Saturday, January 28, 2012

The Antenna Diaries

Maybe that should be The Music Video Diaries. Finished the Oblivians' "Vietnam War Blues" video. Totally rockin'. Lots of transparencies. I guess that's my theme. It's like when Lisa Simpson ate Apu's spicy Indian food - "I can see through time!" I can see through time to December 17, 1994, 1588 Madison Avenue.

"They're raw, they're nasty! They're the sound of Memphis Underground!" John Thomas makes a little cameo at the beginning. Lots of cameos - Richard Martin, Kim McCarthy, Colin, Patrick Ferris, some incredibly drunk guy in a yellow tshirt that I am perpetually amused with.

Submitting that and Hickory to the Crossroads Music Video Showcase, in Jackson MS. Ugh. Lots of ghosts in that closet.

Meanwhile, back on the movie ranch: the new timeline is going swimmingly. Swimmingly going. Ladedah. Moved Calculated X to right after Rock America, which, duh. How did we not see that? Moving the Modifiers to the end of the original Act 1, so the energy is more concentrated. We can move from them right into Angerhead that way. Smooth. Bam bam bam right into hardcore, which they were more than anyone, or at least they were the most purely punk.

Some things just make so much more sense now. thanks, Craig. I always want to call him Craigula, but that's a completely different person.

If I had a whole lot of money I would like to live here , but not all the time.

I think we can get thru the original Act 2 this weekend. I hope.

It's all based on broader strokes now, on energy. This is it in a nutshell:

There was no place to play.

There was a place to play! Woo!

There was no place to play.

Here is the highly stylized graph, for those who want a visual on how the magic happens. I don't know what that brown thing is at about 1984.

Friday, January 13, 2012

The Antenna Diaries

So much time off makes me antsy to work. Not that job, this job. Maybe Monday? Please, Herr Direktor? Or at the latest, Tuesday?
The invisible pests are making us anxious.

LFM 11th anniversary party tonight. They have a lot of parties, which is good because it means I don't have to have as many.

Possibly interviewing Mike Watt tonight, at the Buccaneer, before or after or somewhere about his show. I probably just jinxed it. Pretend I never mentioned it

I need to get my hair did. Every time I think I want to be tonsorially normative, I see a picture of Debbie Harry or Terri Nunn and I want to keep up the two-tone. Or is it three? Why can't I make up my mind?

We spent the afternoon in the laundromat on Madison, down from the Antenna. I remember being there with Jace, who is dead now, I think probably from years of drug abuse but I never really heard.  I kept a slouchy green Gap shirt I bought in 1989 that I probably should have Goodwilled. Being there made me want to listen to Nirvana.



Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The Antenna Diaries

Writing at Otherlands.


The Antenna Diaries

Back to work. Write the treatment. Finish, etc.
Interesting discussion last night about possibly premiering at Indie Memphis anyway. Pretty convincing argument.

And then, out of the blue, this guy emerges.