So my performance art partner, Wayne Gilbert, became buddies with latest Bjork-husband, Matthew Barney. Wayne came home from NYC all fired up, and immediately requested biographies from me and the rest of our motley troupe to send to MB. I didn't have anything remotely cool to send. Ramsey Telly had award-winning videos, Wayne had his art catalog, and I had,... what? A CD? A written bio? Superlame-ass shit to be sending to Matthew Barney: ascended jedi-master creator of the freaking Cremaster Cycle. Did I mention that time was of the essence?
So, I fired up iMovie and thought that I'd do some edgy-cool video resume and I COULD NOT GET THE **&damn AUDIO TO WORK! That's right. I run a big-box, famous-as-all-get-out audio studio, and I cannot get a signal to my laptop. So, necessity being the mother of invention, I just made a video of myself writing notes to MB over clips of my latest music. Success? I think so.
Please pardon the bad (written) language. I'm an artist after all, and given to fits of emotional pique.
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