Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Channel [V] and photos
(Dom and I in Newport Beach, home to the hit television show "The O.C")
So tomorrow in Australia i will be on the phone to Danny on What U Want on Channel [V]. Tune in to hear my voice on your TV. Sweet deal. I think it may be live?
My head is getting lost in LA. I'm not really doing all that much(i don't think) but days are becoming blurs. We call our house the big brother house without any females, it stinks, we have rats, we are going insane and see each other ALL DAY/EVERY DAY. I think people are slowly starting to crack...
Weekend was lowkey, went to Area again on Saturday night saw Dennis Rodman roll in. As i was heading into the club i got stopped by Aaron and Angel Carter, who thought they had to go before me. I think Aaron is 13 this year. He has a mad goatie(yes i can grow one, no i am not jealous). I got really drunk spent alot of money and fucking danced for some reason, apparently there was a circle of people around me watching me bust out.
Sunday was Oscars day. Dom and I went to Silverlake for Breakfast at 3pm. Silverlake is cool. It's got a real community feel and seems like abit of soul exists here. Then Dom and I went down to Hollywood, i got interviewed by some TV station about The Oscars about who i thought was going to win - i said Al Gore. Dom filmed me getting interviewed, then Dom filmed his little toy Smartcar around the streets for a few hours. I got real bored. That night Dom and I watched The Oscars in bed together. GO SCORSESE YEAH!!!
Today we had an interview with Rob Cavallo, who is the guy who signed Green Day to Warner Brothers and produced Dookie, Insomniac, Nimrod and American Idiot for them. His house was very nice. I took some photos.
When we got home after the visit to the mansion, i lay in bed to try and get some "work" done. No, i mean emailing people. Anyway this random cat decided to come and join me in bed. We're not sure if it's a boy or a girl. I took a photo of the million dollar cat. (LITTLE TIGGER IF YOU ARE READING THIS I LOVE YOU WAYYYYYYY MORE, ACTUALLY I DONT EVEN LOVE THIS CAT. I MISS YOU XOX)
So what else is coming up? Tomorrow going to hang out with my friend Marnie, Wednesday going to a Magazine party where Linday Lohan is DJing(?) i might try and recruit her for Best Friends DJ Crew. Interviewing The Vandals and AFI. My friends Karen and Laura are coming to town from Australia and New York respectively. Blah blah blah blah... Tired.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Hymns for the non believer
What is 'Hymns for the non believer'? Find out for yourself here.
Welcome to my Saturday morning where i blog from bed. I am currently sharing a bed with Dom for the week(we have a rotation), but he didn't come home last night. Last i saw he was necking with some girl in a bar in West Hollywood. Hey but i can't complain, look at it this way last night i got the bed ALL TO MYSELF which means i could watch TV all fucking night!!! Dom you should totally neck(girls) more often.
So this week. Monday i have no idea what we did. Oh we went to Malibu. It was nice but cold.
Tuesday night went to Cinespace, Uffie played a secret set. Then we headed to the infamous Bar Marmont on Sunset, first of all the valet told us that the bar was closed(it wasn't), we told them we knew it was open, so they finally took our car. Then we get to the bar and outside the bouncer tells us it's closed or something, we tell him it isn't and our friends are in there. "No, they left just before" he tells us. "Um, no they didn't" we reply. We try calling Dom and Chalker, no answer. Security let us in and right next to the door is Dom! "Why the fuck didn't you answer your phone?". Anyway they've been hanging out with some girls from Australia, i know Emma from Sydney - who was in The Scare video and who's mum did the catering. Yum. Bar Marmont is kind of cool i guess.
Wednesday we went and hung out with Brian at William Morris in Beverly Hills. I think Beverly Hills is the only clean place in Los Angeles. Anyone agree? That night we went to the BPM magazine launch party at Social. We see Frankie Munz aka Malcolm from Malcolm In The Middle, dude is sporting a mohawk! Yeah, none of this faux hawk rubbish. Kid means business. We have a few drinks, look at the ridiculously good looking people(no that doesn't include Frankie. Sorry bro) and leave before Uffie plays.
Thursday we have an interview with Kevin Lyman in Long Beach at the Taste Of Chaos. Kevin, is the guy who started the Warped Tour and still owns/runs/rules it. He also owns/runs/rules Taste Of Chaos. We need to find a place to shoot the interview and our only options are between The Used and 30 seconds to mars backstage rooms. Both are gross. Someone makes a joke about 30 seconds having 2 rooms, 1 for the band and 1 for Jarrod. We chuckle. We decide to do the interview in a canteen instead. Then we head off to have lunch with our friends at The Militia Group, on the way home we get caught in a 3 hour traffic jam and almost neck ourselves. That night i start work on the first trailer for our film.
Friday, another early start. Today we are interviewing Matt Messer from EMI publishing the guy that signed Blink 182 to the company. He's a dude and gives us some great quotes. We head to Santa Monica for lunch afterwards. Boring. That night we head to Sake on Franklin for some Japanese dinner and of course a bottle of Sake. Not the smoothest Sake i've ever had. I'm eating alot of sashimi lately, i guess it's in my blood ROFL. Birds for a drink and then off to Jones' Bar in West Hollywood. Not my favourite place to hang out. I stop drinking and opt for Apple Pie and Ice Cream instead while the others go and mingle. I stay in my booth until close, can't wait to get home and WATCH ALL THE TV I WANT because Dom is not coming home. Yay.
