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::Saturday, February 28, 2004::

Randomness --- Smoothing Over  
 

Some consultants came into my workplace a couple of days ago. I was basically the host, but I left them to get on with what they were doing.

As they left, I said all the awkward goodbyes and went to the toilet. Then in one of them comes, and I have to have another goodbye-style conversation at the urinals. Then I went downstairs, rolling a cigarette, and when I paused to finish rolling at the clocking machine, I heard footsteps so I rushed out because I didn't want to have yet another awkward conversation.

As I was walking away, a voice said

"Excuse me? Did you drop your tobacco?"

and I realised that in my hurry I had indeed done just that. I thanked the guy (not one of the consultants after all), picked it up and left, thinking "Damn - what if he hadn't been there?".

I don't usually lose stuff, so it would have been highly anomalous if I had, but I quickly rationalised it to myself-

"I wouldn't have dropped it if I hadn't heard someone coming who would then tell me I'd dropped it."

Everything neatly sewn up. Chaos averted.

But not really! There are any number of things that could have happened! It's just a habit I have, of ironing out the inevitable daily chance events, in order to re-establish my delusion of control.

Really, I should just think "Phew, that was lucky" and leave it at that.

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::Friday, February 27, 2004::

Music and Religion  
 

I got up this morning, turned on my computer, and there was my learned friend, "C", and we had an interesting conversation. As we got towards the end, I thought "hey - I should just stick this in the blog!". C was hesitant, but here it is, edited up a bit and ready for your reactions... It's like pressing record without people realising - pure talking....

M:

Morning


C:

Morning!


C:

recovered now? [from yesterday's hangover]


M:

I guess. I had intense dreams, which I am still kinda reeling from...


C:

Yow. Positive, negative or just weird?


M:

Intensely meaningful. Stuff about music and religion and fear of imminent destruction and the weakness of the 'intellectual' stance with music.



C:

interesting!


M:

Music as control.

 


I'm gonna try blogging it.


C:

feel free to sounding-board via this medium...


M:

The church downstairs was reaching a crescendo, jungle beats hitting a fever pitch, samples from everything anybody could possibly like, the evangelist getting more and more animated, the floor shaking.

 

I'm in my room wanting to counteract its power [by playing some loud music of my own] but it's raining so hard there's water coming down the walls and I'm hesitating to turn on my speakers


C:

jings!


M:

before I can do anything, the final contrasting resolution (actually some Orbital track) kicks in with 'everything's fine' sounds and I burst into a fit of uncontrollable sobbing...


When I go down and they're getting in their cars, I'm talking to the preacher about my music - hesitant, not feeling worthy:

"I'm trying to get to the ATOM of things, you know? I want my music to run RIGHT THROUGH."


"..."


"Do you see?"


But I realise that I have no message, no fanatical evangelical desires. The religious music cuts deep with the people in that parish, but I know it isn't real. But I don't have an alternative.


C:

depends what you mean by 'isn't real'


M:

Jesus isn't real.

God isn't real.


C:

But the music was!


M:

Its power came from its message


C:

What if the kingdom of heaven is within?


M:

That's not what christianity preaches.

 

C:

It is in some versions!



M:

All religions tap into some illusion of control


C:

But you saw this all as people being duped and controlled?


M:

I saw it as a tragedy of my having no religion to help me. As my lacking that basic need to 'understand', or to have any viable, expressable alternative that could ever hope to come up to the power of religions preaching with all their promises.


C:

But in the absence of an actual God, surely what such music/performance would be drawing on would be the capacity for people to lose themselves in the moment


M:

Religion isn't about losing yourself in the moment. It's about FINDING yourself in the moment.


C:

Surely at its best, faith is about it being ok to feel alright with yourself -- of finding some way of believing everything's ok; you are loved, etc


M:

How often is religion 'at its best'? How often does religion work without condemning those that oppose it?

'Everybody except us is going to hell' ...

