2014 KICK IT!
Actor: Hey kid, I need you to lock this door for real
PA: I'm ... I'm just a PA, uh
Actor: Just do it
*Action!*
Actor: [takes out real tools]
Actor: [intense]
*Cut!*
Director: wtf, Brian?
Actor: look, I need to do this
Director: it's already open, Brifus, just do the little lock-picking twitches with the props and open the fucking door like the pro you're supposed to be portra-
Actor: One. MORE.
Director:
Director:
*Action!!*
Actor: [sweat beads]
Actor:
*Cuuut!!*
Director: ffs you're making my tonsils explode, Brian. We're already behind schedule.
Actor: just one more, Bill. I've been watching you tubes, I got this... i wanna.. this year I mean, my acting going upnexeveljustonemore
Director: No, fuck you. Frederick, open the goddam prop doorlock from the inside, let's get this scene and move on.
Actor: no no i can
*Action!!*
Actor: [looks to camera, grabs handle opens door and sets lock for real, closes it]
Actor: [get's back into character, crouching, knee to floor. Desperation. Sweat beads. Concentration.]
Actor:
Director: [roundhouse kicking chair]
Director: [about to yell cut]
*click*
*door is lock-picked open*
Director:
Director: [barely audible] Cut!!
Director: [deep breathing] [crushing script page into a ball] [walks to office]
Everyone: umm
Actor: [turns on his fully functional in-ear walkie talkie spy prop] don't know what you're mad about, Bill. We got a helluva scene; I'm telling ya, this is the year, it's all abou-
Director: don't know what I'm mad about? Hell of a sceeene?!
[loud bangs, lamp trashing heard room next door]
Director: hell of a scene, Brifuck? It's useless!! Uussseeeelleeesssssss aaaaahh
Actor: useless? Whatdoya mean useless?! I gave you gold, sweetchums. The real deal! I fucking lock-picked that door for you. It's not even that difficult, there's this youtube ch-
Director: [high pitch laughter breaking up] you framed all surprised, moran! When it opens we see you almost smile and jump and get relief! Your asinine character is supposed to be super tense and has done this almost every episode.
Actor: ... Well, edit the surprise out. Why are you acting like a big baby? I'll give you some more of the smooth entry if that's what you need...
Director: [walking back on set] oh so you're telling me how to shoot this now
Actor: YOU are telling me how to act this out all Fakey and Lame, this-
Director: THAT's MY JOB! [bane breaks the back of a lighting stand, throws the two pieces every which way] aaaaaa
Actor: And mine is to act out the best way possible for this scene, dog gone it.
Producer: [walking in, raises ray bans to look around] oh for Tiffany's sake, light that fireplace and queue the soft funk. Get to the scenes that pay the billssss
[finger twirls]
Fantastic Art. Solid message. Also, that is not what Feminism means.
Australian street artist Astrotwitch launched “Queer the Streets" last year based on the idea that, as they wrote on Tumblr, all the “queer community needs is simply for more people to know that they exist.” Their works are incredible — and every one has the potential to create a change.
I be sleeping under the piano now. there are weirder habits.
it is I
Te busqué en el aeropuerto porque a ti te gustaba el ruido. te busqué en la avenida te busqué en la televisión te busqué porque a ti te gustaba encontrarte entre la gente, y el ruido. Nuestro rüido en el aeropuerto porque así se quedaba el bus. nuestro rüido en la ida nuestro rüido en la loción nuestro rüido porque a mi me gustaba perderte entre la menté y el bus. Te busqué en los nidos. nuestro ruido no se movió, no. Te busqué en el salvavidas bajo el asiento. te busqué entre la guitarra que empaqué. te busqué en el espejo de bajo del acento porque a ti te gustaba la gente no se movió, no. no se movió (el del espejo y el rüido). Te busqué antes que te perdieras entre mis expresos y entre mis autopistas y entre mis paredes y en mis guaridas. emigré para buscarte
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nuestro intersticio
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Sin mis amigos sería un extraño. ¡No hables con extraños!
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#1
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Is not music a stucture of time
made
with figures of animal emotions
laid
on spirit; equal parts ordeal, fantasy & poison?
#2
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I was terrified, then compelled, then terrified again
I was compelled then to throw away all
and start a new ... call it violet violence ... dream
of selfless night and candid day
by you; a child of flight a howl of wounds, wish, silence.
#3
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In that moment a squence of long lost crystal bells quieted the night
Some elven veil slipped down from my ears to my bare feet
I felt naked, as there fell
the 20,000 moon tones of choral mischief over flowing crush.
#4
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I could hear a rush
a blush
a blur of blooming moments marked by
this raining organism of silence and time
I had lost this music. I embraced you. It found me.
You said goodbye. you said farewell. you said godspeed.
Our house would have been so Etsy it'd make people cry. Spending saturday afternoons shaking up Instructables right and left, and glitching out Hackandmod s some of the more quiet nights. I swear we could school us with 4chan and some wiki stuff. I'd only ask you to keep your Tumblr to yourself since I wouldn't want us to find our Photostreams paired up with all your Deviant fans; you'd also know (because I'd let you know endlessly) you are so Textfromlastnight funny, Sucideblonde sexy and downright DinersandDives.food.net yummy. I can't have let uz this things go so easy ... our sure fire iCanhazcheeseburger ways were withing grasping distance.
--H.A. & A.
Héctor A. DelManzano I am a singer-songwriter-composer-software-developer-monstruosity currently alive near San Juan, PR. This is a secret place... ssshhh. Lomo pictures, poetry, songs in progress: updates, previews and musings. There's also bandcamp and twitter goto(!) contact for more.
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