Oscars are tomorrow. No i'm not going. Our film isn't finished yet, maybe next year :)
Here is a rough version of the teaser/trailer that i put together on Thursday night. Click here to watch.
Welcome to my Saturday morning where i blog from bed. I am currently sharing a bed with Dom for the week(we have a rotation), but he didn't come home last night. Last i saw he was necking with some girl in a bar in West Hollywood. Hey but i can't complain, look at it this way last night i got the bed ALL TO MYSELF which means i could watch TV all fucking night!!! Dom you should totally neck(girls) more often.
So this week. Monday i have no idea what we did. Oh we went to Malibu. It was nice but cold.
Tuesday night went to Cinespace, Uffie played a secret set. Then we headed to the infamous Bar Marmont on Sunset, first of all the valet told us that the bar was closed(it wasn't), we told them we knew it was open, so they finally took our car. Then we get to the bar and outside the bouncer tells us it's closed or something, we tell him it isn't and our friends are in there. "No, they left just before" he tells us. "Um, no they didn't" we reply. We try calling Dom and Chalker, no answer. Security let us in and right next to the door is Dom! "Why the fuck didn't you answer your phone?". Anyway they've been hanging out with some girls from Australia, i know Emma from Sydney - who was in The Scare video and who's mum did the catering. Yum. Bar Marmont is kind of cool i guess.
Wednesday we went and hung out with Brian at William Morris in Beverly Hills. I think Beverly Hills is the only clean place in Los Angeles. Anyone agree? That night we went to the BPM magazine launch party at Social. We see Frankie Munz aka Malcolm from Malcolm In The Middle, dude is sporting a mohawk! Yeah, none of this faux hawk rubbish. Kid means business. We have a few drinks, look at the ridiculously good looking people(no that doesn't include Frankie. Sorry bro) and leave before Uffie plays.
Thursday we have an interview with Kevin Lyman in Long Beach at the Taste Of Chaos. Kevin, is the guy who started the Warped Tour and still owns/runs/rules it. He also owns/runs/rules Taste Of Chaos. We need to find a place to shoot the interview and our only options are between The Used and 30 seconds to mars backstage rooms. Both are gross. Someone makes a joke about 30 seconds having 2 rooms, 1 for the band and 1 for Jarrod. We chuckle. We decide to do the interview in a canteen instead. Then we head off to have lunch with our friends at The Militia Group, on the way home we get caught in a 3 hour traffic jam and almost neck ourselves. That night i start work on the first trailer for our film.
Friday, another early start. Today we are interviewing Matt Messer from EMI publishing the guy that signed Blink 182 to the company. He's a dude and gives us some great quotes. We head to Santa Monica for lunch afterwards. Boring. That night we head to Sake on Franklin for some Japanese dinner and of course a bottle of Sake. Not the smoothest Sake i've ever had. I'm eating alot of sashimi lately, i guess it's in my blood ROFL. Birds for a drink and then off to Jones' Bar in West Hollywood. Not my favourite place to hang out. I stop drinking and opt for Apple Pie and Ice Cream instead while the others go and mingle. I stay in my booth until close, can't wait to get home and WATCH ALL THE TV I WANT because Dom is not coming home. Yay.
Oscars are tomorrow. No i'm not going. Our film isn't finished yet, maybe next year :)
Here is a rough version of the teaser/trailer that i put together on Thursday night. Click here to watch.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Are you having a laugh? Is he having a laugh?
(hummer, boy band stylez)
Due to popular demand(haha) i am Sunday night blogging. The past 5 or whatever days have been amazing, surreal and crazy. I'll start post vegas, Aight.
Wednesday - We get home from Vegas and crash out. Wake up later that night, hungry as shit, so Matt and I head to Sushi Dan but it's packed like a mofo. So we opt for the Hawaiin bbq place next door, it's terrible. Matt orders Mahi Mahi, it reminds of Bio Dome and further reminds me of Pauly Shore. What the fuck happened there?
Thursday - We have an interview this morning with Scott Russo from Unwritten Law. He comes over to our place and we shoot it in our lounge room, he's a cool dude and gives us a great interview. Then we are off to shoot a short joke message blah blah joke thing for Barry Dickens, our subject is a guy called Jim Morey(Nothing to do with Morey Bodyboards), we have no idea who he is but it turns out he used to manage Michael Jackson and Mariah Carey. Later on my friend Marnie picks me up in a white hummer to go and see LA band, I'm A Robot. The singer sounds like a cross between David Bowie and Jello Biafra in a full body suit. They were cool, Heath Ledger is standing next to us. Next we are off to a club called Teddys, it's only Dom, Marnie and I. Apparently this place is a real Hollywood hang out with lists and shit. Walk in and see Jessie McCartney. Then Zach Braff is chilling, i think of Rohan. Eric from Entourage must be following me because he is there aswell(yes, i know his real name is Kevin Connolly but i prefer "E") and then Dom cums in his pants when he meets his "hero" Vincent Gallo, who is good friends with Marnie. I get bored and we go home.
