Thursday, April 23, 2009

Push the buzzer, enter the door, meet in the hall, lean with the wall, kiss till it hurts.


Perhaps money is not important in the least.

Find the man who finds the money, invest the money, make a film, sell it, make more money, sign a contract, pay the investors, hire union actors, make another film, sell it, make more money, tour festivals, meet asshole directors, meet wonderful directors, steal the lady from New York, record a few records, tour, cameo a few projects, get married, produce a young filmmaker's project, make a third film, re-new contract, win a golden globe, buy land, build a farm, ride horses, grow vegetables, have child number one, write fourth film, go fishing, learn to fly a plane, finance a restaurant in NY, make fourth film, make more money, buy a flat in Paris and/or London, wear sunglasses, suit, and skinny tie.

Meet the parents this weekend. Sign the lease.

If you haven't, watch John Cassavetes' SHADOWS... please do.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Entry #1/Where in the world is Tiffany Topol

One day left to pack.

Sound Devices 744T Recorder. Check.
Sound Devices 422 Field Mixer. Check.
Shoeps Mic Kit. Check.
Wireless Lav kit. check.
Boom Pole. Check.
Cables, mole skin, batteries, run bag, misc crap... check.

Back in two weeks. Considering the awkward moments at the dentist office when you were a 14 year old adolescent and the nurse cleaned your teeth while pressing hidden and presumably perfect breasts against the side of your chest.

Also considering the awkward moment when you were twenty eight and your voice cracked while trying to be charming in front of the attractive teacher at the school you work at.

IN THE FUTURE>
On this here blog of sorts...
Adventures Documented. Stories shared. Band news a plenty. A few choice photos. Possible witty banter.