The Production Life!: BATTLE!!!!!!

The Heavens are your LIGHTS, your eyes your CAMERAS, your destiny the script.....ACTION!!!!

All around creativity! Producing My Grind! Let's choreograph, script, direct, and produce a lifestyle!

It's the creativity, the adrenaline, the lights and the cameras. Your script is fresh off the printer and the stage manager is already telling you where to be! The choreography is beating through your chest "Come on, let's do it again, full out...5678!!!" The action on set is amazing! This is what I live for! Everyday, I work to make someone's life a lot more interesting, make sure I carry on that same drive the next day. Life is a movie, the streets are a stage, and my eyes are the cameras...see the world the way I see it!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

I did this promo video for the musical stage play "Junk Yard Kids" a while ago....I just like this video! LOL. Hope you enjoy it!

The Mini Stage

I AM B.O.B. Just stepped off the stage! (Applause Applause)....Here's the 3rd act to bless "The Mini Stage"

P.S.Y.C.I.C.S.

My poetry is Psycic.
Thoughts bleeding from one sentence to the next, drooling reflex connects from my tongue to your ear: kissing your lobe, whispers of sweet nothings untold by men. Words birthed by the semen of my rhymes, pumped not through the giration of my dick but the stroke of my ballpoint tip. Invisible penmanship inpregnate your cerebral cortex because I'm psycic. Telepathic powers with telekinetic hands reach from my mental lobe to read your soul. Break free and lose control of who you think you are.
I am Hydraulic.
I'm no mutant but I am an Angel. Don't compare me to the Pheonix, I am Leviathan. I may not be the Savior but I am damn sure better than Charles Xavier. The psycosis of my pen and paper create strange behavior.. Look closely and see the ink whisper. Visualize voices in your head. Blank pages with no ink may not be able to speak, but rest assured, it's thinking. Deep within, laid seeded in the subconsious of commas and spaces, lay an energy with the ability to move mountains, teleport cities, and project an imagination.
But I have found new knowledge.
I am no psycic. Your pen and paper, his voice, this rhythm, her drums, my dance floor, this mic.....these are the mystics that ordained our future. Ancient tutors, rulers of the astral plane. Psycics of expression are the tools we use in music and art.
P.S.Y.C.I.C.S.
Pens Stretching Your Consious Into Creative Semantics

The Production Life!

Production Grustle

The Heavens are your LIGHTS, your eyes your CAMERAS, your destiny the script.....ACTION!!!!

Thursday, June 17, 2010

BATTLE!!!!!!

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