Friday - I wake up to a phone call from Tim Armstrong of Rancid/Transplants/Hell Cat fame. We are finally meeting up with him today at the Epitaph offices in Silverlake. We get ready and head to Silverlake to have lunch with Tim and Chris who runs Hell Cat Records. They take us to this amazing Vietmanese place, Tim is the coolest nicest person in the world. We speak about the film and he is really excited by the project. We just can't get over how cool Tim and Chris are. Hell Cat buys us lunch(Thanks Hell Cat). We then go back to the Epitaph offices and they give us some plastic bags and hook us up with a bunch of CD's and DVD's. They give us a grand tour and then Tim introduces us to Brett Gurewitz who owns Epitaph and plays in a little known band called Bad Religion. He is playing some of their new demos and they sound incredible, i ask if that's the recording and Brett says it's just a demo he did in the basement. It sounded HUGE. That night we head back to Teddys, except for Dom who is chilling out because he is going to Vegas at 7am. When we walk into the lobby, Kevin Bacon walks past us. We head into the club and see Allyson, who is helping us out with the film. She is chilling with Misha Barton and asks if i want to be introduced to her but i decline the offer. Sorry Misha maybe next time. We hang out here for awhile and buy US$14 Vodkas, this is fucking ridiculous. The club closes at 2am and we goto Pete from Fall Out Boys house. We arrive and he is leaving, we still hang out for awhile while Bruce Willis/Demi Moores daughter is chilling on the balcony by herself? We get tired and leave before Pete returns with his entourage. They just had a party or something, i can see our house from his mansion haha.
Saturday - I go and see the film MUSIC AND LYRICS. This movie has been a joke to us since we arrived because it's advertised EVERYWHERE, and we're like there is no way this is going to make money. Terrible name. Terrible poster. Terrible trailer. Turns out the cinema is sold out and the movie is fucking great. Hugh Grant is funny. That night we are off to a club called Area which is another one of those Hollywood only kinda places, no cover charge, no lines, but if you're not on a list you are not getting in. There are lots of people hanging around outside the club including an army of paparazzi. We find our way to the door girl, who knows we are coming and she lets us into the club. I feel cool for 1.5 minutes before getting in and realizing it's another place that has $12 vodkas. Sigh. Anyway we chill out at the bar, Matt meets Aaron Carter(?) and i see the drummer from 'that thing you do', which is a dope movie. We hang almost until close and then goto In and Out Burger for some late night snacks. I fall asleep watching 'Kiss Kiss Bang Bang'.
Sunday - I don't feel inspired today. It's a long weekend in America and we don't have any interviews for a few days. I get up at Midday and everyone is asleep. So i clean the house and then start editing the Barry Dickens piece and start work on my first trailer. I don't get far. We go for lunch at the Best Western diner on Highland where Chalker and Matt spot somebody from some movie. But i don't fucking know what they're talking about. We then goto Mayfair market, where Matt secretly puts a home pregnancy kit in Chalkers basket and Chalker almost buys it without knowing before Matt lets him in on the joke. Fucking hilarious. We get home and watch 'Extras' which is quickly becoming my favourite show. Holy shit season 2 is amazing and we have all adopted the catchphrase 'Are you having a laugh? is he having a laugh?', it brings me to tears every time. Tonight we go and see Silverchair at the El Ray, it's one of 2 sold out nights. The El Ray is a modest venue and it's so awesome to see Silverchair play in a room like this, which is probably a little bigger than the Gaelic Club but is a much nicer and intimate feel. They play great and the crowd loves them. It's also Ben's birthday. Happy Birthday Ben Gillies. We contemplate going out but kinda feel burnt and sleep could be good for us at this stage. I stay in and do this blog. Dom gets back from Vegas with Rollerblades(?), I don't think he got the memo that Rollerblades stopped being cool about 3 weeks after they were released on the market in 1991. And no they are no ironic. Bye Bye Bye.
PS - This week i decided to buy some CD's i bought the greatest hits from Boyz 2 Men, Backstreet Boys and N'Sync. Shut the fuck up.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Vegas Baby, Vegas!
So in a last minute decision we decided to head to Las Vegas last night. Diesel were having a party for something with an open bar and DJ AM and Travis Barker playing, we found ourselves on the guestlist and headed to Las Vegas, Nevada after a late afternoon shoot.
We were already running late, so Matt thought it would be a good idea to drive around 90 - 100 miles per hour, with the speed limit being 70. We started speaking about what happens if you get caught speeding in the US, we were all talking about spending a night in lock up haha. Anyway not a minute after the conversation ends, we get pulled over by the cops and Matt is issued a ticket. No jail time. Sweet.
We get into the MGM grand where we are staying for the night at about 10pm. The party has already started and we don't want to lose the opportunity to get super drunk for FREE. We take a cab to the palms where the Diesel party is, see our friends Marnie and Molly who work for Diesel and we are now passed security and heading into the party. Place is packed. Drinks are free. Good times. DJ AM starts spinning but Travis is nowhere to be seen, this kind of bums us out as we really wanted to see him play. Anyway too many vodka red bulls later and the fact that we ate no dinner, doesn't do any of us any justice. We all find ourselves seperated and end up meeting back at various times in the morning. 11am we have to check out, so the 3 of us super seedy and sleep deprived, get in our soccer wagon and head back to LA not before stopping at this huge factory outlet place in the middle of the desert. It was strange and kind of depressing but they sold Air Jordans for like 40 bucks.
