My Desire
I hope you’re happy
Every single one of you
As happy as me
I got a call form my agent saying that Mike Judge’s new film “Extract” was doing a few pickup shots and they were interested in me possibly being a double to stand in for Jason Bateman. I met with a couple of people on the production and they took some photos and asked if I would be willing to go get my hair cut to match Jason’s in the film.
Cut to the next week, when I went to the salon and let them use some screen shots from the movie to match my hair to Jason Bateman’s. After a long day of post-production on our own scenes that we’d shot the week before (wow, I really need to blog more…that’s a whole other story) I got home at 3 a.m. and I set my alarm for 8:00 a.m. to give me plenty of time to be at my 9:15 a.m. call time.
I awoke at 9 a.m. to realize that a soft relaxing static had apparently been going off since 8. At some point I had accidentally pushed a radio button that was not assigned to a station so when the alarm went off, instead of the radio waking me up, a soft static made sure I stayed asleep. I jumped out of bed, called them to tell them I’d be about 15 minutes late. I did a quick shave and headed out.
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Tonight we performed the last show of our run of “The Tempest”. As with every play/film/project I do, the ending is bittersweet. Part of me is happy to be done and to move on to new exciting things and part of me is sad that it’s over. This profession is so strange in that you tend to form relationships very quickly and sometimes intensely. You become a family during the course of the project and then you all go your separate ways when it’s all over. If you’re lucky, you stay in contact with at least a few of them and even more rarely you end up with some actual friends.
To keep it or shave it
I find it hard to decide
You decide for me
In which I demonstrate my new Rainsong Carbon/Graphite guitar while trying not let my perfectionist nature obsess over the mistakes, rocking camera (both literally and figuratively) and other details of this intentionally “raw” captured performance.
What do peanut butter, pudding, roaches and Shakespeare’s “The Tempest” have in common? They’re all part of this brain dump!