Tuesday, May 11, 2010

I BUILT A GUITAR!

This is the guitar I built (and have been playing all day). It is made up of a 1969 E-110 TEISCO guitar and a 1967 SILVERTONE DANELECTRO bass.
I purchased them from my Great Grandfather's estate sale when I was about 11 or 12 yrs. old. I used to play around with them in his attic.
Sadly they both were once in nice/satisfactory condition and completely playable until my inquisitive grubby hands put stickers all over them, took them apart, and essentially ruined them.
UNTIL NOW. I am very glad to have made this guitar. I ordered the missing pieces off EBAY - re-soldered the lipstick pickup electronics and repainted it. Here is a rough step by step for you to see what I did exactly.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

In the spirit of Aldous Huxley’s BRAVE NEW WORLD and George Orwell’s 1984 comes the 1967 film PRIVILEGE.

Shot in faux Documentary style, this striking film is a comment on how commercialism can be used to quell the masses into complacency in order to create a totalitarian state and establish complete political, social, and cultural control over their subjects. The British Government (in the near future) creates an iconic figure out of Steven Shorter, a POP star who’s violent and demeaning stage act depicting his time in prison and wish to be exonerated as prison guards taunt and beat him during his songs is a worldwide sensation. He appears to be the most loved and most influential person in the world but behind the scenes it is revealed that he is simply a broken shell of a young man who is completely controlled by his managerial staff who is working for the government.

As the story progresses we see that it is really an existential portrayal of personal identity and choice. Steven meets a young beautiful painter who has been commissioned by the government to paint his portrait and for the first time he begins gaining feelings of want and desire for his own needs.

One of the most poignant lines is delivered by Steven’s Business manager who tries to express the importance of his continued complacency, he calmly explains: “There are millions of people down there…millions of little people…the Liberal idea of given enough education these millions will grow into self aware, creative human beings is nothing but an exploded myth. It can never happen”.

Points of especial interest:

The film even hilariously parodies itself as Steven has to do a series of commercials promoting Apples in order to get the public to eat 6 apples a day so they don’t waste the fallen ones. The director of the film is a pretentious blow-hard who decides he needs people in apple outfits in order to “become” apples and describes his commercials as existential, philosophical works.

Later Steven is forced to represent Christianity as he is forced to create a pop version of a hymn with all the musicians dressed like and shaven like Christian Monks (perhaps a nod to the actual garage/punk band the Monks who did just that as a parody to organized religion).

The film peaks with the largest staging of nationalism in the history of Great Britain; the beginning of Christian crusade week. This supposed pop concert looks more like a Fascist convention, even including a cross on fire and huge red and black iconic images of Steven.

The Coalition Governments message to the public by supporting Christian Crusade week is “We need no longer have any disturbing political differences when we are all of one faith and we believe in one God and one Flag”. Then three words, WE WILL CONFORM, is put on cards and given to all. As a screaming, flailing priest gives a speech mimicking Adolph Hitler and forces the entire audience to repeat these words aloud. Afterward they all sieg heil, lead by a group of pop musicians who sing a new National Anthem to Great Britain.

Of course this is not the end of the film and that I will not give away, but I will say that it is a bitterly real and hopelessly tragic. If you are a fan of intelligent writing and enjoy the look and pacing of 60’s cinema (obviously hugely influential to filmmakers such as WES ANDERSON), you must check out this film! It had a real effect on me and I think it will you too.

Friday, March 26, 2010

GUILTY PLEASURES

Face it people, we all have secrets. I'm about to share with you some of my deepest darkest most heinous guilty pleasures...

1. CROSSROADS (1986) starring Ralph Macchio, Joe Seneca and Jami Gertz, inspired by the legend of blues musician Robert Johnson. The film was directed by Walter Hill and featured an original score featuring Ry Cooder and Steve Vai. Vai also appears in the film as the devil's guitar player in the climactic guitar duel.

Why is it a guilty pleasure? I have to admit, I openly love Walter Hill's work, I adore Robert Johnson. But this film is a white guilt parfait with whipcream on top. It's the story of a young WHITE boy from Juilliard Music school who not only ends up getting accepted as a "BLUESMAN" but does something greats like Robert Johnson supposedly couldn't do...Beat the Devil by out-guitar playing his most wicked minion (Steve Vai of all people).

Fun to watch? YES

Disrespectful and arrogant wet dream of every blues loving white guy out there? DEFINITELY!