'we will try to save them'


C:

Scientifically, ontologically, historically, and so on it may be fiction, but I'm not certain there might not be some TRUTH in there... about there actually being something GOOD in the world. I'm as opposed to the exclusive, vengeful aspects of religion as you, but that's not what I'm saying may be defensible


M:

Of course, but without those fictions the message has no immediate power or relevance to most people


C:

I don't know... maybe the feeling of being blessed, of being strong enough to cope, etc comes before the attempt to explain it in theological terms or to cash it out in supernatural doctrine and that's only one possible route among many (at least some of which don't involve hokum and lies).


M:

I just think, if I don't have  a 'message', then how can my music ever get below the surface? It's easy to show how things are BROKEN with music. It's a lot more difficult to offer a positive solution, without resorting to religion, or religion-like things. If I want my music to have a religious power, rather than being of mere intellectual interest, I need some responsible ...faith? .. to convey...



C:

Naaah, I disagree [about the need to resort to religion to convey a positive message]. Musical depictions of the brokenness and fuctness of things can quite easily be seen as attempts to express the beautiful tragedy of existence, making it aesthetic without removing the essential banality and stupidity of things


M:


How many people are willing to accept "the essential banality and stupidity of things" though?


C:

Everyone who watches TV?

 


[pause]


OK, to set up an arbitrary distinction: on the one hand you have full-on religious music; on the other plastic manufactured pop. Both forms of escapism.


M:

I don't see religion as escapism - more a way of merging with the chaos in a productive way... but go on...


C:

Then there's also stuff that's interesting in its own right -- intellectually and emotionally. It's not selling a dream or a lifestyle; it's asking you to attend to things as they are. Art/music/literature that doesn't shy away from uncomfortable truths about how we're dirty, stupid animals, but also that luckily we are capable of kindness and love from time to time.


M:

Thing is, the music in my dream was not powerful because of the actual music, which was, from my normal standpoint, rather generic. It was the context that made it affect my emotions exponentially more powerfully


C:

I see, so you were particularly annoyed by its success because it was artistically bankrupt


M:

I wasn't annoyed at its success. I was enveloped by it.

I started to question everything I believed.


C:

How would you compare its effect on you with the effect it was having on the congregation?


M:

Its effect on the congregation was the reason that it affected me so much I think. All those people listening, feeling it, using it to be together. Unaware of the parasites that came attached. But all my distrust of religion evaporated, became irrelevant, when it hit that final conclusion bit.

It was a positive ENOUGH message, and just impossible and pointless to fight with


C:

What if the crowd thing and the euphoric climax was the point, rather than the religion thing? If at least part of religion's success through the ages has been humans engineering such situations -- but then perhaps explaining them in terms we'd now want to ditch? (The risk being that we throw the baby out with the bathwater)


M:

The climax wouldn't have been euphoric if it wasn't for its religious message.

Now we have lots of people reaching similar experiences through clubbing and ecstacy...


C:

I'm not sure -- I suspect it's more likely to be the euphoria that sustains the religion rather than the other way round. Which is more likely to hook someone in: some hokey ideas about the afterlife, or having a bloody amazing night out?


M:

Well yes, of course its that euphoria that sustains the religion! The spectacle, the togetherness... The [specific] religion is pretty-much arbitrary, but the religious investment is symbiotic with the potential for the euphoria.



C:

I agree.


 

The clubbing comparison's crucial. Isn't that yawning emptiness that sometimes comes with E precisely the bit where you're all too aware of the manufactured nature of the experience, and you mistakenly search for deeper meanings?



My point is, if the important bit is the euphoria etc, why get so upset about the religion? (besides all the intellectual objections of course.)


M:

The yawning feeling is what I would like to avoid by having something to offer, some responsible quasi-religious message, that could sate the soul-searching and make people better off.


C:

Now that would be something!


M:

Indeed.


C:

Any sense of where that would come from? Love of fellow human beans? Ruthless individualism?


M:

It's almost as though if you make music with enough power, and play it in the right situation, you pretty much have an opportunity to PROGRAM people with whatever you choose! (Maybe I'll just program people to wear silly clothes,  like most bands...)


