For all two of our readers.
It's 10 degrees farenheit here at the headquarters compound. Indoors, it's not much more. Elko is snoring under the comforter, waiting to go out. We are leaving soon to a remote location in Brooklyn, site of the Guitar and Amp Wellness Center, which is one of those rare places that will actually service a transistor amp. They did good work on my tube amps; let's see what they can do with this one. Transistor amps have a bad rep, but I predict that they will soon become sought-after and desirable, both for their sonic attributes and for the collectibility. After Great Depression II, at least. For now, they are the abandoned step-children of the amplification world. And I say this as a Fender valve snob.
Anyway, that's what's happening here. Meredith, apparently, is in "the Alaska part of Japan, having a romantic honeymoon, sliding down the mountain on my ass" while snowboarding. That's a fairly accurate paraphrase/quotation. It sounds cool, Big Mer. Don't break your wrist or I'll have to finish typing the script all by myself.
Still no word on her return, but the Command Center should get a signal soon, we believe. In the meantime, we are monitoring the skies and all the usual frequencies.
On another exciting front, we have wooed Cindy J. in from across the pond to collaborate with us on the next, non-movie related project, to be code-named either "Sven" or "Shrunken Viking," depending on what mood Meredith is in when she returns. We are very excited about this, something we have been talking about for two years in those quiet moments between edits. We had a high-stakes meeting at the Cute Mei vegetarian restaurant in Hong Kong and Ms. J jumped on board. We are thrilled.
More as we find out.
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Monday, September 3, 2007
There Will Be No People
What a dark thought. What a terrible future we may have.
I was lecturing Meredith on spelling, the one area of 13Bit's bailiwick where I happen to excel and hold primacy. Because of that, I get pompous and defend it with all my semantic strength. I was telling her that her misspelling of "privilege" in the previous post was a common error, that particular misspelling, and then I went on to lecture that even *I*, the master of spelling in the 13bit compound, had not learned how to spell that particular word correctly until I was in my 40's. In fact, I may have known the correct spelling, then forgotten how in the brain cell apocalypse of my 1980's existence. Anyway, I said, in my best condescending way, "You don't have to worry about learning how to spell that for another 15 years." to which Meredith replied "There will be no people [then]."
Sigh. It's so sad. We really need to finish our next few movies before that happens. Otherwise, who will watch them?
I was lecturing Meredith on spelling, the one area of 13Bit's bailiwick where I happen to excel and hold primacy. Because of that, I get pompous and defend it with all my semantic strength. I was telling her that her misspelling of "privilege" in the previous post was a common error, that particular misspelling, and then I went on to lecture that even *I*, the master of spelling in the 13bit compound, had not learned how to spell that particular word correctly until I was in my 40's. In fact, I may have known the correct spelling, then forgotten how in the brain cell apocalypse of my 1980's existence. Anyway, I said, in my best condescending way, "You don't have to worry about learning how to spell that for another 15 years." to which Meredith replied "There will be no people [then]."
Sigh. It's so sad. We really need to finish our next few movies before that happens. Otherwise, who will watch them?
Monday, May 21, 2007
What to do?
Today is an in-between day at the 13bit compound. We were aiming for a final cut today, but since we are going to add two more scenes, the final cut will have to wait.
The two scenes will serve to place lumia in a wider context. I dont want to give too much away. Anyway this is my first post - I think it is distinguished from Paul's posts by the use of - , ) poor spelling, passive verbs and dependant clauses.
In any case, our most recent discussion was about using a narrator. I was against. I believe you have to have faith in the film and faith in the director that she has a vision and she will deliver you to a destination. In this heated discussions, I always invoke the immortal image of Michelangelo Antonioni. His movies dont exactly move like "The fast and the furious" but I sort of appreciate a director that makes you work for your movie.
Maybe I its because I'm a masochist.
A film does not have to appeal to all audiences. I am ok with that.
I would also like to share with you a piece of Lumia that we cut last week. It involves Thomas Wilfred - the father of light art in america - and his early career as a lute player. All music is by fleabye and the bogus beats and sort of remindes me of kings quest circa 1984.
Enjoy!
The two scenes will serve to place lumia in a wider context. I dont want to give too much away. Anyway this is my first post - I think it is distinguished from Paul's posts by the use of - , ) poor spelling, passive verbs and dependant clauses.
In any case, our most recent discussion was about using a narrator. I was against. I believe you have to have faith in the film and faith in the director that she has a vision and she will deliver you to a destination. In this heated discussions, I always invoke the immortal image of Michelangelo Antonioni. His movies dont exactly move like "The fast and the furious" but I sort of appreciate a director that makes you work for your movie.
Maybe I its because I'm a masochist.
A film does not have to appeal to all audiences. I am ok with that.
I would also like to share with you a piece of Lumia that we cut last week. It involves Thomas Wilfred - the father of light art in america - and his early career as a lute player. All music is by fleabye and the bogus beats and sort of remindes me of kings quest circa 1984.
Enjoy!
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