2. FIONNA APPLE - My mind says noooo, but my ears say yes!

3. STEPHEN KING - I like to say that I use his works to clear my mind after reading heavy material or non-fiction, but that's just a lame excuse to read it. Still I would argue the legitimacy of THE STAND being a masterful work of fiction to anyone. And the Dark Half rules! Oddly I am not at all ashamed to proclaim my love of his films MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE, CHRISTINE, PET CEMETERY, THE SHINING (Kubrick's of course) and IT.

4. ROD MCKUEN - This loses me about a thousand "hip" points. I like alot of poetry from Keats to Bukowski but what started the love affair with verse was this smaltzy bastard. I blame it all on naive youth and nostalgia.

Most Shocking Endings!

Films/Series:



1. Invasion (2005 TV series)
2. The Mist (2007)
2. Angel (1999 TV series)
4. One flew over the cuckoo's nest (1975)
5. Easy Rider (1969)
6. The Tenant (1976)
7. Rosemary's Baby (1968)
8. Night of the Living Dead (1968)
9. Night of the Living Dead (1990)
10. Bonnie and Clyde (1967)

Books:



1. Frankenstein (Mary Shelley)
2. Savage Night (Jim Thompson)
3. Of Mice and Men (John Steinbeck)
4. Day of the Triffids (John Wyndham)
5. Geek Love (Katherine Dunn)

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Some Randomness...

Violet is starting to talk! She says "peeeze" and "up" and "Eat" and a host of others. It's sooo cute! But she's getting so big my baby is turning into a little girl :( That's o.k. I guess. It's exciting to watch her grow.

Stacy is not happy with her job and has been looking for something else. Problem is she is a great teacher and kids really gravitate towards her...but it's mostly the adults she is fed up with. I hope she finds something she really enjoys doing...but that's hard to do with jobs. I HATE JOBS...so much that I think no matter what I did I would grow to dislike going to work, just because I have to be there. Some people say if you get a job you really love you will always be excited to go to work. I think thats bogus, at least for me. Well maybe if writing music was my job...I could dig that!

Trying to find time to watch films now is hard but here's a couple of thoughts on things I've seen...

GI JOE - previously I wrote a blog about how excited I was....well that was stupid. This movie is shit. Not "the" shit...just shit. I mean the kid from 3rd rock from the sun is Cobra Commander???!?? Thats just ridiculous. This is the let down of the decade.

SAW VI - It was alright...attacking the insurance companies keeps with hot topics but...I don't know what to say. It was a SAW film. If you've seen one you get it. I liked it.

UNDECLARED series - Fun, silly, hilarious - but not quite as good as FREAKS AND GEEKS. But then what is? I still recomend it highly.


thats it for me. imout.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

The broken shreds of narrow roads...and other tales of boredom.

I am the red silhouette. Under the tree of design that constitutes the very mold from which we sprang. I am the adolescent screams of rage that penetrate the cement walls of basements everywhere. I am the daughters of discontent sewing their sleeves long enough to conceal a knife and wishing with their whole hearts that anchors would fall. Never have I been so terribly blank as to say "hello, some weather we're having." and yet never have I been so filled up to actually remember a thing or two. So why am I writing this and what does it mean. I don't fucking know...

Monday, February 1, 2010

After J.D. Salinger died I heard a radio program discussing "what book changed your life". This got me thinking about movies (as does everything else). So I wondered what film changed my life or more succinctly, what film made such an impression that it has altered my perception and stayed in the forfront of my mind since I first saw it.
Now , like all pseudo intellectual 30somethings, I would love to say it was Godard's "Breathless" or Kurosawa's "The Seven Samurai", Hell, even Fincher's "Fight Club" that drilled it's way past pop culture into the meaty center of my brain and altered my very foundation.
HOWEVER...it is none of those, nor the expansive list of films of social and celuloid relevence I have seen; but a fun, silly little jem called "BILL and TED'S Excellent Adventure."
Yes it's true...and all who know me know that it's true. Not even Romero's "Dead" franchise has created so much excitement, wonder, and happiness in me. I quote the film constantly. Watch it endlessly, and enjoy it more each time. The only film that may take it's place would be..."Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey".

P.S. That book that changed my life? Again...I'd like to say it was Dostoevsky's "Notes From Underground" or Howard Zinn's "Peoples History of the United States" or Hell, even "Fight Club" but it was not. The book was "Bill and Ted comic book no. 1" - JUST KIDDING...it was actually Jim Thompson's "The Killer Inside Me" and that ain't no shit.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010



This is a short film I made a long time ago at the Uptown Theatre for the Speedboat Gallery Film Festival.

DRAW THE LINE

"An artist gets a little too sucked into his imagination in this short film by underground filmmaker Mike Alvin. Starring the late (real life) minneapolis comic book artist Eric Lappegard."

