What if "Sweetie Pie" were given a standard, really bad techno remix? Here's a taste.
The scary thing is, I think something like this would really be a hit at a rave. Pass the ecstasy!
Monday, December 24, 2007
"Sweetie Pie" -- Techno-fied!
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Hit and Run: The Harry Potter Complex
Not an attempt to win an Oscar, just a simple means to scratch a creative itch.
"Sweetie Pie"
As a follow up to the Neil Diamond post, I just wanted everyone to be able to hear the tune to the lyrics of "Sweetie Pie," written by a very young Shark. If I ever get a hold of the original recording, I will digitize it and post it as well.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
The Closest I'll Ever Get to a Video Journal
A surprising turn of events:
(Really I'm just playing with some ideas I have and wanted to see how Blogger's video tool works. Or is it really as simple as I would have you believe?)
Friday, December 14, 2007
Dreams: Stacy Keach and Wannabe Mariachis
Last night I had a dream that JKC, Cabeza and I were sitting in a car together, watching three middle-aged Mexican guys walk down the street, from bar to bar, looking for work as players in a mariachi band.
Quite suddenly, the car door flies open and we find none other than Stacy Keach glaring inside. He then starts yelling at us, telling us that we're interfering in an investigation he and his team are conducting in regards to those three Mexicans.
We all sit there, gazing at him in speechless bewilderment, when he gets even more up close and personal -- right up in my grill -- and starts jabbing his finger at my shoulder, still telling us off. What I'm trying not to convey at this point is that his constant jabbings are actually starting to tickle me.
I manage to hold it in, until it reaches a breaking point when his index finger comes into contact with my belly, at which point I let out a Pillsbury Dough Boy-esque "teehee!" At this, Stacy pauses and stares at me curiously. He prods me again, forcing another giggle, and after thinking for a moment he proceeds to deliver an all-out tickle with all the fingers on that hand, located entirely on my stomach.
There was more to this dream, as I remember waking up and thinking that I would want to make sure I mentioned "both" celebrities in my blog, but that's all I remember.
Analysis:
I can be a pretty ticklish guy sometimes, which may explain the one point. And lately I've had moments where I've missed having JKC as a roommate, so that would explain the other. The three Mexicans may come from the fact that I live in "Little Mexico" and see Mexican guys walking around the street all the time. But Stacy Keach (watch the clip from about 10:07 to 10:30)? I haven't even thought about him OR any of his work in some time. He's by far the most random factor in this dream.
Conclusion:
It's too bad I can't make a film of this. I'm pretty sure Stacy Keach would be out of my budget.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Speaking of Film Festivals
My last post reminded me of a short film festival hosted by Clone High, the fictional cartoon high school that was the title figure of a short-lived, yet hilarious, show on MTV.
The show had an off-color joke here and there (how could you not when some of the most popular kids at the school are JFK's clone and an over-sexed clone of Cleopatra?), but overall I'm sad that it was never picked up for a second season.
Another delightful moment: George Washington Carver's clone introducing himself.
Finally, I think Mitt Romney would have greater success in his campaign if he had more ads like this:
Monday, December 10, 2007
From "Somewhere in Time" to "Rock-A-Doodle": What's Next?
This film gets a point for casting Chris Plummer, who won our hearts in "The Sound of Music" as the Von Trapp father and in "Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country" as the Shakespeare-quoting Klingon General Chang.
On the other hand, the film gets minus two points for depicting a kid getting bullied around by some tough film nerds. I just have a hard time picturing any scenario in which a group of snooty jocks pin a classmate to a locker and make threats regarding his entry in a film festival. Most jocks I knew in high school were too concerned with underage drinking and popularity to care about the arts.
In any case, the trailer does pique my curiosity. What will its theme be? Redemption through filmmaking (the elderly rediscovering themselves as they help the young reach their potential)? What it takes to be a sincere artist (the line where Plummer chides the kid for being wishy-washy about his story - "A director has to KNOW!")? Selling out vs. creativity?
One of my concerns is that maybe this story has been done already in recent years. I just hope that Plummer doesn't try his hand at ebonics.
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