C:

er, not sure about that really... beyond PROGRAMming them to buy your cds/come and see you play live again... Surely the PROGRAMming aspect of the church downstairs depends on two millenia of cultural movements; generation after generation of religion... That's a helluva lot to compete with!


M:

[re: what message to convey] I dunno. The good bits - trust, love, not taking misfortune personally, knowing that the world is chaotic, but we can still do good in our little microcosms of existence... [But] my very choice of pseudonym -  "Smunk", sets up the minimum possible seriousness...



C:


It's not too late to change [your pseudonym] to "A Thread of Trust in the Uncertainty of Chaos" or something...



M:


>:-(


C:

not really. Smunk's good.


M:

Kinda needs something to flag that it isn't intended as throwaway silliness.. Too many layers of idiosyncratic 'irony' in there...

 

C:

Why not change it to Smonk to get a hint of ascetic contemplation in there...


M:


>:-(


Um...


C:

You could start performing in a habit -- and shave the top of your head! Should I run with this more?

M:

>:-( >:-( >:-( >:-(



Go on...


C:

No.


M:

I'm laughing, don't you mind!


C:

Well, a dash of Gregorian chant would certainly add a twist to Darned No Good Shoes...


M:

OKAY THAT'S IT!


M:

You're fired.


M:

Um...


C:

Looking forward to my severance pay...

 

[...divergence for a few minutes...]


M:

God. How am I gonna get this religion thing on my blog...?


C:

Hmm.



M:

I've got some other stuff to put up there too...


C:

Perhaps just describe the dream?


M:

I think I want to explain my conclusions too though - I don't want it to end up all "..."-ey



C:

There could be a problem with dictating to people what message they should get out of your music though...


M:

Well, life is made of problems...


C:

Damn straight


C:

Maybe you could ask for suggestions from people as to what they'd most like you to PROGRAM them with?


M:

A POLL!


M:

Anyways - I can see this dream causing some changes in my approach... (Great - more changes)


C:

Evolvolution!



M:

Possibly a new pseudonym and migration of blog...

Maybe a bit drastic... (And I own www.smunk.net!!!)



C:

[...] I thought this post was really good: undercurrent...


M:

Let's 'ave a look then.


C:

Here's another bit I like:


"The mechanical uncanny, and this ambivalence of the fairground, site of engines of pleasure, mystery and desire, is one of the elements I imagine bringing together in imagined music. Because every time I listen to ‘For the Benefit of Mr Kite' I want to stay in the world it miraculously conjures up, for just a moment longer, to hear more. This is greatness in music, as in other art forms: to create the impression that the work itself is just a small part of a whole occulted alternate cosmos. Of course it may be pure hubris to attempt to re-create that parallel universe, or even one in the same neighborhood. But I can't help it."

[from undercurrent]


Don't think you need to know or like the song in question to dig the point there.


M:

Points pretty well made...Reminds me of Lorne in Pylea "People see you a certain way, you start to become that image. I know, cos I know how they see ME!"


(To the story-telling Angel)


C:

So one way to work on the Smunk 'message' may be via the creation of a consistent world where things are more how they should be....


M:

oh...kay...


C:

TRUTH conveyed via sonic fiction (very much as it can be via literary fiction)


M:

Did I blog that thought (about music as fiction)? [...] Dammit - I didn't


C:

Clearly we're talking artifice, manufacture of something new. But one aspect of what we've been talking about is how to make that something more... would you say?


M:

I was thinking about that distinction between 'serious' music and silly fiction music - if there is one


C:

It's not clear to me what that distinction would be


M:

[re: how to make a fiction say something more] Yes - I mean, that's why I love Buffy...


C:

Exactly!


M:

Truth conveyed through obvious fiction. But how to do it...



C:

Isn't part of Buffy's power the consistency of her universe? Massive flexibility in terms of, say, the laws of physics, but truth in terms of emotion, consequences etc.


M:

Yes. I think it is.



How to be musically consistent..? Without resorting to genre...?