I made this film many years ago on 16mm camera. As many of my projects Eric was a major part. I miss him, but I am thankful I have so much footage because it really shows how animated he was.

Monday, November 9, 2009

F-ing Hillarity!





I've seen some really funny shows/movies lately. For a short time I kind of thought comedy had dried up, somewhere in the end of the great 80's and early 2000's, I seemed to rely on only a few things to get me through. This includes KIDS IN THE HALL and some moderately funny things such as the Farley films, Mike Myers films...S&L cast movies etc. but none packed the punch of FLETCH, The STEVEN WRIGHT SPECIAL, etc. etc. of the 80's.
Now with the new breed of comedy comes alot of mediocrity and poop jokes, but littered among the ever growing American Pie fare are some GREEEEAAAT things.
1. TRAILER PARK BOYS (series or film)!!!
2. HANK AND MIKE (film)
3. PARTY DOWN (series)
4. 30 Rock (tv)
5. The Office (tv)

6. Adventureland (film)

7. It's always Sunny in Philadelphia (series)
8. The Mighty Boosh (bbc series)
9. Flight of the Conchords (series)

These are just a few examples of things that have got me laughing again. Check them out!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Praise for the THIN MAN

Yesterday Stacy and I watched the first of the 1934 NICK and NORA series "THE THIN MAN" starring William Powell and Myrna Loy. We both LOVED it. It's mixture of Noir settings and sarcastic (and sometimes sardonic) humor was brilliant and enjoyable. I laughed out loud many times. I found William Powell hilarious in his alcoholic (but sharp witted) role (lovable like Dudley Moore in Arthur but calculating like Sherlock Holmes) and I thought Myrna Loy was gorgeous (especially her nose which I found uniquely cute). And who could forget the Adorable Dog ASTA who even has his own fan site! http://www.iloveasta.com/ThinMan.htm. As the site sums up..."Endless cocktails and abundant wealth aside, Nick and Nora Charles presented a picture of the kind of married domestic life people really wanted - and still want - to have."

I should also mention that the story was based on a 1933 book written by the amazing Dashiell Hammett.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

My daughters first boyfriend :)




Here is a pic of Violet with her new "buddy" at daycare. I find it so funny how they sit together behind everyone else. Ha ha.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Long time since...

I really have little to say although it has been a long time since I posted. I just finished reading Thunderstruck by Erik Larson. He's the guy who wrote Devil in the White City which I will read soon. I am quite intrigued by H.H.Holmes (even making him the mascot of my old band Stateline Motel) and have read alot - including a short biography. So I'm excited to read this new book as well although I'm sure it will be a repeat of the things I already know. My fascination for Holmes (and yes he took the moniker from Sherlock because he thought he was as smart as the fictional character) replaced my previous fascination with Sweeny Todd which waned slightly before the film came out.

I have read so many books since I last posted I can't even conjure them up in my mind right now. Notably I read Starvation Heights: A True Story of Murder and Malice in the Woods of the Pacific Northwest. It was a riveting and unnerving story of two sisters who go to a "doctor" for her starvation cure technique but then they are robbed and starved to death by the woman. I found it most interesting that the "doctor" was from Minneapolis, where I now live. After this book I read Into the Wild which coincedentally happened to also be about starvation. Boy am I hungry.

Among the letdowns I have read was Joe Hill's (Stephen Kings son) 20th century ghosts - It started out strong and the first few stories are GREAT but then it takes a sharp turn and falls flat. I also tried The Colorado Kid by Stephen King = snore. Then Rogue Scholar which heralded interesting subject matter, but was written like a cross between court proceedings and a dry school text book so it was laboreous to get through.

I found a great story I had never read by Jim Thompson called "Case of the Catalogue Clue" in a book called A Scream in the Dark: and other true crime stories (originally released as Murder Plus). It was great, but the book - even the reprint - seems very hard to find online. I found it at Barnes and Noble in the cheap section!!!
So to wrap up this rant - I've been reading alot more than watching films because of Violet. (I don't yet want to expose her to too much for fear of her having nightmares). BUT I did watch the ENTIRE series of BATTLESTAR GALACTICA much to the shagrin of Stacy and everyone else I have confessed this too :) - p.s. it was GREAT!

