Thursday, June 24, 2010

Ten Things Going on with Zombeak!

1. Sold a Zombeak T-shirt, will be mailing it out this weekend!
2. We have an offical fan! He lives in England!
3, York is digging our grassroots efforts!
4. Sending a screener out to the awesome website FREDDY IN SPACE! Hope they dig it! If not, hey, I'm all about journalistic integrity.
5. The goal is to have a screener going out every week to the cool ghouls with horror blogs here in North America. There has to be a tipping point where buyers go, "who owns the rights to that chicken movie?" and they order 10,000 copies. It's all about name recognition.
6. I have the blog hooked up to some sort of crazy ultra ping thing that sends the updates to every search engine dig,stumble, yahoo blah blah on the net, so in theory that will increase visibility, prob no more pics of the kids put up on the blog though, too many weirdos.
7. Steph is digging into social indexing that will help generate visibility.
8. I have an entire commentary for the film I need to post, something for those in the UK or people with screeners, it is pretty funny, lots of people came out for it.
9. Clown Versus Monkey has been a nice reprieve from all this chicken.
10. The next big goal is to have a commercially released film in theaters.
Bonus - The lifetime goal will to be to win a Chainsaw Award from Fangoria Magazine. Better then an Oscar.
 
FIGHTEVIL
SDrog
 

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Goal in Clown Versus Monkey world, get sketches to background peeps, may go
small, like in note cards, as in they share similar frame dimensions, and
smaller, as in I can go through them faster. The coffee press is locked and
loaded.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Excited to have Jax on backgrounds for Clown Versus Monkey. A good cohort
for the Yarkoni.
Tonight Steph is working Hypno so I'm writing stuff, watching horror flick,
drink a pot of coffee, celebrate the middle distance!
I sold a t-shirt!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Atrocious films

Hey! Steampunks think we suck! But in a Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter kind of way!

Atrocious films

I guess they saw us at Dragon Con.

SD
monkeys find something funny > enzymes form in monkey brain > impregnates
brain > fetus hamster forms > monkey turns into clown > fetus hamster comes
up with jokes for the clown, pulled from the clown hive mind - just like in
real life! LOL

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Thursday, June 03, 2010

New Background; Shower of Yuck!

So here is the back room of a doctors office where special procedures are performed.



It is all apart of the circle of life, snapping clown tumors, and doctors with voice oscillators.


by T Yarkoni



coffee mug coming soon



FIGHTEVIL

SD

ramble and mobile

Thermos!

 

Cloud Mobile Video project

 

person writes a page

 

emails to my phone, or leaves a voice mail.

 

I shoot the page with found actors, locations

 

editing - pedrotti or seth

 

Phone >message to maildrop address > uploads to dropbox > dropbox is main footage folder for video project edited using JayCut

 

music - edited version shared with music guy, music guy uploads mp3 to maildrop address

 

effects - ?

 

export and send to Youtube > feeds to facebook, twitter, blogger

 

upload file to amazon, rent stream and press to order.

 

the concept is to make it as much like daydreaming as possible, like just thinking and feeling film and making it easy to communicate it, breathing and tearing down the walls with technology.

 

data transfer, moving files around

 

but we live in the cloud

 

things are getting scary, the more I understand technology the more I understand how my brain works, this is a very freaky time we live in, facebook has already showed me that we all live the exact same life, with some minor window dressings being the only difference, hive mind is intruding, and this connection, always connecting using these electric things that will only grow smaller and easier, and telepathy is only a tap away, 24/7 eye uplinks beamed to our brain mail and would you give away all privacy just to feel a societal connection, oceanic, the pack mentality hard wired into us, it may get to where we go to complete empathy, and it may go to where we find ourselves back at the beginning of it all before this all started. Tearing down the curtains and everyone seeing everything and knowing what they are thinking is shared by millions, and what is that going to be like. it's the stripping of identity! when you realize everyone is having the same thoughts, the same lives, feeling the same emotions, and opinions and variations are a matter of timing and blood sugar levels, it makes you redefine some things. but the illusion of seperation may be something evolved for survival

 

***must see movie We Live in Public***

 

air is technology. and words, and personality, need to stop the think train for now. nothing is being accomplished.

