More.

I've been getting a lot done.

-Mike

Lament Cityscape Update.

I think I'm done with the music portion of the Lament Cityscape EP. I'll be working on vocals for the next couple of weeks while tweaking shit musically here and there.

In Late January/Early February I'll be putting together a live band, do a couple local shows to warm up, and then start setting up a Spring '09 US tour.

More details soon.

-Mike

Productivity.

Last night was productive.
-Mike

VHS Died Today.

About a month ago the final VCR (standalone) was made and shipped from JVC. Today, the final batch of VHS films were shipped from Distribution Video Audio. This ends a medium that more, or less, raised me.

I had always watched movies with my mom, at the theaters and at home, but around the age of seven or eight I had been watched by a babysitter who I think was named Lisa. Lisa had two children of her own, within a year of each other, who were around my age. She lived two blocks from my elementary school and I would walk as fast as I could to get to her place, when school ended because I knew that once I got there Lisa would drive me, and her socially retarded children, to the video store and we would pick up two or three horror VHS tapes to keep us occupied for the rest of the night. She didn't care how extreme the movies were so we would get ANYTHING. It was WONDERFUL!

I remember LOVING zombie flicks. Most vividly, I recall watching "Gates Of Hell" (which was later released as "City Of The Living Dead"). This movie had things that even the biggest third-grader horror buff [myself] had never seen. To THIS day "Gates Of Hell" is the only movie to make me throw up. When the lady in the movie started throwing up her intestines, after seeing the priest with the bleeding eyes, I covered my mouth and ran outside to throw up. IN that vomiting I ended up losing a tooth and picking it out of the pile of stomach bile, mayonnaise and mustard sandwich and Fig Newton.

I became addicted to movies during these years. The Gate, Night Of The Living Dead (and the other Romero flicks), Return Of The Living Dead, The Blob, and other 80's gems.

In 2004 I bought several used VCRs to dub rented VHS tapes [Bradley Video, 7 movies for $7] AND rented DVDs. Right now my VHS collection consists of about 600+ movies (and 250+ DVDs, which once was more than 700 DVDs).

There is definitely something special about the lo-fi quality of VHS tapes, especially when they are copies of a copy of a copy. I don't know it it is nostalgia or if I just like the grime of VHS, but this is oddly a sad day.

Does anyone VHS Tape-Trade still? I did until around 2005. I might need to update my VHS List, I just finished updating my DVD List.

Fuck you, I like movies.

-Mike

Lustre.

The drums have subsided today.
The light scared the lustre away.

Coming Out Only To Breathe.

No one has accused loyalty of living here.
Nor do we even know who that is.
We stare at the light.

Transistor Morpheu.

This Project Is Getting Larger.

Album.
Book.
Film.
Interactive Performance.

I think I might be spending some time in Athens, Georgia.

Odd.

-Mike