My band REIGNING KNIVES is kicking ass. We just played two outdoor shows (on the same street just blocks from eachother! :) They went off well and I really like our tunes and my bandmates. More on that later though.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Friday, February 20, 2009






Fuck! When I was a teenager I was a PUNK. A BLOODY PUNKROCKER! I went to hundreds of shows and moshed (or slamdanced as we used to call it then), from start to finish. I had a mohawk...I wore spikes...a Bullet Belt...sewed my pants tight onto myself. I saw some of the best/worst bands of my generation on a two foot high stage in the basement of the Nordic Hall in Sioux Falls, SD. Small town scenes were the tightest and surprisingly we had the best bands come through. I remember listening to MINOR THREAT with my cousin/best friend Shawn blasting from my overstressed, treble drenched speakers of my Dodge Omni and thinking "Even when I'm old I'll be listening to this shit!". I remember wondering what happened to people that would make them gravitate away from loud, angsty, exciting music and want (actually WANT) to listen to sappy Lawrence Welk type bullshit or classic rock piss and dribble that plays endless loops on squaking, product hawking radio stations or portentous "intellectual" j-j-jazz. Well brothers and sisters I am now thirty-two and although I can say that I still listen to punk I have mellowed to the point of finding myself sitting in a bourgeois jazz joint listening to my friend and ex band-mate's free jazz/experimental combo. WHATTHEHELLHAPPENEDTOME? I miss the ENERGY the raw PASSION of PUNK. Yeah I know my buddy digs what he's doin'. I know that he feels smooth and cool jamming to some stinky mid-tempo trumpet lead bleeps and bloops...but FUCK. I felt like a shmuck. All these pseudo-hip, secret pot smoking, designer glasses wearing assholes who are walking the knifes edge to middle age bobbing their heads thinking "I totally get this, man. I am really cool. I can't wait to pass the bar and then fuck that chick at reception". YUCK! MAN! SHIT! I'm not one of these people...but then I'm not an angst ridden teenager who is content with a band that has thirty songs all in the same key and using three (if you lucky) chords. WHERE AM I AT? My home life is AMAZING my wife and daughter are so seriously cool and fun and I wouldn't trade them for the world. It's not that I'm unhappy with my life...just the current soundtrack!!!!!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Sunday, January 4, 2009



This week I achieved a feat to be envied by all the lonely zit faced nerds in basements everywhere...I watched the entire 9 seasons (202 episodes) and two movies, in order from start to finish, of the fantastic X-FILES. This has been a ridiculous goal of mine since I was a wee-tot, o.k., more like a teen-tot.
I have never enjoyed a series as much or launched myself so fully into its mythology. My wife and I have watched
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER,
ANGEL,
FIREFLY,
HARSH REALM*,
JERICHO*,
TAKEN*,
THE LOST ROOM,
DRESDEN,
POINT PLEASANT,
PETE & PETE,
FREAKS AND GEEKS,
SEX IN THE CITY**,
MY SO CALLED LIFE**,
RENO 911,
and SIX FEET UNDER in order as well.
We have also kept up with BONES, DEXTER and CSI. (BOW TO US LAMEOIDS, FOR WE ARE THE CHOSEN ONES). I am now working on a series from 1967 called THE INVADERS. This is a fantastic pre-X-files mythos of an Alien plot to wipe out humanity so they can inhabit the earth. I highly recommend it!!


*only I have watched these
**only my wife has watched these

Sunday, November 2, 2008

More Comedy thoughts...

I am in my early thirties and was raised on Video, like so many my age. Before my generation I think the idea of watching films more than once was not as prevalent. Like reading a book most people saw a movie once and that was it. With the advent of the wonderous VCR, however, movies could be viewed again and again and again....(much like my copy of BEETLEJUICE which I wore out).
All of this rambling is just to set up that I have seen TONS of older (mostly 70's-80's) comedies. They seemed to be my parents favorite. I was raised with JOHN CANDY, BILL MURRAY, GENE WILDER, TERI GARR, STEVE MARTIN, BERNADETTE PETERS, JOHN BELUSHI, etc. etc. etc.
and that style of comedic film is my favorite, but now with a new generation beginning to make films a new style is emerging. Comedies now are MUCH different then they were back then. This is the age of SUPERBAD and the offensive, irreverent, "stand up" style comedies with little plot/character and ALOT of jokes.
I am not saying that this is bad...I find alot of these films very funny, but I get nostalgic for the old style.
SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO here are a couple more fun lists...

My TOP 5 old style comedies:
1. FLETCH
2. YOUNG FRANKENSTEIN
3. ANIMAL HOUSE
4. FAST TIMES AT RIDGEMONT HIGH
5. BLUES BROTHERS
- honorable mention goes to NEIGHBORS

MY TOP 5 new style comedies
1. SUPER TROOPERS
2. HALF BAKED
3. GRANDMAS BOY
4. HAROLD AND KUMAR GO TO WHITE CASTLE
5. POSTAL