September 2003

Mine were action packed. As you probably already know, Sunday night while we were sleeping, the valve on our toilet broke and flooded our entire apartment while we slept. We had to move our entire apartment onto the patio so they could pull up all the carpet, remove the padding, and then put big dryer fans under the carpet for two days. Sunday night we stayed with my aunt at their house.

Monday, we came back, hung out on the patio for a while, and talked to management about the situation. We still don't have the details solidified, but we'll probably get a month's rent or something.

The studio called me that morning about submitting a demo for another jingle (for which I will be paid). That afternoon I went by and picked up some samples of the type of thing they were looking for.

That night I went to a rehearsal for a play (the previously mentioned one where a guy I had met a few times had recommended me). The people were all very cool and fun. The play itself wasn't necessarily my kind of thing (a lot of religious content about a guy who goes to jail and finds god), but work is work, and the people were all very cool. I knew it paid, but much to my surprise, it paid fairly well, even for my tiny part in it, and the fact that I will only be in one performance (the second one I can't make, and there may be some more out of town touring performances in November for which I will be paid more).

After that, we went back to the apartment so I could get to work on the jingle, since I wasn't sure how much time I would have in the next couple of days being that Tuesday was supposed to be the day the carpet got finished up, and Wednesday I'm going into the studio to record another cut for the album. I haphazardly set my computer up on the living room floor (where the carpet was rippling wildly from the fans), with the monitor stacked on top of it, the mouse on the monitor, and the keyboard on a chair. I whipped up a jingle by about 12:30 a.m. and emailed it off. It was not quite the quality I like to put out, but under the conditions, it was all I could do. Hopefully no one will hear all the carpet fans whirring behind all the vocals. No biggie anyway since my vocals will be replaced with a girl singer. We cleared off our bed, maneuvered around all the fans and dehumidifiers, and just roughed it sleeping in our own bed.

Tuesday, I got up, did some revisions to the jingle as per email, then just lazed around on the patio most of the day. I had a message on my cell phone from a girl saying they wanted me to come in and read for a part in some movie production. She told me to call the director back, but unfortunately did not leave a number. Through some detective work I determined who I thought it was, and left a message on his mobile phone. Haven't heard back so I'm not sure if it was the right guy or not. Eventually the carpet guys came back, finished up the carpet and the shampooed it. This unfortunately left it kinda wet again (sigh), but in a purposeful way. We finally got our place back to normal and then went out to eat. When we were moving the couch back in I noticed 4 broken springs poking through the bottom, so I got some tools, and MacGyvered a fix using some little screw hook things. Woo! Go me!

Tomorrow I go into the studio as previously mentioned. In other good news, the car jingle I did with Craig and Spencer sold (doesn't mean much to me personally as far as money goes, but it still bodes well). Hopefully more work to come from that venue too. Then of course, Thursday is M day! Mindi will be arriving for a visit! What fun she'll have cramming into my truck with me and Jess and doing lots of cheap/free stuff! ;) Hey, it's all about the company, right?

Here is a good example of why you absolutely must LOVE acting to do it.

Today I was supposed to be a policeman on the Luke Wilson movie "The Wendell Baker Story". I woke up at 6 a.m. showered and such. Drove the 45 minutes to the set. Arrived at 8 a.m. (an hour before my 9:00 call time, just to be safe). Surprisingly, I ran into Grant JAmes, who I had taken some acting lessons from when I lived in Dallas. He has a part in this film, and is shooting for a couple of weeks. Eventually I go to get my costume. They don't have one that even remotely comes close to fitting me, even though my sizes were supposedly sent over ahead of time so they could get the right costumes. Eventually there is no other choice but to get another guy to be the cop, and I'll take his place as one of the bus riders.

Now, apparently we were originally supposed to shoot soon after our 9:00 call time, but the schedule had changed and we were now at the very end of the day. So we all sit from 9:00 until about 7:45, only to be told in the end that since it was now growing dark, they weren't going to get to our scenes, and we could all go home. Here's the kicker; the cops were the only ones actually used today, and it sounds like you might actually see them in the movie.

So as not to end negatively, here's 3 good points though:

1. Since I was not used today, the casting people are free to hire me again for another day (as opposed to if I had been used, they wouldn't use me again for another role in the same movie).

