Zelos-- One Mean Son Of A Gun

The I Am 8-Bit; Version 2.007 gallery show is swiftly approaching and I have finally decided what theme I am going to run with--- Konami's "Life Force"! In Japan, this shooter game was known as "Salamander" and it remains in my top 5 favorite NES games ever (yep, I just played it last night too).




In last year's piece, I portayed a dorky boy who wanted nothing more than to be pals with all his Nintendo heroes. This time I'm going to take a step back from getting too dark with that "kid who LIVES to play Nintendo" thing and just make a whimsical version of it. Whimsical feels right. And somehow make it work with a shallow shadowbox frame. With lights? What? I'm trying new things. Dual layers, people. Dual layers.

darlin' don't you go and...

Kent decided to shave his head.
I was there, Holga in hand.



















Finally got to pick up his V-day present too... Had to go directly to the artist's house!
I'm so glad I got to give this beautiful print as a gift:

manmanmanman

What are you doing on Thrusday the 5th of April? Well, I'll tell you, silly. You'll be dancing around like a crazed child as Man Man plays a TBD venue somewhere in the lovely city of Los Angeles! Join us please! More info on the venue as soon as I get it!



And don't forget about Deerhunter! They'll be opening up for the Pony's on April 14th at the Echo. This will be a great show. Will I see you there?

Now for the gewwwd news...

After 5 years in the music department of Disney's TV Animation, I am finally moving on to something else more fulfilling--- picture editing. I got the job!!!! *high pitch squeal* Yeah, it's for the same company but I'll be attached to ONE production (not 15 productions whilst juggling fiery dildos in a gorilla suit with the nipples cut out) as the asisstant editor and I'll finally be able to save money and my sanity-- but whatever on the latter.

"Alfalfa Brain Needs Love". What? Huh? That is the lovely name of my very first piano song that someone else might be writing lyrics for. Also figured out how to play Island's "Bucky Little Wing" on the pee-an-oh and might try to squeeze in a cover of it somewhere sometime at some show. The song actually hits a little close to home, what with all the shennanigans and goings on.

Heartbreaking

This has me all distraught this morning. So much so that my brain can't help but go to some (inevitable, and you know it) Pet Cemetery scenarios. I feel equally as bad for the people who were trying to save them. I just want to go home now and hug my dog, Oslo. So what if he looks as though he may start fires with those eyes... He's part deer, you know.

Noel Disses Thom, I Am Going To SXSW, Unicorn Earrings Are Gone and Other Surprises

Wow, a lot's been going on. So much so that I must blog about some of it.

Let's get to the first part of this huge headline. Totally ganked from Stereogum, BTW. If you know anything about me, then you know of my disdain for the later Radiohead albums and more recently, their sold out shows at the Hollywood Bowl. I don't want to get into it this early in the morning (with a stomach ache, no less), so I'll leave you with the words of the biggest player hater around, Noel Gallagher. Not to say that I'm all that impressed with Oasis' music over the years either but at least he has the balls to call people on their shit.
From NME:

Thom Yorke sat a piano singing,
'This is fucked up' for half-an-hour.
We all know that Mr Yorke.
Who wants to sing the news?
No matter how much you sit there
twiddling, going, 'We're all doomed,'
at the end of the day people will
always want to hear you play 'Creep'.
Get over it.

I heart this drawering. Ruddy fucking genius. Totally like captures the unbearable pain of being successful amidst a music industry that's like shite.






Also on the agenda is a trip to Austin for the movie magic portion of SXSW. It'll be my first time in Austin, at the festival itself AND seeing the fabulous Kent Osborne grace the big screen. He's starring in both a feature (Hannah Takes the Stairs) and a short (The Pipe)... not to mention the trailers played at various times throughout the festival.



What a fucking rockstar.

Here's a sad story if you're into sad stories and I know you are, Senor/Senorita Pity Party. A couple weeks ago, we got the most radical and to the extreme Thai massages from a place that Kent has been telling me about for a while. Afterwards at dinner, my heart jumped into my throat when I noticed that the little gold stud unicorn earrings from my childhood I was wearing earlier that day were most definately not in my ears. Um, no biggie though. Yeah. I knew exactly where I left them at the massage place and it had only been about an hour since I walked out the door. Or so I thought. After calling the place and even going back there a few minutes later, the earrings seemed to have completely vanished. Everyone played dumb as I asked myself into a blackhole of unanswered questions. Argh. My head drooped and my previously relaxed upper back tensed up. I looked around the waiting area of the place as I dragged my defeated ass out the door. The staff looked at me with savory contempt. Or was it just plain savory blood lust? Wait! Holy shit! That's it! THEY ARE VAMPIRES!! Why else would they want the innocent and unwavering power of eternal youth that my unicorn earrings emit?? Now I must fight an unholy war to get them bacK!! What will happen if this power is harnessed by the wrong hands??!!



See, that was a great story. It had both UNICORNS AND VAMPIRES... I fucking deliver, yo. But it still doesn't bring back my earrings. :(



Okay, here comes the lame. I'm gonna gush for a sec cause fuck you, this is my blog. Remember when I said that 2007 is gonna be a great year and that there is so much to look forward to? Well, turns out I was right. And it's all gonna make for some great polaroid (while the film lasts, of course) pics and blogging fodder. Woo!



See you in Austin.