I’ve decided to not be a part of the business side of things in Enter the Kitchen. Reading great tomes on television distribution rights and having endless meetings on television business strategy and whatnot is not something I have time to focus on right now and most likely not something I will have use for in the future. I have too many other things to deal with at the moment. I will still be taking part in the creative side of the project and we’re all still great friends. Hooray!
ETK Films, our upstart company, has won the preliminary Faroese round of Creative Business Cup by default. Hence we will be travelling to Copenhagen in November to compete with teams from around the world with our somewhat different cooking show. Which is nice.
Other than that, there’s a huge Alesis midi drum kit in my bedroom. We’ll be recording some new material for The Reverends this week. Equally nice. Just dandy, really. Will update more as things develop.
The first song on When You’re Done by The Reverends.
You Gotta Go
Hey, you gotta go
You gotta go, you gotta go…
Yes, that’s right, it’s the only way, you have got to go
The bright lights of the city
Always held their charms for me
Hoin’ corn and plowing soil
Never gave me peace
So I set out on a journey
Just sixteen years of age
My pa gave me a slap on the head
The farmer, three months wage
Said, You gotta go…
Found me a city woman
Expensive in her ways
We liquored and we boozed it
Every night for thirty days
We saw every show on main street
And I behaved just like a fool
The money ran out, she got sore
And I told my little jewel
Babe, you gotta go…
Nothing left to do
But to be on my way
Poor as can be
I just jumped an old freight train
I met a young hobo
He said his name was Jack.
He said, you just gotta keep on going
Cause you never can go back
Said, you gotta go…
Last month, our rootsy band The Reverends played at the SCC, the largest country festival in Scandinavia. Apparently, it was quite a light brownish affair.
The Revvies are currently scattered in two different countries but collaborating online. The intention is to release a track sometime in november and to arrange a tour in Germany next year.
I’ve just returned from a choir trip to Russia and Finland and my good friends, Gudmund and Brandur, and I are now hard at work on ‘Enter the Kitchen’, our new food show with a fictional storyline. We’re currently focusing on funding and starting a film company. Brandur is a (toy) gun aficionado and said guns have proven useful when one of us veers off track in our work efforts.
I’m eating an orange and it’s making my keyboard sticky. It’s 3 A.M and this is just a test.
But then again, I can’t sleep so why not write. In a few hours, Curiosity, is due to land on Mars. At least I hope it lands. I’ve seen the animation of all the automated maneuvers and the math behind them (not that I know much about that) and if NASA pulls this one off, I will be awestruck. It will be a true testament to how far we’ve come, at least techwise. Events like these give me hope. I want the human race (or our robot overlords) to make it, to prosper, to spread, even if we deserve it or not. Our good side deserves it tenfold, our destructive side, less so.
And now I will drag my weary butt back to bed. Up in three hours to see what’s out there.
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And I’m back. One minute to entry… and they’ve begun guided entry… some early clapping… heathen stragglers… “everything looks fine, as expected”, thank science… parachute deploy, they say!… deceleration!… 86 metres per second… skycrane…started, holy shit… everything as expected… ” YES!
Changes will be made, I tell you! Changes!