2. I still get paid for today.

3. I ate lunch about 15 feet from Luke Wilson.

Even after all this, I am not deterred in the slightest from my chosen profession.

As I've said many times before.

First off, my jingle did not sell, unfortunately, but I did make some big impressions on some big people. Here's the (names edited to protect those involved) email that I got back from my studio contact:

heath,

here's how it went down. both creative directors called and told me how
great your song was laughing the whole time. then they played it for Bob Squiggly (the chief of Squiggly Advertising--a billion dollar ad agency) on the lear jet ride to go present a campaign to the company. he loved it and in fact tried to sing it to the company people in the meeting (i understand they are awful clients). anyway, Bob Squiggly had to recommend a different campaign (because of strategy) so our songs never really had a chance. but they did make an impression on the right people. specially yours. so rest assured, your first foray into bigtime national advertising was a smashing success.

Secondly, when I was an extra on the infomercial, I had exchanged business cards with a few of the actors there while we chatted. One of them had seen me at the Austinactors.net meeting, and in fact after the infomercial, I saw him again at the next meeting too, and we chatted for a bit. Then yesterday while I was in College Station for a band gig, he called me (which he couldn't have done had we not exchanged cards) and said this play he was doing was needing a few small parts filled. He gave me the directors number, so I called and left a message. Today the director called me, and gave me the info. Much to my shock and surprise, it's actually a paying theater gig too. I go to rehearsal on Thursday to hash it all out.

Networking in action.

Thirdly, two of the premiere acting coaches here offered a free class the other night at their studio. I went with a prepared monologue, and had quite a good time. There was a lot of good talent in the room. At the end of my monologue, and after having me try some different techniques and such, they told me I seemed extremely comfortable, easy to work with, willing to take direction and try things, and that overall I seemed very professional. Yay me!

I will conquer the world.

Much better than a decomposer, eh? (cue the "wah-wah-wah" sound effect).

So in the continuing saga of Heath pursues his dreams in a round about way, here's the latest on what's happening. The big nice professional studio downtown who I was doing the "mock folk song" jingle for, had asked me to send them the "music only" so they could get a bunch of different singers to sing it (which is what the ad campaign called for; there would be different people singing every line). I sent them the music only which I had recorded at home on my computer. The next day I emailed to make sure they got it, and I got a response saying "yeah, we've been working on it all day. Come on down and help the engineer mix it if you have the time". Well I knew the engineer didn't really need my help mixing it, but I certainly didn't want to pass up some face time at the studio, which is a way cool place, so I immediately went down there.

I went and sat in the extremely cushy control room, and watched the guy fly through the Pro-tools program like a madman, tweaking the tiniest details that I was amazed his ear could even detect. There I was, listening to my own composition being sung by a mass of different people, and watching a professional engineer at a professional studio laboring over this little jingle I had written. It was super cool. He'd play little chunks of it over and over, adjusting levels, EQ, compression, etc. All these people singing my silly little words over my goofy music. Very cool.

As I left I was surprised to be handed a check for $100. Now normally I would have got $350 just for the demo, but I was initially told that since this was "on spec" meaning that the studio didn't have this sold yet, and were doing it for free to try and impress the client into buying it, coupled with the fact that it was sort of my "audition" to be considered for the pool of composers, that I would be doing it for free. Nice surprise for me! Even better yet, if the client buys the spot I'll get another $2500.

After this cool experience, Friday was not so good. I had what could only be described as a mini-nervous breakdown in relation to the whole life/job situation. I was just miserable and had a long talk with Jess about it all. We don't really have much more of a clue than before, but it was good that we talked about it. Basically the problem is that I swing wildly between two extremes. One being "Hey everything is starting to take off and a real job would only prohibit me from adequate pursuing these fruits to fruition". The other being "What the hell am I thinking? I have no idea if any of these avenues will actually be able to support life ever. I need to get a real job and just accept that I'll have to pursue these things as a hobby only".

Admittedly, we could scrape along at least until January on my meager earnings, plus perhaps borrowing some money from Craig (who has said he's happy to help me out) knowing that I have some decent money coming to me in December. It would still be a stretch though until Jess can get a job.

The main problem is that all the things I'm pursuing really require full time dedication to make them happen. I may try and take some job at least until such time as it becomes a problem. For example if some project comes up that I couldn't get off work for, then worry about quitting then. I don't know. It's very complicated.

