Monthly Archive for August, 2008

Old Film, Old Trip

I just got around to devel­op­ing a roll of film that I had from five years ago,
when I took a trip up to San Fran­cisco right after grad­u­at­ing high school. This was my favorite of the prints that I got back — it makes me look for­ward to shoot­ing more once I arrive in the city.

Seriously…

I can’t believe I wit­nessed this last night…aaaaaaaaah!:

Not my film job — just cour­tesy of Youtube. I was a lit­tle fur­ther back…

MKOxRH: Straight West Coastin’

I some­times feel that work­ing in the con­cert “biz” has made me slightly jaded when it comes to live music. It’s true, it’s true. But there are still moments when I get com­pletely stoked-out-of-my-mind when cer­tain bands (see above) come to town. This upcom­ing week is one of those times, and I swear I will smile all day and night, and dream big when I’m asleep. I’m about to start my Cal­i­for­nia mini-tour, headed to four of the five dates Radio­head has sched­uled to end their North Amer­i­can tour…and boy am I pumped!

I even got word from my buddy Justin, that he scored a few tick­ets to the West Coast pre­miere of Jonny Greenwood’s “Pop­corn Super­het Receiver” in San Fran­cisco at the Herbst The­atre for Thurs­day night. What a per­fect way to start my journey…ahhhh! More info on that can be found here.

Here’s my itin­er­ary. Lets hang out if you’re free:

–Thurs­day, Aug 21: Fly into Oak­land around noon, attend the Pop­corn Super­het Receiver pre­miere at Herbst The­atre in the evening, do what­ever in between.
–Fri­day, Aug 22: Run around the city dur­ing the day, meet up with friends who are there from out of town, head to the fes­ti­val site around 4 PM to get my cre­den­tials. I hope to meet up with pos­si­ble employ­ers dur­ing this time as well (I hope I can work some­thing out!).
–Sat­ur­day, Aug 23: Land in Ontario around noon, head to work, do the show and go home for rest.
–Sun­day, Aug 24: Sleep in, then pre­pare for Radio­head at the Hol­ly­wood Bowl.
–Mon­day, Aug 25: Work in the office, leave early, pre­pare for Night 2 at the Bowl.
–Wednes­day, Aug 27: Catch Amtrak around 9 AM to San Diego and either bike or find some sort of bus to Chula Vista (any­one know which sta­tion is the best for this, or the eas­i­est way?)…if I can’t fig­ure that I out I can drive solo, though I want to keep that as my last resort.
–Thurs­day, Aug 28: Depend­ing on finances and how tired I am, I may end up in Santa Bar­bara for the final N. Amer­i­can show of the tour. We’ll see…

WE AM MK aka CLUTTER

Please come, it may be one of my last shindigs before my SF depar­ture (actu­ally, who am I kid­ding — you know I’mma have a big blow out before I really bounce…but still, come any­way and see our work, plzzzz!):

Because I Can’t Blog All of the Time…

…but still do a ton of ran­dom and crazy shit that I’d like to doc­u­ment, I cre­ated a Twit­ter account! Check it out here! Oh, and add me if you have one!

MKOxSF: Last Day

It’s early Sun­day after­noon and I’m going to start clos­ing out my stay here in the Bay. My time over­all has been inter­est­ing; I spent the last cou­ple of days alone, which has pro­vided me with a lot of think­ing time. Think­ing time is good, and part of going on this vaca­tion was so I could get away from every­thing and every­one. I didn’t email from my phone much, nor did I take many calls. Each of the evenings I’ve been asleep no later than 1 AM, which is way ear­lier than usual, and has allowed me to catch up on the hours that I’ve been lack­ing. Last night I had a dream about my ex-boyfriend, friends, and where I’m cur­rently at with things in my life and though I’m mostly con­tent, I woke up really under the weather, feel­ing quite empty. I’m very much look­ing for­ward to return­ing to my things: my friends, my apart­ment, my fam­ily, my job. But, I’m sure as soon as I’m back in the rou­tine I’ll wish to be back here. It’s a silly bal­ance. I think that once I begin to under­stand how this city works I’ll begin to feel com­fort­able, so it’s only in time and I’ll have to be patient. This trip was exactly what I needed in order to pre­pare myself emo­tion­ally for such a giant leap. I think it’s all good.

See you soon So. Cal.

MKOxSF: Day 2 (Short Lived)

I woke up rel­a­tively early yes­ter­day to Justin at his table prep­ping things for his trip to the Lazy Bear Week­end up at the Russ­ian River. He had men­tioned it to me the night before that he was head­ing off for the week­end and had I known that was going on a lit­tle more in advance, I might of tagged along with him. After fin­ish­ing up his errands, we decided on break­fast and bur­ri­tos sounded good (by this time it was already lunch time, though). So we headed down into the Cas­tro and ended up at Zapata’s; to my sur­prise it was pretty delicious.

After see­ing Justin off, I walked around the city with my cam­era, but didn’t shoot much. I did a lot of observ­ing and checked out some of the local areas that might be of inter­est once I move here. I even­tu­ally returned to the Cas­tro where I wan­dered through­out the neigh­bor­hood, occa­sion­ally stop­ping in touristy shops to browse things like humor­ous cards, and raunchy sex toys. After that lost it’s appeal I sat alone in Dolores park, where I did some read­ing and writ­ing, and a lit­tle bit of sketch­ing, while I watched locals enjoy their Fri­day after­noon. Going to Berke­ley was the next on my list, but first, I wanted to take advan­tage of happy hour, so I grabbed a cou­ple of drinks.

Once I made it to Berke­ley, I found my friend Eric right as I exited the down­town sta­tion. We had din­ner plans and after­ward we were headed for the Oak­land Art Mur­mur, but I ended up get­ting sick right after our Thai cui­sine. We still made it there, but had to exit the bus early so I could throw up every­thing in my sys­tem. Ear­lier before lunch I’d taken some Val­ium, so I fig­ured maybe that with the drinks got me a lit­tle nau­seous, or maybe it was the bur­rito itself. Either way, it was no bueno, and made me cut my evening short. After the Mur­mur I caught the 19th St. BART back to San Fran­cisco and I think that ride back to Justin’s had to have been one of the worst expe­ri­ences I’ve had in a long time. I felt queezy the whole way, dry heav­ing in a slow daze and tried my hard­est not to look like some­thing was wrong while stand­ing amongst the crowd in the packed train car. I was also a lit­tle ner­vous, since I didn’t have change when buy­ing a ticket and skipped out on pay­ing so I could get home as soon as possible.

I even­tu­ally made it back safely, took a shower and crashed out around 11 PM, sleep­ing on and off through­out the night, nau­seous and in a ball.

MKOxSF: Day 1

I’m up in the Bay. Here’s some of yes­ter­day, in photo form:

1. Fly­ing into Oak­land. / 2. Justin, as we walked to our bus stop. / 3. Ewok action in down­town! / 4. Alley action in the Mis­sion. / 5. Bike’s in Oak­land at Bryan’s friend’s house. / 6. Bryan’s room­mate. / 7. Headed for Vegan cal­zones in O-Town!