Monday Song - I Would Be Your Slave

Walking in the snowy street
Let me understand
Drifting down a silent park
Stumbling over land
Open up your heart to me
Show me who you are
And I would be your slave

Do you sleep in quietude?
Do you walk in peace?
Do you laugh out loud at me?
No one else that is free
Open up your heart to me
Show me all you are
And I would be your slave

I don't sit around and wait
I don't give a damn
I don't see the point at all
No footprints in the sand

I bet you laugh out loud at me
A chance to strike me down
Give me peace of mind at last
Show me all you are
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave

I don't sit and wait
I don't give a damn
I don't see the point at all
No footprints in the sand
I would give you all my love
Nothing else is free
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave
(David Bowie)

40

Today would have been my brother Michael's 40th Birthday.

Wow.  40.

Not a day goes by where I don't think of him in some way.  A random memory, or I hear a song, or I wonder what he would have thought about what I've been doing, or if he would have liked Revenge of the Sith.  

I'm pretty sure he would love it and be part of this puppet madness!

Here's a goofy little hand puppet of him I made for an upcoming short film...

And I'm pretty sure he would have loved Revenge of the Sith

"Cat and Mouse"

Animated film by Jim Henson

More proof the man was a genius.

Mondy Song - Rock Crown

Well I haven't seen a doctor
since I can't remember when
But she tells me I've been a talker
since 1976
We went up to the lake and I, I remember
this: my family secret

Pits in my skin where I let you in
This Rock Crown never let you down

I'm a season in Hell- 20 years
from showing up, down on your scene
without a semblance of what I've seen
Tell me what I've seen
Tell me what I've seen
Enough to make this young man
Filthy. Filthy. Clean...

Pits in my skin where I let you in
This Rock Crown never let you down
(7 Mary 3)

Monday Song - The Luckiest

I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest
(Ben Folds)

Down with O.P.P. (Other Peoples Puppets)

Duck Walks Into A Bar

Funny stuff!

I Have Some Bon Jovi CDs for Sale...

Tricky and I were thinking about going to see the Poison/Motley Crue/New York Dolls tour this summer... Then we saw tickets were 90ish bucks.
No thanks. Nikki Sixx and Bret Micheals already have enough money, not gonna pay them that much to hear the same songs they played in 1988, 1991, 1999, 2005, 2006, 2007, and so on...

So it got me looking at other tickets.
And BITE ME BON JOVI.
Bon Jovi sings songs about the working man. "Tommy" from Livin' on A Prayer, guys like that. Tickets for the bands concerts are now 200-500 dollars (even over $1,000.00 for the show in CT). So much for Tommy taking Gina out for a nite. So much for a band that cares about fans.
I culd see if some of the money was going to charity. But it's not.


Tommy used to work on the docks
Unions been on strike, he's down on his luck
It's tough, so tough
Bon Jovi's coming to town
He wants to take his girl
But the tickets cost more than his rent
So he'll just settle for beer and a shot and find a
New favorite band that cares
About fans
And not just money

There so many bands out there, playing, that are amazing. You can see one every nite. And not break the bank, look around, and try something new. Or you can finance Jon Bon Jovi's next mansion, and Richie Sambora's next trip to rehab.

I want to see movies!

By indie film makers!  Here's a copy and pasted post from Paris In Plantsville's Facebook!

Films Wanted!

 

Are you a film maker?

Made a flick?

Want it screened at Paris In Plantsville?

 

You do?  Good!  We want to show it!

 

Resident artists Jon Bristol (that's me!)  and Steve Rand are currently putting together a schedule of films to be screened at the gallery starting in May, and a film festival weekend is being planned for the summer of 2011.

Short films, feature films, comedy, drama, experimental, action, documentary, any kind!

 Contact Jon via email at  jon@elmwoodproductions.com with "Film Submission" in the title. Or stop by the gallery and drop off a DVD.

 

No submission guidelines!  You made a movie, we wanna see it!  

Reruns!

