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The Human Skab, the EP's, "Waiting For Ishtar" - I'm carving a swath.  or is that schwath?

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From: John Mitchell <jmit65@gmail.com>
Date: Wed, Oct 17, 2012 at 12:56 PM
Subject: Re: Still Waiting...
To: matt love <mattlove1@gmail.com>


Hi Matt,

Sorry to take so long to get back to you, things are a bit nutty at
the moment, although not in a bad way.

Yes, you are in the documentary. We actually finished a cut last
January that we have been using to submit to festivals. Two festivals
so far, but unfortunately no takers. Jon and I and our producer are
planning further submissions, so I will keep you posted. We are really
happy with the film, it has been getting a great reaction from the
people we've screened it for. As far as the imdb, we will create a
page for the film, but I would like to wait until we have a screening
booked.

I really like your section of the film and it's been getting a good
reaction from the people who have seen it. Thanks, again.

Yes, it's true that the Ishtar DVD seems to be close to coming out and
then nothing. Oh, well. Maybe it will and the timing will be right for
out film as well.

Nice to hear from you. Hope you're well.

John

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Making Movies with the EP's!

After becoming a fan of the EPs, and collaborating with them long distance, it was such a thrill to meet them in person, and to have the opportunity to play a role in their 4th movie - I was excited and apprehensive. It was everything I hoped it would be, a total riot! On the cab ride over to Daniel's (Plastic EPs) place, I mulled over ideas for my part which was going to be improvised. However, soon after I got there, I realized there was no need, Plastic EP had it all figured out what he wanted. I once heard the saying, "It's Frank Sinatra's world, we only live here,"  but after my encounter, I'm convinced that is wrong. If it was ever Frank's world, that era has passed, it's now Plastic EP's world, and we're all the better off for it.

When I stepped out of the cab, Plastic EP was there to meet me - , loud and exuberant, full of all sorts of your standard Aussie boilerplate - "good on you, mate" and the like. I love it when Australians talk like Australians!

Plastic EP's rare autographed photo of the Monkees

How many movies can boast props like the extremely rare 1964 first issue of the Dell Beatles comic book?

An artistic shot of the EP's bass player, and dynamic front man.

How about that?  I'm almost an honorary member! Thank you Vicky for taking the picture! You should be in it. I'm not worthy!

Immediately after I met Vicky, a very sweet and pleasant person; you wouldn't know under the demure exterior lurks the EP's powerhouse drummer, and acting talent that can cover a range from cool femme fatale to dynamic action character.  She offered coffee and sweets, then disappeared until filming started.
Plastic EP and I talked and reviewed the movie project to date while waiting for Wally to show up.  He was everything I could have hoped for, too, open and friendly, capable of holding up his end of a conversation on many topics, a fan of B movies, rock music travia, history buff in a US civil war cap.  After a bit of briefing, filming began. It was surprisingly low-key; Plastic EP would set the scene, and then we'd just kind of jump in, Wally, Plastic EP and myself, while Vicky held the camera, which was actually an iPhone. I can't get used to what can be done with technology these days!
Plastic EP drove us to ever more creative heights of thespianism with his enthusiastic direction.  I rhink he was pleased with my work, but much more pleased that I had the opportunity to experience this special experience.  "Is your mind totally blown by this" he'd ask me several times during the day.  He let me know that my status of being accepted into "the inner circle" of the EPs universe made me pretty much a unique person, and I felt suitably honored.
After filming they took me out for the best pizza I've had in I don't know how long, and then to a music store, and then to a CD store.  Then they dropped me off back at the hotel, where I had a chance to reflect on the whirlwind experience. I would have wondered if it had really happened, and if it was all a dream, had I not had wonderful gifts from the EP's, and the scenes were not up on YouTube in a lengthy preview that Plastic EP prepared! Of course you will want to watch the entire thing, but FYI, my scenes start at about 25:30...

SHE'S A BAD BAD GIRL! - THE EPS 4TH MOVIE (2012)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aHbKD2F3nlU

Finally, something significant happens.

This post is a very sketchy record of my first fact-to-face encounter with B Movie script writer and scholar, and Ed Wood memorabilia archivist Leslie Morris. We had a pleasant downtown Melbourne pub crawl, and spoke of many things.

Here we are looking very festive, after a couple of Melbourne Bitters, some cider and Amber Ale, and after splitting a pitcher of Tiger.  I wanted to test the theory that the room spins in the opposite direction when you get drunk in the southern hemisphere.

Some views of an extremely funky and cool bar, which would not have been at all out of place in Sao Paulo.  Very cool music was listened to, and bitters were consumed.

The view from this rooftop bar was pleasant, both near and far away.  Cider and amber ale was downed here.  They have a screen upon which they show movies in the summer.  It must be spectacular to watch movies here under the southern cross, on top of the bottom of the world.

Our last stop, a Japanese themed bar, had a placid Buddha Bar ambiance, while the bathroom offered the illicit thrill of pissing on buxom female anime characters in the urinals.  A pitcher of Tiger, and we wisely decided to call it a day.

Public Art

Melbourne surely has some interesting public art... here is a fine example. I don't know what it means, but I think it probably relates to man's inhumanity to man.

Adventures in Fine Dining

Now, there ia something I might wish  for when it comes to posting on this blog - that you could change the date that shows up. It shows the date that you post, not the date you are posting about. Now I am going to have to catch up several days here - all this stuff started happening a week ago, not on the 13th. And it's not really the 13th, it's the 14th, but my computer thinks it's back on the other side of the international date line.... it's nearly as confused as I am. I like the names of some of the businesses around here... very clever. Though I thought "coneheads" would be a place you could get ice cream.  Apparently, just another place to get fried potato product.

No Spitting

Well, on the occasion of our Australian trip, it seemed like a good time to get my blog fired up again.  Because I know all of you are so happy that I'm here, and you are not.  One of the first things I noticed upon our arrival; we indeed in a country that has certain expectations from their visitors.  being a law abiding sort, I refrained from spitting, at least until I was pretty sure nobody was looking.

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