Jake Allsop
In preparation of Tuesday’s task of recreating a movie scene, I compiled a Guardians of the Galaxy scene shots list of shots for my groups chosen scene from Guardians of the Galaxy.
Jake Allsop
In preparation of Tuesday’s task of recreating a movie scene, I compiled a Guardians of the Galaxy scene shots list of shots for my groups chosen scene from Guardians of the Galaxy.
I’m about 80% certain this is the song that featured in the kiss scene from Gob Squad’s Super Night Shot. But my memory of the scene is extremely fuzzy, and I can’t be sure without someone else to confirm. It took a couple of attempts to land on this one, but something about it is definitely familiar, and I know for a fact it’s not because I’ve listened to the album it’s from – I’m a bit of a Queen nut, so if I’d known the track prior I’d have probably pegged it instantly, but such as it is I only had an inkling. Anyone who knows/remembers, answer in the comments please.
This is slowly becoming a habit with me. Of all the questions to keep me up at night, why this? A few days ago it was a Depeche Mode remix I couldn’t figure out where I’d gotten hold of it. Either I’m getting old, or my brain is slowly coming to pieces. Possibly both.
The instrumental of this track was released on Donald Glover/Childish Gambino’s Kauai EP, but the vocals are from an acapella track that was hidden in the HTML script code of one of his websites, becausetheinter.net – Glover later confirmed the two were intended to be combined together. The two tracks are separate pieces of a puzzle that serendipitously fit together, and the dichotomy of what we consider old and new media is what allows them to exist independently of each other. However, the fact that they were released in digital form – one as an instrumental EP track, one as hidden easter egg on a website – and discovered to fit together at all, is because of the way we as an audience interact with culture and with each other. And the above mix, which gels the two together organically into one track, only exists #becausetheinternet has given us the tools to become remixers.
See – I understand what Intermediality is, even if it’s a silly word. đ
“I know a thing or two about performing, my boy… The only performance that makes it, that makes it all the way, is the one that achieves madness.” – Turner
Performance (1970) (Cammell/Roeg)
I’ve still got a lot to learn. And a lot to catch up on.
Hope I haven’t alienated everyone before I even begin.
Makey-makeys. Hmmm. Not really sure what to make of them just yet. I like the idea of a tactile surface controlling visualisations though. Most likely require a level of technical finesse to be of any meaningful use. Operation, bananas, flowers (“a flower?”), Kevin Spacey impressions. Concerns about temperamental/unpredictable behaviour of equipment/cascading effect.
I still think Intermediality sounds like a made up word. Suppose all words are, really.
Article I published earlier taking a controversial position on noted comic book writer’s latest effort resulted in derisive comments from trolls. Gave as good as I got and hid behind humour and bravado, but something has lingered, left a bad taste in my mouth. Am I really an insufferable know-it-all? Is that how people see me? Should I care? Not certain that saying “it doesn’t matter to me” is enough anymore. On the other hand, if I start second-guessing myself now, I’ll never be able to stop/get anything done.
I picked the wrong night to have an existential conundrum.
Mental notes: Sounds In Session by Tyrone Huggins, Hopelessly Devoted. Both plays about making music organically, live, in the moment.
Because The Internet by Childish Gambino – vinyl album version comes with a “screenplay” – short film “Clapping For the Wrong Reasons” acts as a prologue/companion piece. Lyrics/themes dealing with otherness, duality, identity crisis in the age of Twitter and Instagram.
“Warzawa” by David Bowie – moody, expressionist, Eno’s swirling synthesisers, droning/howling vocalisations. Album title says it all: Low. Record company hated it, naturally – wanted another Young Americans.
The Prestige. The Transported Man. Rubber balls and cabinets. Trapdoors. Water torture tanks. Tesla in his lab (links with Bowie). Body doubles and doppelgängers. Above all, showmanship.
Screen Test of the Double: dropping a quote from Videodrome in the opening. The Tao is speaking to me and I’m liking what I hear.
Note to Wes: in case you hadn’t guessed, I’m an erratic sleeper. I don’t really do transitional material either, tend to be more of a stream-of-consciousness guy, make it up as I go. Hope I can make up for lost time.