What saved the trip home was an awesome mix CD i made featuring Hilary Duff, Boy Meets Girl, Justin Timberlake, Aerosmith, Phil Collins, The Killers, The Police, Jessica Simpson and a few others.
I now am going to sleep. Happy Valentines day world. xox
We were already running late, so Matt thought it would be a good idea to drive around 90 - 100 miles per hour, with the speed limit being 70. We started speaking about what happens if you get caught speeding in the US, we were all talking about spending a night in lock up haha. Anyway not a minute after the conversation ends, we get pulled over by the cops and Matt is issued a ticket. No jail time. Sweet.
We get into the MGM grand where we are staying for the night at about 10pm. The party has already started and we don't want to lose the opportunity to get super drunk for FREE. We take a cab to the palms where the Diesel party is, see our friends Marnie and Molly who work for Diesel and we are now passed security and heading into the party. Place is packed. Drinks are free. Good times. DJ AM starts spinning but Travis is nowhere to be seen, this kind of bums us out as we really wanted to see him play. Anyway too many vodka red bulls later and the fact that we ate no dinner, doesn't do any of us any justice. We all find ourselves seperated and end up meeting back at various times in the morning. 11am we have to check out, so the 3 of us super seedy and sleep deprived, get in our soccer wagon and head back to LA not before stopping at this huge factory outlet place in the middle of the desert. It was strange and kind of depressing but they sold Air Jordans for like 40 bucks.
What saved the trip home was an awesome mix CD i made featuring Hilary Duff, Boy Meets Girl, Justin Timberlake, Aerosmith, Phil Collins, The Killers, The Police, Jessica Simpson and a few others.
I now am going to sleep. Happy Valentines day world. xox
Monday, February 12, 2007
GRAMMY AFTER PARTY TIME
OK so i just happen to be in town for the Grammies. I didn't get invited but not to worry. Anyway my pal Adrian had a plus 1 to the William Morris Agency party after the Grammies. So we first we rock upto the wrong party, we are downtown at the Warner Bro party and are denied access. Shit and i just saw My Chemical Romance walk in. A phone call later we realize shit is wrong and head to the correct party on Sunset. Well the car park is on Sunset anyway. We walk through 3 fields of security, cross our names off, get our wrist bands and take this shuttle bus to some mansion in the hills where the party is.
So we get in and everyone is staring at us. Adrian and i are dressed pretty chill, while everyone else is sporting tuxedos and shit. Lame. We are now surrounded by good looking people. Drinks are free, so we take advantage. Run into John Watson who manages Wolfmother, they just won a grammy. First Australian band since Men At Work, 25 years ago. Next P Diddy walks past us with his entourage. Funny. I walk into the big tent and see the dude that plays Eric from Entourage, i love that show. Next we see Leonardo and then Juliette Lewis. Pretty crazy party right now. See Harry, my pal from Australia and his boss Gudinski. The night is pretty good. Kid Rock walks in like people actually care? I have no idea of any of his "music" or if he makes it. The singer from Nickleback headbutts Adrian and we start cracking up. Dude from said band is stoked on feeling tough for 3.5 seconds, we laugh at the fact that he's 45 and ripping off Kisschasy songs. We see some guys from Armor For Sleep that Adrian is friends with, dude is pretty cool. 2am hits and it's decided that the party is over. What? LA finishes fucking early. We walk out with crew handing out free boxes of Krispy Kreme donuts. We take the shuttle bus back, not before seeing Weeman from Jackass making out with some girl who was trying to hit on Adrian 5 minutes earlier. I get home, write a blog and fall asleep. I feel pretty LA right now friends...... xox
So we get in and everyone is staring at us. Adrian and i are dressed pretty chill, while everyone else is sporting tuxedos and shit. Lame. We are now surrounded by good looking people. Drinks are free, so we take advantage. Run into John Watson who manages Wolfmother, they just won a grammy. First Australian band since Men At Work, 25 years ago. Next P Diddy walks past us with his entourage. Funny. I walk into the big tent and see the dude that plays Eric from Entourage, i love that show. Next we see Leonardo and then Juliette Lewis. Pretty crazy party right now. See Harry, my pal from Australia and his boss Gudinski. The night is pretty good. Kid Rock walks in like people actually care? I have no idea of any of his "music" or if he makes it. The singer from Nickleback headbutts Adrian and we start cracking up. Dude from said band is stoked on feeling tough for 3.5 seconds, we laugh at the fact that he's 45 and ripping off Kisschasy songs. We see some guys from Armor For Sleep that Adrian is friends with, dude is pretty cool. 2am hits and it's decided that the party is over. What? LA finishes fucking early. We walk out with crew handing out free boxes of Krispy Kreme donuts. We take the shuttle bus back, not before seeing Weeman from Jackass making out with some girl who was trying to hit on Adrian 5 minutes earlier. I get home, write a blog and fall asleep. I feel pretty LA right now friends...... xox
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Dom gets the shits
OK weekly update.
Currently listening to Hilary Duff - Coming Clean(theme song from Laguna Beach).
