Quite a month ago I’ve had shown you some cool parts of Superman: Red Son. Yesterday I found out that DC has made a motion comic out of it. Accidentally, the teaser trailer includes exactly my scanned scenes. Creepy, isn’t it?
You never should have come here, Superman. You should have died in your own world and kept your alien fingers out of human affairs.
Due to my excitement for the new Batman-game „Arkham Asylum“, especially for the well done battle system, I thought I could do a video again. So I thrashed some Lunatics yesterday and put the stuff together with iMovie.
Arrr, it was awful. The raw material was about 16 gb. First, I had to change it to a suitable iMovie-format. Okay. It took approximately half an hour until I found the right converter for my .avi-files. At the second, a couple of cutting and editing hours later, I made the decision to upload it directly from iMovie to YouTube. There’s a handy function…
Estimated time: less than 1 hour.
Whatever, there was nothing to do for me anyway. In the meantime I did the challenge mode and beat up some poor Joker henchmen again. Hahah.
And then! Almost 60 minutes later, I got an „communication error“. Please try again. PLEASE TRY AGAIN!! Guys, it was about 2:00 am. I took the conventional way on youtube.com, just 1:15 h wait. To hell with it!
At 3:00 am everything was done. My video was online and everything was fine.
11:50 pm. I’m sitting here, in front of my computer. There are three windows in my room, all of them are wide open now. I like the noises. Next to my house is a through road, you shouldn’t think it’ll be quiet at night. No, I’m even wondering where all these cars are headed. Every few seconds another one… vroooom. I accustomed to that, it’s not so bad. But what is worse are all those little critters. Midges, moths, mosquitos and so on. Some of them siege the luminous display, others go for my warm and sweaty skin. It’s disgusting and everything itches.
I recently watched Ken Park and how shall I put it…? After the exciting intro it went to the dogs, except for the role of James Ransone, Tate.
A bit later he stabs his grandparents to death. Fuckers.
Rather good as a pastime, nothing more. Yet another point I can check off from my to do-list (I’m going to show it to you one time). I think a midge or something bit me right now, darn.
Anyway, i’ll turn off my computer immediately and go to bed. “Dark Side of the Moon” should be good for tonight. Vroooooom.
Dear valued reader! Not everyone is as smart as you, sometimes you have to lead a horse to water. For that reason I’ve decided to make a YouTube-video to convince even the last guy in the world of Brenkster Tools. I love YouTube and always wanted to upload a video, but I’ve never had a good idea until lately.
After that the following question came up: how do I represent our blog visual? batpawn and me associate Brenkster Tools always with something industrial, dark and wicked. Brenkster is a machine, which end of assembly line is the blog. Therefore I’ve collected a plenty of machine and factory pictures. My intention was always to overlay screenshots from our articles, which are accompanied by weird industrial-sounds. If a special ton was heard, one or two of my machine pictures should be fade in – but only for a split of a second!
However, my limited skills in video editing foiled me. I’ve had never make a video before, so iMovie was absolutely new ground. Either with Final Cut Express I couldn’t assemble my initially ideas. By the way, how tricky is that fucking piece of software?! On apple.com Steve Jobs praises the „great iMovie-compatibilitiy“ but in the end the imported material is everything else than useful.
Hmm, stop talking around the bush. Look!
As said above, the machine pictures comes from Google. The music is a find of jamendo.com. That’s a website for free music downloads. I think all tastes will be satisfied.
I’ve had a lot of fun while doing this video stuff and I promise you: that was not the last video I’ve made.
I’ve been to Vienna this Wednesday (June 10th) together with a friend of mine to watch Korn playing live in the Vienna Gasometer. What can I say, it was great fun. Even for me who’s grown out of listening to Korn a loooong time ago. But geez, I can’t even imagine how much I would’ve orgasmed, watching sex-god Jonathan Davis’ hairy armpits dancing to the rythm of the music back 8 years ago when I was a serious hardcore fan of those fuckers. Today, it just seemed off to me and all I could think of was “Seriously, somebody hand this man a razorblade. He’s in serious trouble!”.
That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy my time. I was seriously very happy that it was basically some kind of “Best-Of” concert, which means the latest songs they played were those featured on the “Take A Look In The Mirror” lp back in 2003. So I could basically sing all the songs they played and headbang to the rythms. Pretty sexy. Ironically enough, I was even more pleased with the opening act, which was – to my suprise – Shinedown. A band I still enjoy listening to, playing some great songs that nobody knew besides me. I’m either getting old or my taste is already too underground. Either way, those fucking fans can seriously suck my cock.
