The last time I saw Matt Maldre
I would like to retitle this entry as follows:
The last time I saw Matt Maldre, Man of Action!
I gave Matt a call on a Thursday about a plan for Friday night, to see if he indeed was the Man of Action I took him to be when we first met. He seemed to me to be the type to be ready to do just about anything that sounded good to him at any moment, and he would come packing an aplomb of excitement and fun. (not certain aplomb really works in that sentence, but if it doesn’t in terms of meaning, it works in terms of it’s graphical resemblance to bomb, and that it’s something he comes packing.)
I asked, hey, are you up for a hybrid kung-fu-matial-arts-narrative dance performance?
He was. He did. He’s awesome.
It didn’t hurt our evening that the show itself was pretty neat, like nothing that I had seen before. The Matt-time I got was limited to the minutes before the show which included learning a quick kung fu move, doing the wave, and being entertained by the silent ‘house staff’/performers. Afterwards we had lengthy talks on the train ride north.
A good time, a good man.