...so aside from shameless self promotion, I started this blog as a forum to post loads of old (mostly scrappy) skate footage that I have kicking around.
Finally, I get around to scraping it together and here is a cutting floor sweep up of the Manchild (before the hair, skinnys and vulcanised shoes) to kick it all off.
oh yeah, whilst going through the archives, 2001's First Broadcast is available for ipod biznizz...
No funny stories on this one except the gayness of the unnofficial Grip union aka 'the Gripvine' (see what they did there? Genius.) that send warninsg around via text to all Grips, urging them not to help us out even though it was a charity job.
I kid you not.
Who would have thought that such a burly bunch of chaps could be such little bitches?
Guess this is a bit old now... well a few months anyways.
Basically, I have to deal with all kinds of nause; trying to find Kanye West and his entourage somewhere to go clubbing on a monday night in the middle of berlin smack bang in the middle of trance town, being sent to coax Wiley out of his trailer and convince him that dancing foxes wont make him look soft, driving for hours to find Fergies gang the right kind of chocolate etc etc...
So, when I get the chance to produce something like this, its a total godsend. Great band, great song, directed and shot by two of my best friends on an old modified tube camera from the 60's. Good times.
Check the links out to the side... get Sian Alice Group in your life. They're epic.
Here are some photos of some goofs mucking about and making a film. How it should be.
...but enough about those ballbags, lets get back to me, me, me...
Popped by Slam on my lunch break and the lovely Dan Callow kindly furnished me with an old copy of Sidewalk magazine with my 'silverscreen article' in.
I look fat and mildly retarded and my socks are bad.
It was one of the best shoots ever; I didn't even open any excel spreadsheets, made no calls, didnt argue with any sparks, grips or labs. Just turned up to Shepperton after the pub, ate pizza, drank wrap beers and got my picture taken throwing gang signs with world class DoP, Adam Frisch and world class Director/Encino man, Toben Seymour.
They all won some shit; best Commissioner, best VFX in a video and 'Icon' award.
If you don't know these people then go ahead and try to figure out which is which. Its like 'pin the award on the donkey', except they're not donkeys, they're all good lads.
So, in typical Fos/Landscape tinpot styles, somebody over there forgot to inform me that my film 'Portraits' (2003) was being offered as a podcast, section by section, at www.landscapeskateboards.com. Its always good to see your hard work hacked into sections in a tiny little window.
Nothing new about this news... I'm sure every video nerd out there has already seen this, but for those who haven't, this is the amazing treatment which secured Spike Jonze the Pharcyde 'Drop' video.
So, carrying on from his last zero budget freebie that Corin did for Jon Spencer, here he is in richmond park and lake with his bolex camera, shooting the next one...
Dont feel that bad for him though, he was only in up to his knees whereas Helena jumped in, swum underwater and risked blue/green algae skin rash and an attack by a swarm of ticks. brrrr
I like films and skateboarding and music and nice shoes and booze and zoots and finding typos in places they shouldn't be.
I also like shameless self aggrandizement via a blog.