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Friday, August 29, 2003
Anyone around in Leeds in the first couple of weeks of October should definately check out the Jandek documentary that's showing there. Details below... ================================== Jandek on Corwood ˆ a Documentary Film FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: Contact: Paul Fehler Producer, Jandek on Corwood www.jandekoncorwood.com (573) 256-5938 jandocumentary@hotmail.com Jandek on Corwood to premiere at 17th annual Leeds International Film Festival Columbia, MO -- Director Chad Freidrichs is pleased to announce that his feature length documentary film Jandek on Corwood will make its world premiere at the prestigious Leeds International Film Festival. The 17th annual Leeds International Film Festival www.leedsfilm.com will take place on October 2 ˆ 12, 2003. Jandek on Corwood is an 89-minute documentary about the legendary iconoclast, Jandek Next to nothing is known about the recluse, and Jandek on Corwood represents the most comprehensive effort to document the man and his music. Several noteworthy Jandek fans and scholars were interviewed for the documentary, chronicling the bizarre efforts of the mysterious musician. Jandek has asked the filmmakers to convey to the press his unavailability to comment on the film, and declines to provide contact information. For additional information, ge here ================================== Additionally: We're looking for people in and around Leeds that might help us do promotion. We can't promise you any money or even accomodations... but we'll funnel any perks/freebies that we get your way... give you a thank you in the DVD box... anything we can afford. Anyone who wants to help out/put up a tired filmmaker for a night or two will be thanked severely. Please email jandocumentary@hotmail.com Many thanks... Paul Fehler ================================== Jeez, I might even venture up to Leeds myself for that one...
Well, needless to say I’m gutted to be missing the following: THE CLIENTELE @ THE SPITZ 109 Commercial Street, Old Spitalfields Market, London Nearest Tube : Liverpool Street WEDNESDAY 3RD SEPTEMBER with July Skies & the Have Nots Tickets : £6 advance available at www.wegottickets.com or reply to this email to reserve tickets Doors : 8pm Of course if I worked in Somerset it would be no problem, since they don’t seem to back to school until a week after we do in Devon, the lucky sods. And really, since Thursday 4th is our first full day (only the little new Year 7 is in on Wednesday – I hope to goodness I don’t teach Year 7 on Wednesdays this year…) it’s a bit early to be pulling a sickie. Sigh. So if there is any kind soul who might be (whisper it) recording the July Skies or Clientele sets, well, I know of a welcoming home to a copy… Wednesday, August 27, 2003
I really need to get writing. The stack of things to write about just doesn’t get any smaller, and with the arrival of a whole bunch of new things in the mail box today, well, the need is just that much greater. I feel like I haven’t really written anything all holidays, and in fact I guess that’s the fact. Too busy reading Batman comics and bicycling maybe. Well, whatever, less than a week left until the grind of school kicks in again, so it’s time to stop freewheeling and wind up the gears, as it were. It’s good to be back in Exeter after five days up in Troon. Troon has changed an awful lot in the past ten years or so. It’s almost indistinguishable, at least physically, with a lot of new developments popping up all over the place, although the underlying feeling of deeply ingrained Conservatism and collections of intolerances still appears to be the same. So it feels more and more like all that remains for me are the ghosts of memories drifting somewhere inside me, escaping to the surface occasionally like ancient artefacts disturbed from their sleep within sunken wreckage by swirling tides and storms. These artefacts are seldom attractive. Having done a few rides when I was up, I realise why in fact I really hardly rode my bike at all when I was younger, and why I would ride much less (if at all) if I lived there now. It’s so soul destroying, riding through a bleak landscape, battling winds that seem never to subside, nothing much to rest your eye on, and the tragedy of their being a surfeit of routes to trace, particularly if you want to avoid large conflations of traffic going too fast and motorists whose aggression I would guess is an extension of the natural Scottish psyche. And was it Burns who was responsible for the claptrap about Ayrshire girls being beautiful? Don’t believe a word of it. People in Exeter seem noticeably thinner and more attractive than any I saw in Ayrshire. Maybe the notorious Scottish obsession with fried food is to blame, but whatever, the girls/boys of Ayrshire seemed universally uncrushworthy (obvious exceptions excepted). |