Monday - Recovered from the GAY superbowl party. Still constipated. I feel bad for teasing those old people now on the metamucil ads. Sorry old people, i now feel your pain(literally).
Tuesday - Shot a short video message for one of Bills friends, Barry Dickens who is apparently the biggest booking agent in Europe. We had to pretend we were the biggest band from Australia our name was "sex and free beer", something that has definitely not been happening on this trip. Had a meeting with some lawyers afterwards about our film, good people.
Wednesday - Drove 6 hours to San Francisco to interview Fat Mike and Joey Cape. We rocked upto Joey Cape's place and started setting up. Joey was awesome and really hospitable, it was an honour to meet this guy as i have been listening to Lagwagon forever. 10 minutes later Fat Mike rocks up and we interview him first, i was kinda nervous but he was just farting all the time so it put me at ease. Fat Mike is awesome, we get a picture with him and Joey and he leaves. We then go downstairs into Joeys home studio and interview him down there. Joey "Map Quest" Cape, shows us how to get to our "hotel" for the night and we are off. GHETTO, is all i'm going to say about our "hotel". Let's get the fuck out of here. Please.
Thursday - Early morning. Chalker is really fucking sick. Not so good. We try and go over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, but miss it and go over the Bay Bridge instead. The whole time thinking isn't this piece of shit meant to be red? Now on the way to Tony Sly's from No Use For A Name. Tony has a sweet place in San Jose. He greets us at the door, does the interview and hooks us up with free NUFAN t-shirts. Thanks Tony. We take the shorter way back to LA and arrive sometime that night. Dom, Matt and I got a really cool restaurant/bar called Birds for a late night dinner. We leave. Dom stays...
Friday - Today we have a busy day. Firstly we go and get haircuts at some awesome place in Hollywood, our hairdresser Vanessa is great. Then we are off to Bel Air to interview John Feldman from Goldfinger at his house. Feldman is pretty well off he has an awesome big house and has gold and platinum plaques all over his walls from artists like The Used, Story Of The Year and Hilary Duff. We get shown around his home studio which is bigger(and probably better) than most studios i have seen in Australia. He has just been working on the new Used record and has The Veronicas coming in next week. However today was Dom's Doomsday HAHA. So first Dom doesn't come home on Thursday night, he has been on an all night bender. He comes in and we are pretty pissed off, saying no partying before shoots. He says he is fine and is bouncing off the walls. That is until he starts vomiting. First he stops shooting mid interview to excuse himself to the bathroom, apparently he has diahrea. Once we leave Feldmans, he starts vomiting next to our car. Gross. We decide we would do what any good friends would do and start taking photos of Dom baiting. Now we are on our way to Glenwood Studios where we are getting some tracks mixed for Kisschasy's new record. We were so lucky to get Jerry Finn to do them for us(the first record he ever mixed was Green Day "Dookie" and has since done Blink 182, Rancid, AFI and Morrissey). Anyway not 10 minutes on the 101, Dom starts spewing again this time in the van into a plastic bag. He then lets us in on the fact that the bag has a hole in it and is "leaking". Great. Anyway after holding my breath for 15 minutes, we get to the studio and meet Jerry - who is a super nice guy and did the most AMAZING mixes on these tracks. In the studio next door to ours is Alicia Keys making her new record and W.illiam from the Black Eyed Peas is in there with her. We slap some skin and exit. Friday night we don't do much. My new buddy Tim Armstrong calls and Chalker and I watch Jerry Mcguire.
Saturday - Wake up early again, this is starting to feel like a fucking job. Today we are on our way to San Diego to interview Scott Russo from Unwritten Law. We get to his house and nobody is home, he calls me soon after and apolagizes and says that he is actually in Hollywood, where we are staying haha. We get some food and try to shoot some 2nd unit footage around San Diego. Weather turns to shit. We get nothing good. On our way back to LA, our friend Adrian calls and he is in San Diego. We head to some town where only dudes live to go have a drink with him and Jordan. We can't find the bar, buy ice cream instead, i buy the new FOB cd and a book on Russel Simmons, finally see Adrian and end up dropping him at Jordan's house. Today was a bummer. We finally get home and we are now planning our night out(that's if we end up going out at all). Thanks for reading. Enjoy the photos.
Dom. Blurrrrrrrgggghhh. SPEEWWW.
Pre haircuts with Tony Sly.
Post haircuts with John Feldman.
Currently listening to Hilary Duff - Coming Clean(theme song from Laguna Beach).
Monday - Recovered from the GAY superbowl party. Still constipated. I feel bad for teasing those old people now on the metamucil ads. Sorry old people, i now feel your pain(literally).
Tuesday - Shot a short video message for one of Bills friends, Barry Dickens who is apparently the biggest booking agent in Europe. We had to pretend we were the biggest band from Australia our name was "sex and free beer", something that has definitely not been happening on this trip. Had a meeting with some lawyers afterwards about our film, good people.
Wednesday - Drove 6 hours to San Francisco to interview Fat Mike and Joey Cape. We rocked upto Joey Cape's place and started setting up. Joey was awesome and really hospitable, it was an honour to meet this guy as i have been listening to Lagwagon forever. 10 minutes later Fat Mike rocks up and we interview him first, i was kinda nervous but he was just farting all the time so it put me at ease. Fat Mike is awesome, we get a picture with him and Joey and he leaves. We then go downstairs into Joeys home studio and interview him down there. Joey "Map Quest" Cape, shows us how to get to our "hotel" for the night and we are off. GHETTO, is all i'm going to say about our "hotel". Let's get the fuck out of here. Please.