C:

Build your own genre!


M:

I have a tendency to avoid repeating a formula though... In fact, I'm usually unhappy if I do ANYTHING more than once...


C:

just keep honing that vision -- or ausion


M:

A sound, a chord sequence.. Although I am starting to get more relaxed about that


C:

Not repeating could perfectly well be a first principle. In fact it clearly is.


M:

Interesting...


C:

(Not not repeating at all; but not doing the same thing twice)


M:

But doesn't consistency imply repetition?


C:

No! In D&G's terms [or link or link], the plane of consistency is 'that which things with nothing in common have in common' -- to quote Nick Land approximately.


M:

Um.................................................................


C:

Consistency is the degree zero -- as opposed to the supplementary dimensions imposed by a God-like goal or telos


M:

Okay - you're gonna have to translate that into non-D&G language for me


C:

disposable axioms rather than moral principles; experimentation rather than the working out of a predefined plan


M:

So, in the sense of "A laws of physics"..? (not sic)


C:

Not sure what you mean by "A laws"


M:

as opposed to "THE laws"


C:

OK, yeah.... You can define consistency negatively, as the absence of a higher order


M:

Example please...


C:

Religion could have consistency just as you were saying before -- a way of setting up a territory within the howling void of chaos


M:

In what way does that have an 'absence of a higher order'?


C:

but consistency (and arguably a 'better' consistency) can be achieved without the supernatural stuff


C:

It has the 'absence of a higher order' because there IS an absence of a higher order! Religion just pretends otherwise


M:

I think you might be saying 'higher' where I'd say 'lower'... So I think I understand... First Principles kinda thing.
So science is the search for the 0th order of things. But will, of course, never be satisfied that it has found that.


C:

Quite possibly! Consistency is something fragile and temporary that you can set up... through habit, through control, through experimentation


M:

But I'd want to set up my axioms for a reason! I'd WANT there to be a reason they are a certain way.


C:

Isn't achieving consistency a pretty good reason?


M:

Yes. But how to settle?


C:

See what works! It might not work for long, but that's ok! It's a stage on the way somewhere else.


M:

Pop music works...


C:

Absolutely. Problem is the 'more of the same' aspect. Doesn't mean that lots of people won't be entirely happy with it.


M:

Where does something cease to be 'more of the same' and become a 'plane of consistency'?


C:

Perhaps it depends on the individual -- each needing and constructing different protections against the howling void. Your 'more of the same' may well be my plane of consistency, and vice versa. (Doubt it like)


M:

That crazy howling void!


C:

AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO it goes.


M:

How can this consistency offer protection unless it is perceived as TRUTH?


C:

Maybe it's all about different coping strategies. The role TRUTH plays will depend on the importance of that word in any given individual's vocabulary.


M:

Everybody wants to know the truth. Don't they?


C:

Do they bollocks!


M:

Of course they do!


M:

Political scandals in the papers, trials, religion, trust and mistrust...


C:

But there's bound to be a discrepancy -- not to say a yawning chasm -- between, say, the truth for the individual organism and the truth for the species, the world, the cosmos...


M:

Levels of truth...


C:

Absolutely!


M:

But we don't tend to think that way.


C:

How do you decide which truth it is that matters to you most? E.g. those offered on telly, in music, in drugs, in religion, in sex, in filling your belly, in physics, etc etc

In other words, never mind the ultimate answer, what's the ultimate question?


M:

I guess you're born into certain ways of searching for such things... predisposed by your childhood to ask certain questions.


C:

Absolutely. Which inevitably means that different kinds of answers (or the lack thereof) will suit different folks.


M:

You ask the questions that have the most immediate relevance to your life...



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::Monday, February 23, 2004::

CAPITALS  
 

All these people rallying against 'capitalism'...

It just occurred to me: When we refer to capitalism=bad, are we talking about capitalism in the sense of
(a) Capital investment - e.g. The accumulation of property
--or--
(b) The flow of money between people / corporations (etc...)

