B Street to Bear River

Bars and Measures - Treasure Chronicles

The Cast of Treasure Chronicles on the banks of the Bear River. L to R, Josh, Christian, Will, Joseph, Christina, and Waldo.

Had the good fortune this weekend to go up to Sacramento and see the World Premiere of Bars and Measures by Idris Goodwin at B Street Theatre.  It was the first time that I had been up there since the truncated run of Best Brothers, and it was great to see everyone and a real pleasure to see the show.

I got to Sacramento by 4pm to put myself on the waitlist for the 5pm show, but there was no show until 8pm, due to the fact that Bars and Measures was a B3 series...Not important.  I took it upon myself to do a little impromptu pub crawl around the local watering holes that I had frequented while working at B Street to pass the time.  Giants lost, Niners preseason, nice conversations with folks.

Bars and Measures is going to be produced A LOT.  It has a four person cast, you could stage it in a bunch of different ways, it has great music, which I hope will be licensed with the show.  The performances of the two brothers were truly beautiful.  Very glad that I had a chance to see it.  I knew the cast and director from socializing, but had not been in the room with them, and didn’t know a lot about the show.  It is tragic and sad, but also very funny.  A great time.

Next day was spent on the banks of the Bear River with the fine group of folks pictured above shooting a  flashback scene for the web series “Treasure Chronicles”.  It was a fun period shoot, with guns and yelling and fighting and whipping.  Yes, whipping.  The same whip crack that I learned for the China Stunt show still works very well with my eight foot bullwhip.  And in the canyon of the river, the crack reverberated incredibly loud.  A lot of fun.  You never know when you’re going to be have to crack a whip, so it’s always good to stay in shape.  Now if only Don could be imported to teach me the double overhead crack that he was so good at.

It was hot that day, and I know that 80° doesn’t sound like much, but when you’re yelling and screaming and carrying people over your shoulder up a hill in rocks and gravel, you get worn out.  Luckily, the other guys had to do that stuff, all I had to do was growl.  And whip.