Thursday - Early morning. Chalker is really fucking sick. Not so good. We try and go over the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, but miss it and go over the Bay Bridge instead. The whole time thinking isn't this piece of shit meant to be red? Now on the way to Tony Sly's from No Use For A Name. Tony has a sweet place in San Jose. He greets us at the door, does the interview and hooks us up with free NUFAN t-shirts. Thanks Tony. We take the shorter way back to LA and arrive sometime that night. Dom, Matt and I got a really cool restaurant/bar called Birds for a late night dinner. We leave. Dom stays...
Friday - Today we have a busy day. Firstly we go and get haircuts at some awesome place in Hollywood, our hairdresser Vanessa is great. Then we are off to Bel Air to interview John Feldman from Goldfinger at his house. Feldman is pretty well off he has an awesome big house and has gold and platinum plaques all over his walls from artists like The Used, Story Of The Year and Hilary Duff. We get shown around his home studio which is bigger(and probably better) than most studios i have seen in Australia. He has just been working on the new Used record and has The Veronicas coming in next week. However today was Dom's Doomsday HAHA. So first Dom doesn't come home on Thursday night, he has been on an all night bender. He comes in and we are pretty pissed off, saying no partying before shoots. He says he is fine and is bouncing off the walls. That is until he starts vomiting. First he stops shooting mid interview to excuse himself to the bathroom, apparently he has diahrea. Once we leave Feldmans, he starts vomiting next to our car. Gross. We decide we would do what any good friends would do and start taking photos of Dom baiting. Now we are on our way to Glenwood Studios where we are getting some tracks mixed for Kisschasy's new record. We were so lucky to get Jerry Finn to do them for us(the first record he ever mixed was Green Day "Dookie" and has since done Blink 182, Rancid, AFI and Morrissey). Anyway not 10 minutes on the 101, Dom starts spewing again this time in the van into a plastic bag. He then lets us in on the fact that the bag has a hole in it and is "leaking". Great. Anyway after holding my breath for 15 minutes, we get to the studio and meet Jerry - who is a super nice guy and did the most AMAZING mixes on these tracks. In the studio next door to ours is Alicia Keys making her new record and W.illiam from the Black Eyed Peas is in there with her. We slap some skin and exit. Friday night we don't do much. My new buddy Tim Armstrong calls and Chalker and I watch Jerry Mcguire.
Saturday - Wake up early again, this is starting to feel like a fucking job. Today we are on our way to San Diego to interview Scott Russo from Unwritten Law. We get to his house and nobody is home, he calls me soon after and apolagizes and says that he is actually in Hollywood, where we are staying haha. We get some food and try to shoot some 2nd unit footage around San Diego. Weather turns to shit. We get nothing good. On our way back to LA, our friend Adrian calls and he is in San Diego. We head to some town where only dudes live to go have a drink with him and Jordan. We can't find the bar, buy ice cream instead, i buy the new FOB cd and a book on Russel Simmons, finally see Adrian and end up dropping him at Jordan's house. Today was a bummer. We finally get home and we are now planning our night out(that's if we end up going out at all). Thanks for reading. Enjoy the photos.
Dom. Blurrrrrrrgggghhh. SPEEWWW.
Pre haircuts with Tony Sly.
Post haircuts with John Feldman.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
My first GAY superbowl party
(this photo is amazing, Justin from Limbeck)
Ok so i have abit to cover, and i think this is going to be slightly out of order but i'll start with the cream. The gay superbowl party.
The gay superbowl party was a party we went to on Sunday. We were the only 3 "straight" guys at this party out of around 40 dudes, and there were NO women. So we're sitting around watching the game and no one is really interested until half time hits and everyone runs inside to see PRINCE perform, or more importantly to see what he is wearing.
As i have been on pain killers for the past week, one of the side effects was that i was constipated. Anyway i goto the bathroom, and i am in there for no less than an hour sending Chalker messages on my progress one of the messages i send him "oh oh" refers to the toilet being blocked by my internal(now external) wasteland. I can't fucking flush the toilet. There is no fucking plunger or even toilet cleaner in the bathroom. I consider alot of things but i think if i can sneak outside and get a stick i may be able to break it up and send it on it's way. NOPE. Didn't work. I had to take defeat and leave the bathroom to be laughed at by my new homosexual friends. BUT it doesn't end there, then one of the guests Steve Miller decides to tell everyone that me and some dude had gone off together, as we have been gone for the same amount of time hahaha. Damn you Steve Miller. Turns out he went to get coffee while i just blocked the toilet and left a stick hanging out of the toilet bowl. I've since decided to stop with the pain killers. That night we goto a club called LAX, we get in LA style ie. no waiting in line, as my buddy Steve Aoki is djing and hooks us up. Sweet deal.
Tomorrow we head to San Francisco to interview Fat Mike from NOFX, Joey Cape from Lagwagon and Tony Sly from No Use For A Name. The drive is about 6 hours, so we're all staying in tonight. Back in LA on Friday.