My opinion is that saved money has no inherent value - only when money is spent does it have any meaning.

Capital investment (say, buying a new computer to work on) is different to the hoarding of possessions (accumulating soundcards that don't work and not getting rid of them) - capitalism in the investment sense is clearly essential if much of anything is to be achieved. Without this kind of capitalism how will you write about how bad capitalism is? Is food a capital investment? A Big Mac? Makeup? Weed?

On to (b). Trade is a fundamental human instinct / survival / development trait. Who would be self-sufficient, given the choice? Certainly not the artists and philosophers among us, that is, those who are most dependent on a trading society to allow their lives to have meaning, yet the most vocal about the evils of capitalism. The weakness of trade is where it becomes entirely virtual - stock markets whizzing non-existant cash around the world, taking advantage of exchange rates that are themselves changed by the virtual money's flow. This cannot sustain itself in the long-term...

At what point can we meaningfully say "Money=Bad" or "Consumerism=Bad"?

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Money and capital are not the same things: Money is transformed into capital when it is used in an economic transaction to buy commodities with the intention of selling them to turn them back into money (preferably at a profit). So in the circulation of capital, money is never spent, it is advanced with a view to gaining an increase. Consequently, the motivating force of the circulation of capital is exchange-value, rather than use-value. Buying loads of soundcards so that you can make music is not capital investment. Buying them to make music to sell at a profit is capital investment. This is why we might want to say that money=bad when it is transformed into capital.

[ johneffay 24/02/2004 10:36:20]

Thanks for that, John!

I was thinking about accounting and how you don't count money from the sale of machinery, i.e. the tools of production, as profit. So don't we still have a distinction between 'soundcards bought to make music for profit' (investing in production tools) and the bad-capitalism that requires no production in order to make a profit? But aren't some of the big companies that produce 'products', e.g. McDonalds, held up as frequently as examples of bad-capitalism as exchange-driven financiers? Is it that the maximisation of profit drives their systems of production at the expense of all other values - human rights, conservation, etc..? I wonder if we could cite the overblown house prices in London, resulting from financier exchange stuff, as an atrocity in the same league as sweat-shops and rain-forest destruction?

I need to make this comment-typing box bigger...

[ Mike 24/02/2004 13:54:50]

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::Sunday, February 15, 2004::

Too much time required for this animation lark.  
 

Dammit. I just don't have the time to finish this right now. That could mean I will never get it done as there are so many little idiosyncracies to my methods and unreliabilities of Poser 5 that it might not let me pick it up again. It's not a huge problem for me to work 14-hour stretches on stuff like this, but I think I need to be making better use of my limited time. I have NO MONEY!

Anyway. Here's the latest version of my humble video.



[See also
here and HERE.]

To be honest I never imagined it looking all animé like bits of it do. I would have been happy with stick figures, but this turned out to be easier. But the green alien head now sticks out like a sore thumb!

And the action isn't the most convincing. I wanted it to be an emotionally compelling story. Is it possible to do such a thing with crappy artwork?

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Yeah, you just need the guy to grimace and drops of sweat to fly off. How about some grunts?

[ pW 16/02/2004 18:10:10]

p.s. I like that shimmery anime quality

[ pW 16/02/2004 18:26:42]

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::Saturday, February 14, 2004::

Still Working On It!  
 


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::Friday, February 13, 2004::

[... _ _ .. _ _ _ _ .. _ _ _ _ ..]  
 






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(I should probably mention that this is just me having fun...)

[ Mike 15/02/2004 12:38:57]

me too!

[ Mr. Sheild 17/02/2004 17:21:07]

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::Thursday, February 12, 2004::

Human Thing Video Preview  
 

Halloo.

I'm quite pleased with what I've done today on my little animation.

So I've put it up online:


It's gonna be this story...

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::Wednesday, February 11, 2004::

Microsoft  
 

I was sent an email from "London Connects" yesterday with an invitation to a Workshop entitled "Open Source Software - Practical Deployment", suspiciously sponsored by Microsoft... Microsoft? Open source? Surely not!

