Yes, we premier Tale End at 8 :30 this Saturday… as the lovely Solitaire beckons you from over her shoulder. For part 2 of this series… go HERE!
Cheers & Happy HNT!
Archive for February, 2007
Part 1 of 2 of 2 HNT
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Feb
Well, here I am.
27
Feb
Just took myself out for a drink and thought I’d post early. (Yeah, I rather enjoy my company and perhaps I’ll allow myself to get lucky with me later. lol.)
Oh, sense of foreboding is gone. A good nights rest took care of that. Today was sort of a day off… kinda. Tomorrow it’s full bore again with graphics and 2 rehearsals… plus getting things in order around here… OK, at least neater.
I did some laundry today… there’s more to do tomorrow. Though while I was waiting for the laundry several thoughts crossed through my mind. However, I’m going to wait to process them before I offer them up here.
The fest is a day away. More madness is up ahead. More headaches and hiccups… but they are (mostly) not mine to worry about. I enjoyed the run I had. This is their run. Hiccups and all… once it is over and the dust is cleared… they should take pride in their handiwork. I know that I will be proud of them.
Yeah… and part 2 of the TJ HNT will also be posted.
EDIT: 1:20 PM
Damn, I’m slammed with even more web/graphic work than I want.
On another note. THIS SITE is so cool with Lost Cities!
You ever get one of those days…
26
Feb
… when there is this low rumble of a threat that something could go wrong at anytime? I had one of those today. Just an uneasy feeling. I hate those… especially when that foreboding lingers all day. Though I am thankful (so far) that this inkling hasn’t played out… whatever it is.
Just another short one today. Oh yeah, we caught some ink in the local paper yesterday. HERE is the link to that. Also there was something in a local e-zine HERE!
Hope you have a good Tuesday.
(image “borrowed” from HERE.)
EDIT: 8:25 AM
MORE INK! Today’s edition features our boy, Kien. You can read all about it HERE! Plus in the same paper some more on the Rogue Fest HERE!
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It’s been a whirlwind of activity…
26
Feb
… this weekend. Lugging equipment and setting up venues for the Festival. A flurry of activity as the Rogue begins to take over the Tower District for the next 2 weeks.
I have to admit that I am getting excited with the upcoming openings of my shows in it. I have a pretty tight schedule on Saturday as 2 of my shows are playing back to back. At 7:30 Suicide Lounge plays and then I have 15 minutes to book to another venue for the premier of Tale End. It’s gonna be both a rush and exhausting. But I am looking forward to it.
You should be able to catch updates and pics of the fest right here… with with more of the Rogue Experience found HERE and HERE. Blogging from me is probably going to be a little spotty but I will attempt report my reactions and observations as best I can.
Da Count – my muse
22
Feb
What I do and how I do it depends on the muse that tickles me fancy at the time of creating. I have been fortunate to have muses over the years when I have been creating… but not like this one. (BTW… I have created without a muse as well…. but that is for a different discussion.) This one has kept me in a happy state of utter insanity that I could not pay for – really, for all the money in the world. This is a stellar muse that anyone in the creative field could only dream about.
Sometimes a muse can be an idea, a notion, an inkling, an object, a presence … but this muse is real. Real as in flesh and blood real! It is strange how this happens (I’ve quit trying to figure it out.)… I really can’t explain it… but it does. Something or someone clicks within and it’s all about getting the shit out. (And boy, do I have a lot of shit. lol.)
So, my count is my muse. The wonderful presence who has brought me the inspiration to go on even after I had exhausted all avenues. This muse opens up a spectrum of possibilities. I originally felt the project was going nowhere… but it didn’t in this case.
Raise a glass (with me) to my muse… I really couldn’t have done it without my muse. This muse is something else… (trust me on this one.I would venture to suggest a “Guess the muse meme”)… but I’m not in this case. (Really…. this one is a keeper.) TO MY MUSE!
To find out what Da Count is all about… click the flashing sign above.
BTW… some of you want to know about Suicide Lounge… the video is below. Yeah… if you are in the area…. come see the show.
Part 1 of 2 HNT!
21
Feb
Because the second part of this series is HERE. Then next week you will get the first of the second part here and yada, yada.
Anyway, be warned that this is also a great excuse to promo my new show Tale End. When you go THERE you can find out all about it!
Oh, yeah…. that’s Solitaire in the pic! See more of her by going there!
Cheers and Happy HNT!
Finished editing our promo video…
20
Feb
… HERE IT IS! (Just click Talepromovideo under the player to steal it for your own blog.
Oh yeah, go check the TJ Blog and meet one of our Rogue Buddies there!
Oh yeah (number two), there may be an HNT this week.
A Monday at that!
20
Feb
Just to get it out of the way… there is a NEW POST on the TJ site. We had a pickup rehearsal tonight that went pretty darn well.
Been quite a day. More web work… then I began toying with a promotional video for Tale End. Hopefully it will be completed by tomorrow. I think it’ll run about a minute or so long.