Photos below
This is our LA dude, Adrian. He manages Limbeck and drives a sweet Volvo. Notice his natural curls.
Limbeck VS the star of David.
Limbeck doing their thing.
Kids love to dance to Limbeck.
...So do Adrian and Jordan.
Justin and I. His hair was really sweaty. Yuk.
Driving home from San Diego. I'm tired.
Ok so i have abit to cover, and i think this is going to be slightly out of order but i'll start with the cream. The gay superbowl party.
The gay superbowl party was a party we went to on Sunday. We were the only 3 "straight" guys at this party out of around 40 dudes, and there were NO women. So we're sitting around watching the game and no one is really interested until half time hits and everyone runs inside to see PRINCE perform, or more importantly to see what he is wearing.
As i have been on pain killers for the past week, one of the side effects was that i was constipated. Anyway i goto the bathroom, and i am in there for no less than an hour sending Chalker messages on my progress one of the messages i send him "oh oh" refers to the toilet being blocked by my internal(now external) wasteland. I can't fucking flush the toilet. There is no fucking plunger or even toilet cleaner in the bathroom. I consider alot of things but i think if i can sneak outside and get a stick i may be able to break it up and send it on it's way. NOPE. Didn't work. I had to take defeat and leave the bathroom to be laughed at by my new homosexual friends. BUT it doesn't end there, then one of the guests Steve Miller decides to tell everyone that me and some dude had gone off together, as we have been gone for the same amount of time hahaha. Damn you Steve Miller. Turns out he went to get coffee while i just blocked the toilet and left a stick hanging out of the toilet bowl. I've since decided to stop with the pain killers. That night we goto a club called LAX, we get in LA style ie. no waiting in line, as my buddy Steve Aoki is djing and hooks us up. Sweet deal.
Tomorrow we head to San Francisco to interview Fat Mike from NOFX, Joey Cape from Lagwagon and Tony Sly from No Use For A Name. The drive is about 6 hours, so we're all staying in tonight. Back in LA on Friday.
Photos below
This is our LA dude, Adrian. He manages Limbeck and drives a sweet Volvo. Notice his natural curls.
Limbeck VS the star of David.
Limbeck doing their thing.
Kids love to dance to Limbeck.
...So do Adrian and Jordan.
Justin and I. His hair was really sweaty. Yuk.
Driving home from San Diego. I'm tired.
Sunday, February 4, 2007
Panic on the streets of HOLLYWOOD
Today is superbowl day. HAPPY SUPERBOWL.
The past couple of days have been quite surreal in a way. Thursday we went to The Roxy to see Peter, Bjorn and John from Sweden who were really good. They played "Young Folks" at the end and all i could think of was Martys 21st(Sorry Mart i didn't get their autographs).
Friday night we went to see Morrissey in Pasadena courtesy of free ticks from Bill Silva(thanks Bill). This was awesome.I had never seen Morrissey live before, HE WAS AMAZING. Firstly he opened with "Panic", holy shit, i almost blew. He continued to play about 6 Smiths songs(including "girlfriend in a coma", "william" and "how soon is now?")and all of his solo classics. He also took his shirt off not once, not twice BUT THREE TIMES. This was hilarious, Dom may have got a boner(?). Another thing worth noting is that his fanbase is predominantly Latino, i would say out of the few thousand people in the audience atleast 90% of them were Latino. I later found out that Morrissey is a phenomenon in the Latino community. Cool huh.
Saturday we did some second unit shooting for the documentary, we went to Warners and Santa Monica to shoot outside of labels like Geffen, Interscope and Columbia. We then headed into Santa Monica to do some shopping, i went to the GAP haha. Anyway while i was buying some other stuff i get a phone call from an unknown number, the person on the other end introduces himself as Tim Armstrong from Rancid. FUCK. This is kinda crazy and i can't concentrate with the sales clerk and the purchasing of my goods. Anyway we get talking and Tim is a dude, he invites me to hang out with him and really wants to help out with the film. Sweet. We arrange a time to speak at a later date for the film. I tell Matt Wardle that Tim Armstrong just called me and he starts laughing, we're both big Rancid fans. On the way back to our house, Tim calls again to exchange email addresses and we talk some more about the film. I really like Tim(first name basis).
Saturday night we are heading 3 hours south to San Diego to see our friends Limbeck play at a college. Adrian, all around good guy and manager of the band picks us up and drives us down to the show in his sweet new Volvo. We finally arrive and catch up with the Limbecks and they play a great show, the show they are playing is a benefit for peace in the middle east or something but the funny thing is that on the poster it says Limbeck and surrounding it are stars of david haha.
After the show we meet up with Jordan and Chris, who are friends with Adrian. Jordan sings in the band New Found Glory and Chris works for his manager Rick Devoe, and looks after Angels and Airwaves. We are meant to goto this bar called Yardhouse but Jordan leaves his ID at home and can't get in so we opt for "The Local" instead. It's not bad and thanks to Adrians expense account(he works for Geffen, who New Found Glory are signed too) we have a good time. Thanks David Geffen. Turns out Jordan knows a bunch of people in Australia that i know quite well. Hello Katie. Hello Mel. He even knew Joel from Kisschasy. Hello Joel. We leave around midnight for the trek back to LA, i get home, pop 2 pain killers and pass out watching the NBA. Oh my new hobby is popping 2 pills and watching the basketball, it's the highlight of my night.
