Hello my dear friends with connections to Utah.
It is time once again for me to do a quick personal plug for our annual Comedy Short Film Festival (www.gangreneproductions.com & www.facebook.com/gangrenefilmfestival). It is less than a week away (at the Ed Kenley Amphitheater in Layton, Utah on Friday, September 14th) and I would like to encourage you to attend for a multitude of reasons (several of which I have bullet-pointed the last couple of years on Blogmaster2000.com and on Facebook and will now copy and paste and update where necessary):
(My first structured stand-up comedy set that I put together for an Open Mic at a local club about 5 years ago with a good friend. I bombed, he performs all over now.)
(Originally posted on i-Pocalypse.com on 7-29-7)
Ok, I will admit right up front that I am only passingly familiar with the original John Waters movie on which the Broadway musical (and thus by extension this film version of the musical) was based, and even though I can hold my own in a casual film geek conversation that involves John Waters movies, I really can’t pull off an in depth critical conversation of his filmography. I have no real excuse other than to say that during that period in my life when Waters was making his cross over from truly independent film to more mainstream type fair I was busy watching independent foreign horror and martial arts movies (not much different than what I do today). Having said that, based on how sweet and fun the story was for this movie, I might go back and revisit the whole Waters’ oeuvre.
(Originally posted on i-Pocalypse.com on 9-22-07)
It is funny how the Flaming Lips just kind of snuck up on me. I had never heard of them until the release of Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots in 2001, and even then I only came across them on accident when the album was being streamed online by AOL in pre-release. The title completely caught me off guard and made me smile, which isn’t always an easy thing to do. And really, that in a nutshell has pretty much been my whole experiences with the band ever since – continually doing something that catches me off guard and makes me smile. I think I connect mostly with their music for their alternately goofy and wise lyrics and for their seemingly endlessly restless searching nature. And now I am a fan – as big a fan as I can be of anything, anyway…
(Originally posted on i-Pocalypse.com on 12-03-05)
Alright, I admit it. I am way more sentimental about certain things than I really should be. It hampers me as a writer and it hampers me in all of the other non-writer… types of things… in which I engage… and stuff. This little failing of mine was really at its most evident to myself on a recent business trip to New York City. While there I tried to get tickets to see Monty Python’s Spam-A-Lot, but with the show being inexplicably sold out on a Thursday night and the only possible way of getting tickets being to stand in line and hope there was a cancellation, I opted instead to catch a performance of the musical stage adaptation of the classic family film Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.