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From The Digital Sweatshop
The Music, Art and Travels of Alan D. Oldham a.k.a. DJ T-1000.

The Package.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

CD of the day: "Razorblade Suitcase" by Bush

I got a package today from Gina out in San Diego. She sent me the Basquiat catalog from the LA exhibit, among other goodies. She felt bad that I couldn't go, so she bought it for me. Isn't she a doll? Made my day. Fuck, it made my week!

Finished a track. Tried to start another one but wasn't feeling it. Scrapped the Seventh Sign job and started over. The first version was boring. This new one is just okay. I'll probably do a third version before I'm done. Those guys are getting their money's worth.

Got a call from Trackmasta Lou from Scan 7 today, out of the blue. He's apparently trying to put together a tour in Europe with various Detroit guys, me included. Let's hope he can pull it off.

It's funny, I move away from Detroit, and people want to invite me to do stuff now.

Saw "The Island." I can best describe it as director Michael Bay's version of "Minority Report," with a plotline derivative of "Logan's Run" and "Gattaca." Despite a few continuity glitches, a it's great summer blockbuster full of the patented Michael Bay car chases (very intense, non-CGI stunts, better than "The Matrix Reloaded") and explosions. Very hot jet bike sequence reminiscent of the speeder-bike chase in "Return of the Jedi," the urban remix.

I was shocked to see that parts were filmed in Detroit (doubling as a nuked-out Los Angeles)! Grand Circus Park, the old Train Station on Michigan Avenue, the theatre-turned-parking garage off Grand River (right near the old Submerge!), this one little street downtown where Maurice Malone's club used to be, and a stretch of I-94 near Downriver, where the oil refineries are, all right onscreen.

And let me say that nobody introduces a character onscreen like Bay. He likes his dramatic, swirling, upshots (a move ripped off from Tony Scott).

This one's a definite DVD keeper.

People like to dis Michael, but I've been a fan of his work since "Bad Boys." I love his instincts, which are always over the top. He likes to give good show and he likes to give the audience their money's worth. I like guys who push like that, instead of being some lame, middle-of-the-road guy, like 51% of America is now. Fuck the critics.

-AO :: 3:03 AM ::


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