All in all, it was quite an enjoyable day in general. Although we were basically hanging around the Mariahilfer Street all day long. But what can I say? There were so many opportunities to handle. The biggest one was – in my case – seriously visiting the Runch! comicbookstore where I found the third trade of the Transmetropolitan series titled “Year Of The Bastard”. That book is currently out of print so you can only find it used for about 50 to 150 Euro. I really have to thank Runch! Comics for selling it to me for just 20 Euro. It’s unbelievable how happy I am about this. So, if you are to Vienna one day and there is only one comicbook store you’d like to visit, make it Runch!.
Another great thing was our visit to Starbucks. This might sound strange to you, but for someone living in Austria, visiting a Starbucks is a BIG fucking thing. There’s only one in the whole country, and I was IN the fucking store drinking Hazelnut Hot Chocolate. AWESOME! But, oh boy, those bastard are costly. 4 euro and 60 cents for a fucking cocoa? Who the hell am I? Jenna Haze? (No pun intended)
To catch a glimpse of how exciting my day in Vienna was, I cutted a little something together for you. I’m sorry that the camera work is so unsteady, but I was pretty… drunk and I honestly didn’t give a shit. So you either suck it or like my hairy balls!
Oh my god. That’s dark… and I really mean DARK. And I’m not talking about “Little twelve year old Mary got her hand shredded in the meatgrinder” dark – I’m talking about “I fuck your wife and rape your baby at the same time” dark. You heard me, I’m not making anything up here, trust me. If you are only half-way as sensitive as I am, you better go away now. Leave this blog, don’t read any further. Trust me, it’s better for your precious little mind. But if you are interested in – how ironic -one of the most depressing, compelling and visually stunning “Batman fanfilms” of all time, then I’ve got one hell of a treat for you.
The thing is, that this treat isn’t necessarily tasty, sweet and enjoyable to swallow. Believe me, I can’t blame you if you seriously want to puke it out afterwards. But you have to agree that it was, at least, an interesting new taste and that you might learn to keep it in your stomach the more you watch this fine piece of art. Believe me, if you are psychologically “screw loose” like myself – and I think you are since you are reading this blog – you WILL watch it at least two more times until you can finally judge over it.
“Ashes to Ashes” appears to be a 17 minute short film project by a bunch of very creative, and – I might almost say – visionary, french independent filmmakers, called Julien Mokrani and Samuel Bodin. Visually, it’s very VERY gothic. And if you know me, that’s in my book always a good thing. But not only does it look like the scenes were artistically ripped out of the pages of “BATMAN: Arkham Asylum”, there is a slide hint of film noir thrown in it. And what does this mean for your most favorite austrian comicbook nerd? ORGASM. What else could it possibly mean if my most favorite Batman comicbook genres got thrown together, marry each other and start to have an ongoing sex relationship? I think you got me.
The real interesting part of this story is the year it takes place in – 1938. The tale centres around the small-time gangster “Eddy” who breaks together with his two gangmates, to get mones that he needs so much for his beloved daughter, into Wayne Manor. But Blood is soon ready to split when they gut interrupted by Bruce Wayne’s faithful butler Alfred Pennyworth. With blood on their hands, the three gangsters bolt deep inside of the rotten, corrupted streets of Gotham City. But they can’t be save, since the mysterious, violent and fearsome creature – only known as the Batman – is lurking in the shadows, ready to attack and bring vengeance over them. If that’s not worse enough, Eddy has to struggle with a mass-murdering – yet unknown madman, who’s passion for murder puts a smile on his own face.
As I said in the beginning of this entry, the film really is dark. And gruesome. And violent. And therefor definitely not for everyone of my precious blog viewers. The violence and the themes in this flick are VERY graphic. But if you enjoy such Batman comics like “ARKHAM ASYLUM – A serious house on a serious earth”, “Night Cries” and “Black Orchid”, you will definitely love this (I know I did).
To watch the whole movie, check out the official website of the creators. Beside the film, it features a very interesting making-of you should definitely check out afterwards.
About two weeks ago, I found on one of my ‘every day “youtube journeys”‘ the wonderful videochannel of the fantastic “Sophie Brown”, who’s videos are not only charming to watch, but also fun to watch. After contacting her on “Myspace”, something like – I might almost say – friendship began to grow. Even though this friendship couldn’t have been more difficult to accomplish. Oh, don’t get me wrong, not our personal tastes in film – music and books (which is – to my suprise – pretty similar), nor the distance (she’s an english girl living in wales – doesn’t that sound romantic?) was the biggest problem. It was the language.
