This week is the anniversary of two things I did creatively. Feels like by mid to late April the frost started defrosting enough to allow me to realize how little I've been doing every year. Two of my friends have invited me to help document their projects and these seemed to be as good of a time as any to ride their coat tails and try catching some artistic momentum off of their talent. Haste- Untitled official music video 2024 was the release of the Haste music video I directed and filmed formally. It was a half assed, impromptu, and ill prepared. Jim Chaos, a roommate I had during my college years, reunited his previously defunct punk hardcore band and invited me to their practice. I threw my camera, a newly acquired prime lens kit, and some cheap led lights into my car and hauled ass to the practice space. I feel like I was more excited over the prospect of essentially getting a free show than I was about film making. These guys had been making music for longer tha...
We're at it again. Different song, Same dance. The regulars are all here, few words to say. Like the judged waiting for their execution day. We said goodbye to our family. Goodbye to our loves. Goodbye to our siblings. Goodbye to our sons. For we're about to be cut off from civilization and rules. Relying on our selfs, eachother, our crafts, our tools. The young rambling on, nervous of the task. Me counting 365 'till i get back. Reposting this. I wrote this October 2010. I forgot I could write
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