p.s. Hey. ** Steevee, I hope your birthday filled the bill. Vegan Mexican food sounds dreamy. Oh, I forgot to ask you yesterday. How is the Chris Burden documentary? I’m a massive fan of Burden’s and knew him personally a little, and I’m very, very curious about that film. The sentence/disclaimer you suggest sounds good to me. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. Why would Keyframe shut down its archive and make it unavailable? That makes no sense on any level at all, and it’s a bit vicious-seeming of them if anything. ** Jamie, Hey, hey! Yes, the Emitt Rhodes story is a strange, sad one. I was a big fan of his at the time, and I (and many others) couldn’t figure out why he didn’t become a big star. He wrote excellent, very catchy pop songs; he was cute; his earlier band The Merry Go Round had had two sizable hits. Even his story doesn’t fully explain it, to me at least. Mm, it would be hard to explain the sound layout we intend for the film except to say we want it to be noticeable and dynamic, and we want the sound of the film to contribute as much to what we hope will be the film’s strange, modulating, energetic energy as the edit and the story and the other elements do. Like I said, we’re thinking of it as a kind of composition where very quiet scenes will combine/clash with scenes that are noisier to different degrees, either from the quality of the music tracks used in them or due to their natural sounds, whether that’s the sound of the rooms the scenes take place in or, say, the ambient loudness of the scenes set at a rushing river, a very noisy fun fair, etc. We start editing on Monday. Well, on Monday a technician will refresh Zac on the use of the studio’s editing equipment, which he hasn’t worked with in a few years, and then on Tuesday we’ll start the initial marathon of editing daily except weekends for the following five weeks. I hope you can sort out what you think is missing from the cartoon. Well, I know you will, but soon, I hope. Enjoy Brussels, man. What were the art things? How was everything? I look forward to seeing you as soon as you have the time to visit again. Bon love voyage, Dennis. ** S., Hi. I’m very sorry for your loss, man. RIP Chris Cornell. I watched a squib of Tyler Henry, and, yeah, he has a nerdy twink thing. Alligator? Eat? Oh, yeah, I guess I know that people eat them, right. I’m excited that you’re writing again too. ** Dóra Grőber, Hi! I’m glad you found him and his music interesting. My great pleasure. Cool about you scoring the new shirts you like. I desperately need new clothes as I hardly have anything to wear that doesn’t have big holes in it. But because of my stupid allergy to fabrics and dyes, and my need to wear only fully organic clothing, clothes shopping is a bad combination of boring and very unfun, so I always procrastinate. My day was okay. Yes, Gisele and I met, and that was great. She caught me up on the Japan ‘TVC’ tour, which went gangbusters, and I caught her up on the shooting of Zac’s and my new film, and we talked about the TV series — which is still, still waiting to get a green light, mega-ugh — and about the opera project, which seems to be getting ready to progress, and about our new dance piece ‘Crowd’ which we’re getting ready to finish since it premieres soon (this fall), and so on. All good. Otherwise, I mostly worked towards preparing to write the documentary proposal and wandered around. I need to use this weekend wisely because it’ll be my last semi-free time for the next two months at least. How did your Friday turn out? ** H, Hi. Ugh, sorry about the heat in NYC. You know my great dislike of hot weather. I am the least worthy person perhaps in the world to give advice about fashion and dressing. I’m an ignoramus about such things. My other work is going okay. Yes, Monday is the beginning of the editing. I’m very, very excited to start. ** Misanthrope, Hi, G. Glad you found his story interesting. You might actually like his songs. I can definitely see that you might. Mm, I can’t recall an instance of telling someone I was gay and them not believing me, or at least a situation where someone told me to my face that they didn’t believe me. In the early 80s, I went through a phase where I decided I was bisexual, and I had a serious girlfriend for about a year, and it was interesting that pretty much everyone who knew me and knew me as gay didn’t think the fact that I had a girlfriend was strange at all. It was kind if interesting though that when I broke up with her and got a boyfriend, certain people I knew were quite bent out of shape about that whereas they never blinked when my boyfriends and I broke up. Strange stuff. Well, you know how I am. I don’t think my being gay is interesting at all or provides especially important information about who I am to others or to myself. It just is, and it’s not something I think about almost ever or a thing that means much of anything to me. Bon weekend, man. ** Okay. Today I am using the blog space to present my new short literary GIF work. Of course I am doing that partly in hopes that people will either like it and tell me why in some way or just find something interesting or even not interesting about it and vocalize said reaction. However, if you decide to pretend that it isn’t there, you have every right to do that too. Whatever works. See you tomorrow.