…
Randy Bobandy
Honestly, not even the Edinburgh fringe festival is that good.
Chip
of course it “failed” – tony is incapable of writing a sentence about kc without the word “Fail” in it. Tony, your whole life is an “EPIC FAIL”