Omnivorous readers have a reputation for being profound thinkers. Having a good grasp of everything, they can converse with anyone about any topic.
To make it to the list of intellectuals, I read everything that is dangled to me. It is a time-consuming habit, but I invest several hours a day on it just so I could sound erudite.
New Moves – magicians in the Philippines—and all over the world —love new moves. They admire manual dexterity. They love knuckle-busting methods to manipulate billiard balls. Fingers that twist as if with arthritis during a difficult sleight-of-hand get admiring “oohs” and “aahs”, even though the magic is lost due to the contorted configuration of the hand.
They speak a peculiar jargon. They call red cloths silks, instead of handkerchiefs.
They call a silver ball Zombie, although it doesn’t look like one that comes straight out of the TV series The Walking Dead.
Some magicians think they know everything and need no more input from other performers. Worse, they are so set in their ways of doing things that even if they see value in other people’s views they are no longer willing to change.
I follow a different tack. I listen to everybody and harvest nuggets of genius from everyone.
Many magicians in the audience thought we did a Steinmeyer illusion.
That’s partly correct. Only the well-posted Bob Dureza got it right. It was Jarett’s 21-Person Cabinet from Jim Steinmeyer’s the Complete Jarett.
Contrary to rumors, I am a human being.
I have emotions to handle. The tear ducts in my eyes shed tears.
I have had bookers asked me to do shows for cancer-stricken children. Performing for sick kids has opened my eyes to an awful truth: I suck at emotion management.
Those daring to present a talking performance usually opt for the easy way. They use a generous amount of clichés in their scripts.
Clichés are expressions that have lost the power to touch the emotion due to years of overuse.
I’ve listed a few below. I hate them because I once made them parts of my show. But one day I had an epiphany. I realized I’ve grown tired of them.
What does this mean? my magician friends ask.
I don’t know what that means. I was not there, so I didn’t hear the words the children used.
If the children talked in French, I wouldn’t know either. Even though I speak 10 foreign languages perfectly, seven of those languages I don’t understand.
French is one of the seven I don’t understand.