Peter Gabriel is a God
It's been a long time since we posted words on this little blogger. And to think, there are five aspiring writers working on this production (though after 'Higher Power' I feel myself moving towards a lucrative career in finance).
I first must express my disappointment in our director Chris Plante. Not for any reasons involving the current show, but for complete disregard of my wishes. I could have sworn that I asked to post the video entitled 'Episode II: Larke's Murder', but this request was not received. Littler and I have found a neat way of passing the time in Lee's Summit by creating these Vlogs and it is the only thing (besides 'Higher Power' of course) that keeps us entertained.
Now, on to more important business.
I would like to congratulate Chris Plante on putting up with the nonsense and disorder that I most definitely cause.
* * *
Sam, the wonderful writer of 'Higher Power', found the team an open mic night to perform at where we could showcase the songs that Littler has been writing for the play. I saw this as an opportunity to boost my ego and get a few cheap laughs so I agreed to recite a poem.
Things began roughly around 20:00 at Crave. Littler was one of the first performers and I would be so daring as to say that he was... Fabulous. Really, I mean it. His 'sardonic humor' (his words) struck a chord with the crowd and really promoted the play we all gave up our summer jobs for or perhaps he was simply amusing himself -- truthfully, I have it all on tape so you can watch it and be the judge. People laughed, Larke cried, it was a jolly old time.
My hope was to follow Littler with some stellar renditions of Silverstein, Seuss, and Byron. But I lost 'Where the Sidewalk Ends', thought Seuss was too trite, and, well, fuck Byron. It was Ginsberg that won out in the end. I read a tragically awful version of 'Hum Bom' that has found its way onto my camera (though I promise no internet footage will leak).
* * *
I am forgetting the purpose of my post. I feel as though people may see this show as a bit of a 'goof off'. Most of our blog updates, save for those written by The Writer, are full of nonsense and humor (I say humor with a cringe). It was my intention to display a glimpse at what we do when we are not letting loose. 'Episode II: Larke's Murder' was a piece I had been working on for some time. It grew from a deep seeded belief that [Work + Camera + Soda (Pop) ] x Heart = Internet Viral Video = $$$$.
While Littler and I toiled away both on set and in front of these laptops I could sense a strain in our relationship. Nothing that would break us apart, but a chasm that was growing wider every second. I couldn't let that continue, we needed to be reminded of what we had gone through.
'Episode II' is something that I think we can both cherish. It sums up the experience we are having in so many ways (especially the final gut wrenching scene before the credits when Littler expresses his deepest desires through song in front of a KC liquor store -- poetry).
Those moments, when everything seems to be working. The tides are changing, things are looking up. Where do they come from?
I am getting away from the point.
'Solsbury Hill' is probably the most manipulative song you could ever put over an image.
* * *
It wasn't until after I completed 'Episode II' that I realized the magnitude of the work. In the end I hope it finds a special place on the internet and can help put large quantities of Moolah in our pockets.
Now, I would be a terrible aspiring artist if I did not credit my mentors and influences. So, enjoy this classic banger from '03:
I first must express my disappointment in our director Chris Plante. Not for any reasons involving the current show, but for complete disregard of my wishes. I could have sworn that I asked to post the video entitled 'Episode II: Larke's Murder', but this request was not received. Littler and I have found a neat way of passing the time in Lee's Summit by creating these Vlogs and it is the only thing (besides 'Higher Power' of course) that keeps us entertained.
Now, on to more important business.
I would like to congratulate Chris Plante on putting up with the nonsense and disorder that I most definitely cause.
* * *
Sam, the wonderful writer of 'Higher Power', found the team an open mic night to perform at where we could showcase the songs that Littler has been writing for the play. I saw this as an opportunity to boost my ego and get a few cheap laughs so I agreed to recite a poem.
Things began roughly around 20:00 at Crave. Littler was one of the first performers and I would be so daring as to say that he was... Fabulous. Really, I mean it. His 'sardonic humor' (his words) struck a chord with the crowd and really promoted the play we all gave up our summer jobs for or perhaps he was simply amusing himself -- truthfully, I have it all on tape so you can watch it and be the judge. People laughed, Larke cried, it was a jolly old time.
My hope was to follow Littler with some stellar renditions of Silverstein, Seuss, and Byron. But I lost 'Where the Sidewalk Ends', thought Seuss was too trite, and, well, fuck Byron. It was Ginsberg that won out in the end. I read a tragically awful version of 'Hum Bom' that has found its way onto my camera (though I promise no internet footage will leak).
* * *
I am forgetting the purpose of my post. I feel as though people may see this show as a bit of a 'goof off'. Most of our blog updates, save for those written by The Writer, are full of nonsense and humor (I say humor with a cringe). It was my intention to display a glimpse at what we do when we are not letting loose. 'Episode II: Larke's Murder' was a piece I had been working on for some time. It grew from a deep seeded belief that [Work + Camera + Soda (Pop) ] x Heart = Internet Viral Video = $$$$.
While Littler and I toiled away both on set and in front of these laptops I could sense a strain in our relationship. Nothing that would break us apart, but a chasm that was growing wider every second. I couldn't let that continue, we needed to be reminded of what we had gone through.
'Episode II' is something that I think we can both cherish. It sums up the experience we are having in so many ways (especially the final gut wrenching scene before the credits when Littler expresses his deepest desires through song in front of a KC liquor store -- poetry).
Those moments, when everything seems to be working. The tides are changing, things are looking up. Where do they come from?
I am getting away from the point.
'Solsbury Hill' is probably the most manipulative song you could ever put over an image.
* * *
It wasn't until after I completed 'Episode II' that I realized the magnitude of the work. In the end I hope it finds a special place on the internet and can help put large quantities of Moolah in our pockets.
Now, I would be a terrible aspiring artist if I did not credit my mentors and influences. So, enjoy this classic banger from '03:
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