For the release of Brent Amaker and the Rodeo's album "Year of the Dragon". Seattle artist Jeff "Weirdo" Jacobson was asked to create a 30 foot Mural on the side of Neumos, a live music venue in Seattle. The artwork was based on the cover art created by Afro Samurai artist/creator Takashi Okazaki and then adapted to a poster deign by The Fred Wildlife Agency.
This film documents the creation of the Mural and interviews the artists involved.
Directed | Shot | Edited
Brad Strain @ Scared of Genre Films
From desolate deserts to snow washed mountains Brent Amaker and The Rodeo have been searching for the Truth. This pursuit has produced numerous albums and taken them to venues across the world, in spotless matching threads, to perform their songs for a dedicated cult following. Their sound, which could aptly be described as a Morricone soundtrack written by Kraftwerk with dead serious classic country vocals, has garnered them placement in television shows such as “Weeds” and “Califonication”. In 2013 Brent Amaker and The Rodeo released their new full length Year Of The Dragon. The album’s 13 all new tracks take square aim at Truth - to spill a weathered wisdom across the current musical landscape. The album also features original cover artwork by Afro Samurai creator Takashi Okazaki.
Soon after the inception of integrated A.I. and the Explosion of the Sun, Amaker's survival hinged upon a retreat to the far reaches of space and the melding of man and machine.
Decades of being on the run, brawls with space bandits, and encounters with alien overlords in the Final Frontier forced Amaker to forsake his Earthly body and upload his consciousness into a mechanical humanoid.
Amaker now finds himself in remote dives on distilled moons, riddled with massive mining structures, unrecognizable as the man who once lived in a damp, green corner of the solar system. His memories of that place have long since corrupted and disintegrated from his operating systems. Amaker no longer considers himself an Earth man.
Countless extraterrestrial whiskeys, Thylaxian tobaccos, and other foreign contraband have all but eroded whatever humanity he had left. Yet, his voice rings true. His original vocal cords still reverberate throughout his bionic body, emanating electromagnetic waves in a flange-tinged echo. A hypersonic pulse that startles even the most terrifying Trorgian Wolf Clans.
For Android Amaker is The One, King of the Outer Galaxy.