
Sometimes things just work out. I hadn’t planned to attend the IBM – SAM convention in Louisville, but things fell into place a few weeks ago. I had booked a two-week holiday on the west coast of America, but at the last minute, a number of things fell into place that allowed me the time to fly ahead a week early.
As I have reviewed the entire convention for MAGIC Magazine (more on that in a future post), I wasn’t intending on posting a great deal on the Clog about the convention, but after reminiscing, I realised that I had a lot of stories to share and most importantly people to thank so I had to write something.
With a large British contingent flying over to Vegas, being one of the few in my group of friends that couldn’t originally make it, I decided not to tell them of my attendance and instead surprise them when I got to Louisville! They were (luckily) happy to see me and along with my roommate Joshua Jay and good friends Rune Klan and Karl Hein (who, despite the name, isn’t actually German), they made the whole convention incredibly worthwhile.
There was plenty of time between events at the convention, which gave me the opportunity to spend time with friends. My closest friends in magic come from all over the globe, so this convention meant a lot in that respect: for some, it’s the first time I’ve seen them for over a year. Others live on my doorstep (it’s not too comfortable, but they manage), but it was still a lot of fun hanging out with them.
Richard Hatch and Charlie Randall of H&R stocked my books at the convention and did an incredibly good job as I met a lot of people who had purchased them and wanted to see some of the items performed. 52 Memories was the most popular of the books and I was thrilled to be able to perform Jack’s magic for people who wanted to get a sneak preview. One night, I had a two-hour long session on magic from the book and that was a lot of fun.
Weirdly for me, I didn’t perform as much magic as I normally do at a convention. The social aspect took over and I relished the time with my friends. The whole convention felt a lot more social and with just a few events each day it made it easier to just hang out without having to worry about what you may be missing.
The magic was great too though. With lectures on close-up magic from Jim Steinmeyer, Jon Racherbaumer, David Ben, David Williamson and more, all close-up guys had a great time! I’ll be covering all of that in great depth in MAGIC Magazine, so I think it’s time to address some of the real scoop* that’s not fit to print in a magazine convention review.
- Rune and I had noticed that magicians can’t stand in an elevator without making a joke about something. So, I decided to get my own back and do a one-man stand-up routine every time I used the elevator. “Just to let you know, the button for floor six is broke, so you need to hit three twice.” “Wow, are we in an elevator or is gravity failing again?” Yup, I got my own back with those; potentially the worst gags of all time.
- Like many people at the convention, my name badge had a misprint. Mine, however had a 6,000 mile misprint as it said that I was from Nevada. I, of course, kept up with my new identity and convinced half of the magic world that I now live in Vegas. So, if you’re coming to see me there, I’m afraid you won’t find me.
- I needed to use the bathroom and so did Karl (still not German) and Rune. They’d finished before me and were talking about false shuffles. I could hear the riffles, but being in a stall made it difficult for me to see the actual move. So Karl obliged and reached under the door to show me the move. Unfortunately, I still couldn’t see it; it turned out that he got the wrong stall and someone else got to see the show instead! Sorry; whoever you were.
That’s all for now. I was away from home for over three weeks and am just settling back in. I hope to be posting more about the magical portions of my holiday soon.
* Shame on you if you thought that was the interesting stuff. That stuff just ain’t fit to print!