I have been thinking back on some of my early experiences in magic and came across something I had written that reminded me of the following show. I would get a kick out of hearing others adventures in magic if you are willing to share.
In the early eighties I was performing in the SF Bay Area and was recruited by an agency to present a show at a local senior center. Unbeknownst to me, it was a home for cognitively impaired seniors suffering from Alzheimers and a variety of other psychoses. Below is an account of the experience
After the introduction, I began the performance showing a tube empty. At that moment a woman in the back row stood up and starting yelling Liar, Dirty Pig Liar repeatedly (I must have said it was empty). Fortunately, after a few moments two men dressed in prototypical white suits walked up behind her and lifted her over the back row hustling her off As she continued to shout liar dirty pig liar. Interestingly, the rest of the audience seemed remarkably indifferent to the scene and so I continued.
A few effects later I was producing volumes of spring flowers which were cascading to the floor when another woman, apparently touched by the magic, crawled to my feet picking up the flowers saying Flowers, pretty flowers over and over until help arrived and I presented her with a flower to take to her room.
Naturally at that point I was ready to get out of there and the next few effects occurred without incident until my finale. Seconds before the final climax/reveal, a gentleman in the front row stood up as I was holding my prop aloft and stepped right up to me to shake my hand for the wonderful show
That was the last show I did for that agency, but it is a wonderful memory of what can happen once the show begins.
Anyone else have an adventure in magic to share?