 

there is a ritualistic nature to my cube job that could have a nearly liturgical quality to it if I chose to apply it, but no if not, and we never touch anything, my fingers never touch the keys.

 

I need sleep

 

sd

 

ps- new background coming from Tracy!

 


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Recording

Tuesday, June 01, 2010

SHAKE!

the word for the day is shake…

 

I felt myself hyper focus this morning to the point of absolute irrelevance, to the point English became a foreign language and people became abstractions, just dead objects in a room of dead objects, like a wax museum, so you can remove yourself from the moment, self trance yourself out of the now into like a hyper now, a microscopic ant point of view where everything is gigantic and alien. By why do that to yourself? For kicks.

 

… SHAKE! as in rattle, as in rattle the cages and tap on the glass. Agitate. Exacerbate. Take the snow globe and let it do what it is made to do….

 

No writers group tonight, need just to sit with the fam and seep like tea, leach out  and leach in. The present moment gripped and grounded, put in the straggle hold and made to look and see and comment. All weekend running back and forth with no time to recharge, it was all spend spend, need to just be quiet in their presence and recenter. Can't perform tonight, my insides are too dry to give out. Refill and regas and regain human being feelings. All go and no look makes you lose all points of reference.

 

I get a lot more done as a sniper then a blind folded Tommy gun blazing jacked up lunatic. More seems to happen if I sit on top of the watchtower, patiently sit, think, watch, wonder, think some more, pee in a cup, and then pull the trigger once rather than rushing in with machine guns blazing with the concept of if I fire enough bullets, the goal will have to be hit, because everything is hit. But really, everything is destroyed. It looks like progress, but it is really just destruction. These two can be identical twins. But the concept is - anything too difficult is moving in the wrong direction. There should be the feeling of FATE! That this is where the river is taking you, and no matter how hard you back stroke, the river is going to win.

 

Now, I fought the river, I thought fighting the river was the whole point, wake up and lash out and do anything, ANYTHING but go with the current. Lots of wasted energy. I am here and now not because I crawled from the river and into the forest to light it on fire. I was taken to a better frame of mind by letting go of the sides. I was determined at one time to become the crazy hobo. I liked the soap box ranters and the tragic people who come undone and live in heaps of knotted twine. But that wasn't where the river was going so no matter how much I wished that for myself I never got there. I won't put this on my list of regrets. I saw enough of it to know the concept is better than the day to day drudgery of living as a schizophrenic butterfly chaser. Much better as a Halloween costume then a philosophy.

 

Having a two year old and a four year old is like juggling daggers, takes a moment to get the nerve just to start the daily circus, but once you get a rhythm, you only loose a finger now and then, Now add the holidays at families, with swimming pools, open pit barbeques, and people running full tilt boogie everywhere, plus (my b) feeding your kids cookies and chocolate and all sorts of mind altering desserts, now you are juggling chainsaws, blow torches, cacti, and dynamite. Yesterday was like walking into a puppet theater where all the puppets had cut their strings and started running mad hatter round and round. Those who have had small children sit with their mint juleps and cackle. It must be funny to see two grown adults lose their marbles!  After two hours of fun in the sun, Steph and I were ready to proclaim Memorial Day closed for 2010. We dropped by my folks, the kids latched on them like barnacles and seeing the hollowed eyed zombie glares on our faces, they left Steph and I down stairs to sleep for an hour on the couches. Bless'm.

 

When did GA start selling fireworks? Reminds me of this dream (where are your eyes going) where this kid living behind me had sad mauled reconstructed hands from a bad fireworks accident. Stitched up palms with single fingers scratching at the air. He couldn't wait for the next 4th July!

 

Now, new draft of Dead Hooker Holocaust coming along, will prob post PDF of draft one, not worried about anyone reading it, as it is incomprehensible and if the film is completed would be a nice blog entry for myself to look back on. Also I am in the habit of posting everytime I blow my nose these days.

 

Tonight it is all about midgets, Steph is out meeting a possible connection for her hypno-biz, could be a steady job giving the whammy. Better living through whammy.

 

SD


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