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Showing posts with label The Starlight Six and How it Ticks.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Starlight Six and How it Ticks.. Show all posts

Monday, September 1, 2008

For the Love of Pete.

Well, here we go again...
There are douche bags everywhere. Some might be at the same event you attended. That doesn't mean everyone at the event or the event shares the same mindset. Classic knee jerk armchair criticism. But why be eloquent when you can be reactionary? Why see it as an incredibly rare event that many different ages, races and social classes to come together for two days no matter how stupid and offensive a portion of them are? It's easier just to lump it into one pot and wonder why it tastes shitty.
I guess all the Minorities involved in The Drive Invasion and the day to day operation of The Starlight are invisible to this guy. I know my black friend set up in the front row must have been. I remember showing BLAZING SADDLES this year. If that's not a discussion on race I don't know what is. I guess he wasn't there the year we had Rudy Ray Moore at the festival and showed two of his movies. Knowing Mr. Moore, he would be pissed he wasn't black enough to count.
What gets me is not that he pointed out out the few racist shitheads that may have been there, it's that he consistently calls the event racist. Just because one of those dicks is in Kroger buying Milk doesn't make the Grocery Store a Bigot or the Frozen Pizzas a Nazi.

Here's some of last years moaning:
Guess what... A swastika or SS tattoo is moronic. Last time I looked it wasn't illegal - just in bad taste, ignorant and childish.
I also get the feeling that the "All these Tattoos" mindset is bordering on judgmental and classist as well. It's not anyone else's business and the individual's right to self expression. If I had the right to control who could and could not come to the Event by the way they looked then there wouldn't have been anyone in MANDALS.

This is not the case and I saw Man Feet for 2 days.

Monday, July 7, 2008

It Was Colder Than A Well Digger's Ass.


Another try at the Pano. Shot in early December, 2007, some issues with the polarizing filter and getting the sky to jump smooth, went ahead and put it together anyway. It was brutal cold, in the teens if I remember right - made for great stars. Going to do a Four Seasons from the same spot but was unhappy with the Winter shots. Will shoot Summer this week and go from there. Gonna start shopping a Starlight 60th Anniversary Show at a Gallery somewhere. The place turns 60 in April, so that would be a good time for it.

Cheers,
I Remain,
Prof. Jas. M. Stacy


Sunday, July 6, 2008

New Drive-In stuffs.

In the process of re-doing every sign out here. Work for months. 

Here's a classic example of the operating I.Q. out here on the lot, I just had to stop and kill all the Power in the North Snack Bar to pull a MASTER LOCK AND CHAIN OUT OF THE MAIN 240 POWER BOX. That's right, if you want to store 5 foot of Logging Chain and a Commercial Padlock, throw it on top of a Junction Box that contains the Main Power, so it can snake in and weld itself to your leads. 

Awesome.

Prof. and  Plastic Coat-Hanger 1 - 240 Junction Box and Electrical Disaster 0.

On to the Pictures and such.


For the Ice Creams...


For the Candies...



For this Brilliant Glow Toy Action from the Hive Mind in Cally-O-Forn-Eye-A...

Fuggin with Electricity,
I Remain Upright,
Prof. Jas. M. Stacy


Outside on the Lot after the Storm.


New photo. 25 shots laced together and the Horizon is sheared. Not bad for a Jackass. Just a matter of time before I get struck by lightening again.
I Remain,
Prof. Jas. M. Stacy

Friday, May 16, 2008

On Him Being Gone a Year.

I wrote this last Labor Day in our Drive-Invasion Guide as a Memorial to Marc. As we just passed his 1st Anniversary I figured it's time to take off my Stovepipe, think about what a fucking treasure he was, and wipe my eyes.
Miss you Mr. Fenyo, Sleep Well.
I Remain,
Prof. Jas. M. Stacy