I'm as tired as I've ever been. Run #3 kinda blew up on me this afternoon. Legs were dead from the start. Reach the Beach was a blast, t...
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Here it is, the internet premiere of Echoplanar’s entry into the 2010 48 Hour Film Festival, Boston, our 7th consecutive year. It took less than a month to get this posted after the Kendall screening, which you’ll have to admit is sort of a breakneck pace for us.
Try not to get your expectations of awesomeness in check – we didn’t win anything in the audience or best of voting. But still, there’s a lot of fun to be had in the process, and I think it turned out pretty well overall. Thanks to everyone who helped or hung out!
We finished shooting, editing and scoring ridiculously early today for our 2009 48 Hours Film Project film “The Most Dangerous Games” today. Everything wrapped up a full two hours early such that we sat around chatting about unrelated topics, which in some ways took a little of the frenzied fun out of the process. That or I’ve become permanently happiness impaired. We got Thiller/Suspense for the first time this year – in all the years I’ve done this haven’t had a genre repeat yet. Despite some intentions I had to at least attempt a liveblog or tweet at bit about the (exhausting) process I did neither – maybe an unexamined creative process works better than one that’s shared publicly. I’ll post the film here after the screening this Thursday. As always, primary props go to mediafriend music & co.
The biggest casualty of the weekend (besides my standards of personal hygiene and possibly my sense of humor) was week 6 of the marathon training process which basically hit the fan. Next week will be better once I’m safely back in healthy California with my running partner. Staying with the futility theme, there was no progress in my Youth Run4Fun fundraiser this week.
Best with headphones and a non-rushed moment. Plains on Pipeline from Echoplanar. Another stellar argument for selling short the chaos of life and moving to Portland, ME. Or Oregon would presumably work too.
Mediafriend’s new album ‘I Don’t Feel Like This Is Happening’ is online for streaming purposes. Were I the type to express strong preferences I’d recommend ‘Flight Risk’ where Chris spins out a slow Pinback-like beat & verbal declining modulation before crunching into a dissonant conclusion. Or if by chance you’re an echoplanar fan you might like to hear the full versions of ‘Love, An Art’ and ‘In Green’, from which parts were excised for use in It’s OK to Be Afraid. I also appropriated the second version of Fragrant Skies for my own self-indulgent purposes a while back, prompting a surprising number of unrelated people to remark to me about what a terribly sad song this is. The Nuno Albuquerque version of this track goes to a calmer, chiller, less emotive place. All in all, worth checking out – a more productive use of your time at work than actual work.
Tomorrow is the first day of the spring we’ve all been waiting on – for this I am grateful. It was late spring seven years ago when I came from Athens to Boston, an act more random than conscious, fleeing a broken graduate program and a breaking relationship to the only city with which I was familiar (by proxy). The seven years prior to that unfocused & spontaneous choice I managed to spend aimlessly (by any objective estimation) in three different universities, failing all the while to acquire any appreciable employment skills or practical idea of what to do with life.
Since I’ve been in Boston I’ve scored a master’s degree, worked more or less contiguous chunks of time at three of the best hospitals in the country, made and lost some great friends and shot more than myfairshare of fantasticbands. My entire family has relocated here, grown, and grown, and grown again. Life, overall, has been kinder to me than I probably deserve. While I’m counter-intuitively a little proud that I can’t claim to be savvy in the way of career trajectory, I don’t want to be consciously dense when an opportunity arises. To that end, I’ll post without further comment a couple of photographs that have been looking at as a result of an interesting phone call this morning that’s got me thinking about the next seven years.
Actually that bit I said yesterday about not having any new Pipeline footage wasn’t entirely true. Here’s Paper Thin Stages from my last Tuesday off. This is all part of echoplanar’s continuing series of local live music videos from WMBR’s Pipeline. Later tonight Baker will be on (88.1 locally or streaming).
A second track from two bands that will be on our upcoming WMBR compilation. We haven’t settled on exactly which tracks to include though it likely won’t be either of these – you could these guys quasify exclusives if they weren’t already on the youtube channel thing.
Also, a second track from Magic People – I don’t have the slightest ideas what their songs are titled (About the Dutch?)- by a more literal band this one would be called either Bossman or Dudes on Parade. Magic People probably call it something completely different like This Cuckold Fortune Is Fraught With Peril.
If you’ll forgive a bit of promotion – The Winterpills are playing tomorrow at the MFA, with Erin McKeown. These guys are fantastic, please check this show out. A while back we shot their live show at WMBR’s Pipeline (two of the videos can be found on Echoplanar), and it occurred to me as I saw this announcement that I promised to mail them the DVD of this some time ago yet completely forgot. Tomorrow, everything gets mailed: a box of random crap to Kristin in Vanuatu (inset), tape of Escape From Wrentham to Jeff for the Best Of Open Screen coming September 6th, and a stack of DVDs to the Winterpills. If you want, you can listen to an audio stream of their full set on Pipeline. To the postal service!
If you weren’t able to make it to our screening at Kendall Theatre tonight, here it is, echoplanar production’s drama entry into the 2007 48 Hour Film Festival.
Special thanks to our actors, Adam Greene, Una Green, Christian Schneider, Shera Ludwig and Danielle Safran, as well as our atypical crew, Christopher Player, Jenni Pacheco and Flynn May. Also thanks to Ben Guaraldi and Stephanie Romano, for whom I obtained a glass of water only to have had her disappear.
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