And then today, in "GovernmentIT" I noticed an article, featuring an interview with (my employer) Newham Council's Head of IT, entitled "Microsoft knocks back open source threat".

I smell a rat. A rather noxious rat at that.

But then, what else would I expect? It's not like I ever learned how to install Linux...

UPDATE:
So I emailed roughly the above to the interviewee in my organisation and he, after first asking "what's your point?", emailed me his "favourite" bit of coverage of the story here. I guess he knows what he's doing. It's still not right though. But these things are so complicated that it's probably impossible to ever really get it 100% right.

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Have you ever noticed...  
 

...that you don't realise the extent to which money affects your mood? It can sometimes be completely subconscious - you're not really thinking about how you're running out of the stuff, but it's implicit in any decision you make about 'what to do today', and you find yourself down and you can't work out why. And then you get some and suddenly everything is in colour again!

I know this isn't a very pc* thing to say these days, but could it be true that money does indeed make you happy?



*Philosophically Conscionable

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::Tuesday, February 10, 2004::

If Only You Knew...  
 

...how many times a day I check this website for comments!

It's remniscent on the hours I spent in Cholo Bar at Warwick University drinking coffee and reading, waiting for a chance encounter... And that was before mobile phones took off! No text messages!

All this time wasted, waiting for somebody else to start a conversation, to feel a compulsion to enter into conversation with me.

I guess I need to learn how to instigate. I guess my mobile helps in that respect - accidentally phoning people because I didn't lock it. I called about at least four different people by accident today. Maybe I should 'accidentally' ring someone I feel like talking to; use the accident as a reason. Otherwise why would I call?

I lay in bed this morning thinking about how I've been in my current flat for one year next week. I wanted to write a catalogue of the experiences I've had and people I've met and changes I've gone through. My Blogger archives are hopelessly watered down accounts. I'm not brave enough to write about much of that stuff here. I'm not anonymous enough. It all seems a bit too traceable.

Ah well.

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Outback Excess  
 

This icon makes me bored and tired (a work email):




Whereas this one often makes my heart miss a beat (a personal email*)...



Sticks outta the screen, don'tcha know.



*Personal email or, more often than not, spam.

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::Monday, February 09, 2004::

Displacing...  
 

...Jesus for a moment (he'll be back!), um..., let's talk about ... um ...

Er... balls.

My colleague's answering machine says "Thank you for calling." after the caller has hung up. Marvellous feature.

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::Friday, February 06, 2004::

Isn't he beautiful?  
 


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Jesus  
 

I just woke up from a dream where I was watching tv and seeing a kind of trendy tinted-glasses-wearing catholic Jesus speaking in a high voice as he gracefully flew down from heaven surrounded by an entourage of bearded angels and little cherubs. When he landed, to my surprise he was hit square on in the centre of the forehead by an arrow and killed - the camera panned round to show the royal family's train breaking up - the queen diving for cover, maybe it was the queen mother? No, it was the Queen's husband Philip going mental with a bow and arrows. After he'd killed Jesus he turned on the organist and then somehow started shooting at people in entirely different parts of the country. The as the conclusion was about to be reached, the tv cross-faded into an urgent newsflash about flooding- footage of police cars in the rain, and I just knew that I'd never get to see what happened...


....

Oh, and there was this other bit where I was making my way down a stairwell in a house of actors and the 'smallest midget lookalike' came bouncing down the stairs - Halle Berry - barely more than a head and little feet - my dream companion said 'it's hard not to step on her'.

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::Thursday, February 05, 2004::

Web Zen  
 

I've been looking at Boing Boing every day for a while now. I really like their Web Zen links (the 'Link Fu' is a compelling concept too...). These links come mainly from Chaos Kitty. Subscribe to their newsletter!

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Flash Film Idea  
 

I decided it might be nice to do a flash film to circulate the internet.

For my track "Human Thing" (it's one of the tracks on the jukebox to the right). It's a sort of grungey electronica meets hip-hop meets fractured vocals affair with muted trumpet.