Will and Annika have both filled me with envy (even though I know his job can suck, it's still way cool and at least related to his interests and desires) and also inspired me. I actually sat down and worked on my screenplay today. I'm terribly lazy about it, and I really want to finish it so that I can get on to the painful process of letting others critique it, and then doing massive re-writes I'm sure. Then I can submit it to an agent, who will love it and get me a large money deal with someone to direct and star in it, because it's feckin rules. I'm convinced it's my ticket out (OK, so I'm being just a bit insanely hopeful; it's the only way to be).

2 more things:

1. my mailbox was karmically balanced today. I got a bill from our new cable company for 94.32, but after canceling HBO which we got free for a month, and using our free pay-per-view movie coupon for "Equilibrium" it was $80. I also got a check from our old cable company (I guess I paid for the month after we had left) for 86.75. Looks like my karma is in the good for about $6.75.

2. Twice in this entry, I have used parentheses wherein I really needed to end one sentence and start another . For example the sentence:

I'm convinced it's my ticket out (OK, so I'm being just a bit insanely hopeful; it's the only way to be.)

What the hell is the correct way to do that? I chose a semi-colon for lack of knowing what to do. Should the semi-colon be a period within the parentheses? Should I just not structure a sentence that way because it's wrong? Help!

"Your present plans are going to succeed". Wow, how I hope that cookie knows what it's talking about. Aside from no real income, I've frighteningly been actually starting to have a taste of the life I want to be leading. Craig Davis has been keeping us alive with his generosity in paying me for our studio work and such.

Even though the money's not rolling in yet, I've been quite busy, and am seeing a lot of possibilities. I may just be on my way to doing what I want to be doing. Yesterday alone, we went into the studio, polished this jingle we're trying to get sold (hopefully within the next week or so), then cut a new song for our upcoming CD. When I got home I had an email from the other studio I'd been in contact with about jingle work, and they wanted to know if I could do a mock folk song in the vein of "A Mighty Wind". I got the email at 5:00, and a few hours later I had emailed them a finished demo (I have my computer set up to act as a home studio).

This morning he had emailed me back with some changes and by 1:00 this afternoon I had sent him the revamped demo. I was quite proud of my 20 hour turnaround time from first contact to finished demo, which included 8 hours of sleeping, and some idle time too. Here's hoping the company buys it and throws some money at me.

Craig and I are preparing for our full frontal assault on the music scene too. We've talked to the drummer we use in the studio about playing for us, and it happens he also books bands at many places all around Austin. We just need a singing bass player to complete the band. We're looking to have some promo pictures done, and start getting press packets out to everyone, and doing some gigs. Hopefully our CD will be finished by year end. Many things are a-brewing. If we can only hold out financially, there is great potential.

I'm keeping this fortune from the cookie with me at all times.

is coming together nicely. Today I got up at the obscene hour of 5 a.m. to go be an audience member for an infomercial. We all met in a mall parking lot and were driven in a really nice bus to San Antonio where it was shooting. Much to my surprise the infomercial starred THE infomercial guy. The English guy in the red bow tie and suspenders. If you haven't seen this guy, then you must not have seen many infomercials. Anyway we clapped and laughed, and acted like we had just seen the miraculous ways of The Brookshine Automotive Surface Treatment System until about 11 a.m. and then they didn't need us for a while so we ate free food, and lounged around the studio. It turned out they didn't need us at all for the rest of the day so we just hung around until 3 p.m. when we loaded back on the bus and came back to Austin.

On the way back I got a call on my cell phone to tell me that I will be playing a policeman in the new Luke and Owen Wilson movie "The Wendell Baker Story" so that is mega cool (hi Bettie! Oh, side note: I made Jess watch "Kung Pow: Enter The Fist" the other day and was extra amused every time they called the bad guy Bettie).

Craig Davis and I are doing an acoustic duo show tomorrow night at The Pier, which should be interesting, fun, and by the seat of our pants. We also continue work on our upcoming CD.

I got another call about a real job yesterday, also. They are supposed to call me back later this week for an interview. It sounded like the best job so far, but we'll see. I'm still waiting to hear about the other job that was supposed to call me back as soon as the hiring manager got his stuff together. I also have a third (and least attractive) job possibility I could probably take if both these others somehow fall through. I've determined that I am going to put all my efforts tomorrow into finding Jess a job so that I can do my best to render these points moot.