We're showing "Josh and Todd" at Paris In Plantsville on 

4/22 and 4/23!!!

Be there!!!!

Finally relaxed enough to blog!

OK....

So we had the "Josh and Todd" screenings at Paris In Plantsville and it was amazing.

My (our) first feature film showed two nites in a row to packed houses. And it got lots of laughs.

"So what's next?"

I got asked that a lot those nites.

For "Josh and Todd" it's going to be some tweaking, and more screenings before the DVD release. And we're going to finish up "Steve the Vampire" and "Animal Behavior" this spring. And then start shooting this awesome series Gabe came up with called "Grimrod". And then hopefully by summer we'll be shooting a second feature film. A horror flick without puppets. Just to stretch a bit and do something different.

Another question I kept getting:

"Are you going to do a Johnnie Sojive movie?"

Short answer is YES.

Heheheheh....

Unintended Results...

I got a phone call last nite at the gallery from a dear old friend Rich.
We've been friends since high school.  Over the year we've managed to loose touch, get back in touch, loose touch, get back in touch...  And so on.  But we can always pick right up where we left off, and it's like going home.
Anyway, he and his wife and son came to see "Josh and Todd" on 2/19.  I'm not going to get into details, but apparently seeing this film help his family through a crisis.
Something wonderfully positive came out of the movie.  Sure, we got tons of laughs, and people really loved the flick, but I never expected the film to make a difference in a person's life.
That's an amazing feeling, and I thank you Rich for sharing with me.

Monday Song, on a Tuesday Nite...

Before the lyrics of the day I wanna babble here for a bit.

About Tricky Rock.

I met Pete (AKA Tricky) in the 1980's, in elementary school. We became friends quickly (being outcasts it was pretty east, we already had that in common!) and we've been friends ever since.

Earlier today he posted a Poison video of "Something To Believe In" on his Facebook page and said 'For my homie" and I knew it was me. In return I posted Poison's "Ride The Wind".

I know "Ride" makes him think of my brother who he got to know pretty well over the years too. And I know he misses him too.

Pete did something great for me back in 1993 when my brother died. He just hung out. Never asked if I was OK, never asked what I was thinking, never even asked if I wanted to hang out. He just did. And man, we did a lot.

In the first four years after he died Pete and I went everywhere and did everything, all the time.

We partied, we were in bands, we worked on movies, listened to Prince endlessly, and saw all of New England, we did whatever the Hell we wanted. We rode the wind.

We went from friends to brothers. And now, to this day he's still my brother.

Our lives have gone in drastically different directions in the past five years, and we don't hang out every day anymore. But not a day goes by without an email, a call, a text, something... Something between us.

He's always kept me in check. He'll always be my brother.

And now the Monday Song.... or songs

Late at night when the world's a-sleepin'

U are frightened cuz the power's creepin'

In your room, it's something U're afraid of

Life of doom is what this feeling's made of

Power fantastic is in your life at last

U're a little apprehensive

Cuz what it is, is what U want and need

Minor G is the chord of pleasure

It will be played 11 measures

U will see fire, but U're cool as ice

U are a liar, huh, if U say this isn't nice

Power fantastic is in your life at last

U're a little apprehensive

What it is, is what U want and need

(Prince)

We all carry the cross and speak what we're taught

Lies and money become the white man's god

We've burned all our bridges one too many times

The time has come now to draw the line

You know you've got to

Stand, stand, stand for what you believe

Express yourself in the face of change

Repress yourself, you surely seal your fate

You got to look inside, the answer lies in wait

Resurrect before it's too late

You know you've got to

Stand, stand, stand for what you believe

Somebody rescue me, come down and rescue me

I know the soul of a good man has got to be free

When you stand, stand for what you believe

(Poison)

Profile From Paris In Plantsville

I've been a Resident Artist at Paris In Plantsville since September of last year.  It's been a great time, and we just had the gallery's first anniversary in February.

Now that I'm getting back to my blogging I wanted to share this video that's been on Paris' YouTube page....

Sorry I'm so ugly!