And today is SUPERBOWL. The Bears and Colts are playing. We don't know shit about either team and have 2 parties we have been invited too. Not sure which one we'll get too. I'll have photos up soon. Might goto LAX tonight, it's a club on Hollywood, meant to be good - Steve says we can get in if we say we're buddies with him. Thanks Steve.
Shower time ;)
The past couple of days have been quite surreal in a way. Thursday we went to The Roxy to see Peter, Bjorn and John from Sweden who were really good. They played "Young Folks" at the end and all i could think of was Martys 21st(Sorry Mart i didn't get their autographs).
Friday night we went to see Morrissey in Pasadena courtesy of free ticks from Bill Silva(thanks Bill). This was awesome.I had never seen Morrissey live before, HE WAS AMAZING. Firstly he opened with "Panic", holy shit, i almost blew. He continued to play about 6 Smiths songs(including "girlfriend in a coma", "william" and "how soon is now?")and all of his solo classics. He also took his shirt off not once, not twice BUT THREE TIMES. This was hilarious, Dom may have got a boner(?). Another thing worth noting is that his fanbase is predominantly Latino, i would say out of the few thousand people in the audience atleast 90% of them were Latino. I later found out that Morrissey is a phenomenon in the Latino community. Cool huh.
Saturday we did some second unit shooting for the documentary, we went to Warners and Santa Monica to shoot outside of labels like Geffen, Interscope and Columbia. We then headed into Santa Monica to do some shopping, i went to the GAP haha. Anyway while i was buying some other stuff i get a phone call from an unknown number, the person on the other end introduces himself as Tim Armstrong from Rancid. FUCK. This is kinda crazy and i can't concentrate with the sales clerk and the purchasing of my goods. Anyway we get talking and Tim is a dude, he invites me to hang out with him and really wants to help out with the film. Sweet. We arrange a time to speak at a later date for the film. I tell Matt Wardle that Tim Armstrong just called me and he starts laughing, we're both big Rancid fans. On the way back to our house, Tim calls again to exchange email addresses and we talk some more about the film. I really like Tim(first name basis).
Saturday night we are heading 3 hours south to San Diego to see our friends Limbeck play at a college. Adrian, all around good guy and manager of the band picks us up and drives us down to the show in his sweet new Volvo. We finally arrive and catch up with the Limbecks and they play a great show, the show they are playing is a benefit for peace in the middle east or something but the funny thing is that on the poster it says Limbeck and surrounding it are stars of david haha.
After the show we meet up with Jordan and Chris, who are friends with Adrian. Jordan sings in the band New Found Glory and Chris works for his manager Rick Devoe, and looks after Angels and Airwaves. We are meant to goto this bar called Yardhouse but Jordan leaves his ID at home and can't get in so we opt for "The Local" instead. It's not bad and thanks to Adrians expense account(he works for Geffen, who New Found Glory are signed too) we have a good time. Thanks David Geffen. Turns out Jordan knows a bunch of people in Australia that i know quite well. Hello Katie. Hello Mel. He even knew Joel from Kisschasy. Hello Joel. We leave around midnight for the trek back to LA, i get home, pop 2 pain killers and pass out watching the NBA. Oh my new hobby is popping 2 pills and watching the basketball, it's the highlight of my night.
And today is SUPERBOWL. The Bears and Colts are playing. We don't know shit about either team and have 2 parties we have been invited too. Not sure which one we'll get too. I'll have photos up soon. Might goto LAX tonight, it's a club on Hollywood, meant to be good - Steve says we can get in if we say we're buddies with him. Thanks Steve.
Shower time ;)
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Photoooooooooz
A bunch of random photos taken over the last week or two.
A cool sign at Sundance. 20 MINUTES MAN!
Matt Wardle chilling at Denver Airport. HELLO!
Our Media pass for the Warped Tour at the Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame.
Bad Religion at the Hall Of Fame
Our sweet ride for the next 6 weeks. Soccer mom stylez.
Our LA pad from the outside.
Lounge room in our LA home, Chalker and Matt chilling.
Christ is on the wall in my bedroom, it kinda creeps me out.
Oh what won't they draw?
This is me in my office, arm in sling, pain killers taken.
The guy on the right is Bill Silva our executive producer, he's tight with Sting.
How cool is this? Unwritten Law supported by Blink(before the 182)
The view from our office on Sunset Blvd. Right next door to The Rainbow and The Roxy.
A cool sign at Sundance. 20 MINUTES MAN!
Matt Wardle chilling at Denver Airport. HELLO!
Our Media pass for the Warped Tour at the Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame.
Bad Religion at the Hall Of Fame
Our sweet ride for the next 6 weeks. Soccer mom stylez.
Our LA pad from the outside.
Lounge room in our LA home, Chalker and Matt chilling.
Christ is on the wall in my bedroom, it kinda creeps me out.
Oh what won't they draw?
This is me in my office, arm in sling, pain killers taken.
The guy on the right is Bill Silva our executive producer, he's tight with Sting.
How cool is this? Unwritten Law supported by Blink(before the 182)
The view from our office on Sunset Blvd. Right next door to The Rainbow and The Roxy.
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