2 weeks more till the Rogue begins. There is still loads to do… but this year that is not my job. I have a few more bits and pieces on the graphics department. Then, I’m just a shmoe like everybody else. I’m sure I’ll hear about this, that and the other but I aim to make the effort to support and help where I can… then mind my own business. But mostly to get my own shows up and bouncing.
BTW… how do you like the new “recent comments” widget in the sidebar. Pretty nifty, eh?
Not much more to say today… probably because I spilt most of it on the TJ post. Perhaps more later in the day. Hope your Tuesday goes well.
Chinese New Year & Firecrackers
18
Feb
Bouncing off the lovely Cosima’s recent post and one by my friend, Patrick… (plus he sent an IM greeting to me this morning)… I thought I’d post a little about Chinese New Year. At least my own memories of the holiday as I was growing up in Malaysia.
Somewhat related to the post before this one… it always impressed me that one of the customs was a New Year’s Eve dinner with the family. The idea was that all accusations, quarrels and debts be settled on that night so the new year starts fresh… on a clean slate. Over time I had been privileged to have been invited as a “special guest” to a few of these dinners. (Usually a private family affair.)
At one especially… the dinner was ordered not to start until the quarreling siblings settled their issues outside the house. (They had both sat at the table with scowls on their faces earlier.) I remember hearing raised voices as a light and party atmosphere ensued inside. After 20 minutes or so… the siblings entered, apologised to the parents for holding up dinner, poured tea for each other and all was well with the world again… and dinner could start. Not saying that this is how it is conducted at every home but I was impressed with how it was conducted at this one.
Growing up when a ban on Firecrackers had not yet been imposed was a lot of fun. Long strings of firecrackers would hang from the second floor of shophouses in certain sectors of town and there seemed to be a never ending din of explosions. Usually a lion or dragon dance would also be performed in front of the businesses to ensure prosperity for the coming year as the crackers went off. At the end of the dance… the lion or dragon would stretch up and collect it’s packet of money that was perched high. Businesses across the street from each other would try to out do each other and soon the street would be carpeted with red paper as a result of all the firecrackers exploding. (The most impressive I remember seeing was a string so long it had to be “looped” to hang up at least 5 times.) The one lasting impression that is burned into my memory of this is riding in a bus through a red covered street with firecrackers going off on both sides of the window. I’m pretty sure that year the “kwai” (devils) of bad luck stayed far away.
Then there was the joy of buying firecrackers and playing with them as a kid. All the reports of people blowing their digits off never stopped us. (I never blew my digits off but did suffer flash burns on several occasions.) One of the favorite things to do was to light one under a can to see how high it would fly. (yeah, there was an element of gambling involved in this.) The other was throwing firecrackers in a monsoon drain just to get that great loud echo sound. The other (and this involved real skill) was tossing lit ones into a pond to make the water explode. It was all in the timing because if you threw it too early… it would just fizzle out. The other was to cut open the firecrackers with a razorblade and light the powder just for the flash! Thinking back… boy, it was a dangerous childhood I lived through! LOL! Though I wouldn’t change a thing about it.
This is the year of the Pig… may it be a year of prosperity for one and all! Click here to find out how your animal sign will do this year.
YAAAAAAAM SEEENG!
the accuser is the accused…
17
Feb
… most of the time. The topic came up recently during a conversation about cheating spouses. A friend was sharing how the “ex” would make accusations of cheating when it was really the ex who was cheating all along. This sparked a lively discussion with the collective agreement that the accuser is more often than not the accused.
When I was younger I was told that “pointing the finger gets 3 pointed back at you”. Quaint, I thought to myself until about 20 years ago when I caught myself committing this very sin. What was once a quaint proverb became a very real truth and those 3 fingers of my own hand pointing back at me loomed large. I have since (mended my ways and) learned that accusations only come from expressing our own fears – the very (dark and unsavory) acts we would commit are the same ones we would accuse others of.
If the action never existed within our own realm of possibility we would usually not make the accusation. For instance, another friend a few years ago was sharing marriage woes with me. After several of these chats I suggested that perhaps there was a third party involved and it was vehemently dismissed by my friend. Unfortunately, it turned out to be true. I wasn’t really surprised that my friend didn’t even consider this a possibility since it was not part of my friend’s nature in the first place.
I do however have to qualify all of this by saying that it almost always applies to unfounded accusations. Now if one sees the hand with crumbs… chances are the cookie jar is being pilfered. That’s a different discussion entirely.
Unfounded suspicions emerge from the very same place. Not just in matters of the heart but even in the workplace and at play. The one who accuses of slacking is usually always the biggest slacker of the bunch. In gambling… the one accusing of cheating would probably be the biggest cheater at the table. Blurting the accusation is only the eruption fueled usually by mounting guilt and misperceptions. Unfounded accusations and suspicions really only betray one’s own possible failings and fears and only illuminates our own dark intent.
On an entirely different note… to all my Chinese friends out there… Kung Hee Fatt Choy! (that’s one of the dozen or so spellings I’ve seen it done in.)