It'd be in a stickman animation style. 3 minutes 52 seconds long.

The plot:

There's a man slumped at one end of a bar. He looks very depressed, hardly touching his pint and his cigarette slowly burning away in the ashtray. An alien with beard ("god") and his burning blue fire in the sky notices him and alien starts asking him"what are you wanting human thing?" [We can see god behind the man's head via a tv screen in the bar.] The man pricks up slightly but ignores him. So god transforms himself by fire into a woman, there's a quiet flash from the ladies' toilets and she comes walking out. Our young man looks up, thinks "I want her", then slouches down again "Can't have her" but she continues to approach him. The barman is standing there all the time (in the middle as we pan across) and watches the girl. As soon as the girl tries to speak to the boy, the barman jumps out (he's actually an alien demon devil monster) and pulls the girl back and they have a big fight. The devil is working to stop the god thing helping. The man looks on as they fight, gets hurt when he tries to help (he's not in the same league) but the girl wins in the end (smashing bottles, physical violence rather than flashing magic powers). She helps him up (she's quite beat up too). She says "Tell me what you want" He says "I won't let me have it." She pushes him over in frustrated exasperation and leaves, hobbling away over the demon barman's corpse. He slouches on the floor. Thinks "I knew I couldn't have her". The end. Credits = "Film by [you] Music by Michael Forrest (unsigned...)" and links to our websites.

I don't think I'll have time to do it, but if you want to give it a go then email me and I'll send what I've done so far. Or pass this on to someone who might be interested and get them to email me!

UPDATE: See this entry.

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Just Give Me A Half  
 

You know that thing where it's finally Thursday and you've got two days to do something about your first love rather than analysing housing application forms and worrying that you're being too sarcastic to your boss and spending all day reading blogs and articles about buffy while you wait for your computer to finish downloading your reports data from a remote database before you can do any proper work? When you've finally got your own time to do what you need to be doing to get out of there and into something resembling happiness?

But you just find yourself at home on your own, in front of your computer listening to the music you made, to remind yourself that it's not a load of useless tripe, in the hope of summoning the courage to call someone from one of the record labels you sent a demo to three weeks ago? But the flat is too empty and lonely and you've got nobody to talk to and you're not even sure you could speak through the phlegm of last night's smoking? And you're supposed to call your brother to give him some audio equipment purchasing advice but you don't feel up to it? And you're wondering whether you should text your old friend who things turned sour with a couple of years ago and invite him over, but you're too worried that it could be too difficult, because so much has happened since then, and the connection seems rather fragile after all this time?

Do you know that feeling? Waiting for 6pm when your girlfriend will come over and you can stop thinking about your life for a few hours? Except you'll be all moody because you didn't do really anything today? When every option you have of something to do seems like it will suck all of the time available, so it's safer not to do anything?

You ever feel like there's no point risking the shame of getting through on the phone to someone, who could make your dreams come true, and they're just really busy and don't have time for oiks like you when they've got a million demos to listen to and if you'll just be patient they'll get round to listening to it eventually so STOP HASSLING?

You ever feel like as soon as you're alone with your craft, the walls start closing in and you just want to forget?

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I know exactly what you mean. Many more posts like this, Mike, and you'll be the new Crumbling Loaf.

[ mark k-punk 05/02/2004 20:53:51]

there is only ONE crumbling loaf, and that is ME - get off my turf sonny

[ loaf 10/02/2004 00:05:20 :: web]

Ah bin doin' this shit since way back, fule!
And don't call me Susan.

[ Mike 10/02/2004 09:24:41]

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::Monday, February 02, 2004::

Smunky Dub  
 

I decided to make a dub track. This is my attempt to make something a bit more clearly defined and rooted in some kind of immediately identifiable tradition. On my new speakers. So slightly tighter production than usual.

Introducing: Reverb!

Go to Smunk Audio for hassle-free download.

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::Sunday, February 01, 2004::

Just got up to discover...  
 

...that we have no running water. This is a Bad Thing. Time to call landlord.

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