No-no-no, my english is pretty good (I hope) and so is – of course – hers. But one day, without knowing what horryfying thing might crawl over my body – eating my sins and feeding me with shame – eyes all red, I was caught by suprise (and total horror!) as she threw a single, tiny word into our conversation – ugly, dark and cynical as one word could possibly be. I didn’t know where it comes from, or what this god forsaken misnomer even means. But saying that Rydw was the – by far – single most disturbing thing I have ever read in my entire life, would be an understatement.
Naive, as I was, I didn’t really know that “welsh” is, in fact, a real existing language. I thought it might just be one hell of a british accent, true, with many unique words thrown in. But that’s, in the end, austrian- and swiss-german too… I had no Idea. So Sophie, this wunderful wonderful person… and I, this – well – austrian guy with a thick accent, made a deal. The deal was simple enough. She teachses me the welsh slang for “Thank You Very Much” in one of her vlogs, but therefor, I have to make my own vlog (teh utter horror!) in which I say it myself as good as I can while teaching her – at the same time (!!) – how to pronounce my name. Sounds simple enough? It might have been, if I wouldn’t take it so gosh darn serious – d’oh.
So, be warned to get amazed, when “Crazy Austrian Guy” does what he does worst – speaking english while trying to control his accent. Oh well, at least I’m no “Schwarzenegger”.
Sophie’s Vlog:
The horryfying response:
(You have to be a Youtube-friend of mine to watch it – duh)
Als ich heute mich in die tiefen Weiten des Fernsehens verbarrikadiert habe und mit halbem Ohr der Werbung lauschte, konnte ich kaum glauben was ich zu hören bekam. Faith No More auf dem Nova Rock Festival in Salzburg?! Ich fragte mich ob das ein schlechter Scherz sei, hat sich die Alternative-Rock Fraktion um Mike Patton doch 1997 einvernehmlich getrennt, und alle Mitglieder sich anderen Projekten zugewandt. Mike Patton kann allein mit Tomahawk, Fantômas und Peeping Tom schon drei Bands verzeichnen, von den vielen Kooperationen mit anderen Interpreten wie Björk fange ich gar nicht erst an.
Tatsächlich gewährte mir ein Einblick in ihre offizielle Website Einsichten um ihre derzeitige musikalische Lage… ich zitiere ihren offenen Brief,
Faith No More has always stood out as some sort of unique beast; part dog, part cat–its music almost as schizophrenic as the personalities of its members. When it all worked, it worked really well, even if the chemistry was always volatile. Throughout our 17years of existence, the mental and physical energy required to sustain this creature was considerable and relentless. Though amicable enough, when we finally split, we all followed paths seemingly destined to opposite ends of the universe.
Yet during the entire 10 years that have passed since our decision to break up we’ve experienced constant rumors and requests from fans and promoters alike. Nevertheless, for whatever reason, none of us kept in regular touch, much less to discuss any possibilities of getting together.
What’s changed is that this year, for the first time, we’ve all decided to sit down together and talk about it. And what we’ve discovered is that time has afforded us enough distance to look back on our years together through a clearer lens and made us realize that through all the hard work, the music still sounds good, and we are beginning to appreciate the fact that we might have actually done something right.
Meanwhile we find ourselves at a moment in time with zero label obligations, still young and strong enough to deliver a kickass set, with enthusiasm to not only revisit our past but possibly add something to the present. And so with this we’ve decided to hold our collective breaths and jump off this cliff…. BACK, GOD FORBID, INTO THE MONKEY CAGE!!!
We can only hope that the experience of playing together again will yield results erratic and unpredictable enough to live up to the legacy of FNM.
Who know where this will end or what it will bring up…only the future knows. But we are about to find out!
FAITH NO MORE are:
Mike Bordin, Roddy Bottum, Bill Gould, Jon Hudson and Mike Patton
Tatsächlich, mit 2009 kehren Faith No More zurück, touren erstmal durch die Welt und spielen ihr altes Zeug auf Rockfestivals. Doch das ist erst der Beginn. Ich freue mich schon zu sehen (oder viel mehr “hören”) wie die Zukunft der Band aussehen wird, vor allem bin ich schon irrsinnig gespannt neues Material von ihnen zu zelebrieren. Gleichzeitig hoffe ich allerdings auch, dass die Rückkehr von FNM nicht Mike Pattons hervorragendes Bandprojekt Tomahawk beeinträchtigen wird, welches mir schon sehr ans Herz gewachsen ist.