The third annual Capital Fringe Festival opens tonight with a slate of 120 productions over 18 days at 20 venues in theaters, bars, tents and defunct Italian restaurants around town. City Paper will be covering the chaos on its Fringe & Purge blog, with veteran critics like Trey Graham and Glen Weldon, online producer Ted Scheinman and myself, as well as a phalanx of guest bloggers who will help us report back on the good, the bad, and the ugly of this year’s festival.
I’m actually at Fort Fringe as I type—formerly known as A.V. Ristorante Italiano—which the festival folks have artfully transformed into their guerilla headquarters, complete with offices in a crumbling bar, a two-tiered tent deemed the Baldacchino in the parking lot, and a permanent black box theater in what used to be a meat-curing pantry. I will be blogging live from here until the shows begin this evening—so if you want to know if the toilets will be working in time for the opening night party later, you know where to look for updates.
Oh yeah, there’s a party: 9 PM at Fort Fringe, 607 New York Avenue NW. But really this festival is all about the performances, so turn off your computers, get off your rolling chairs, and go check out a show or two or twenty. Then visit Fringe & Purge and let everyone know what you thought.