Totally Contrived Bang Chong Ad.

Shot Headline Payoff early on the Monday morning, as Paul had to head to class and Rudi had to whisk me off to the airport. Don't know what happened inbetween... thee was the two hour flight back up to Jozi, of course... but there may have been a delay. Who knows? My iPod was working. In any case, I had to hook up that afternoon with the lads from Familia... for to shoot the latest ad, see? A skateboard company that I have been involved with since the beginning of their existence, they are (for me) everything that I love and have loved (since I stopped) about skateboarding.

Along with having two board series with them (very much a collaborative effort) I have also shot all the ads up to number fourteen... with Session Magazine coming out every two months (or at least, intending to) that is well over three years of co-operation. And trust me... the arithmetic is right... Session is very much on it's own time clock. Still, Ad No. 15 featured a video grab of Loucas, the new team member, and a call to him to start filming... oddly enough the footage, shot by J.J. Harris, was credited to me. Sorry J.J. Speaking of filming, there are plans a foot, for a new project to follow on after the excellent Bang Chong. I will not even attempt to describe it... just make a point of seeing it. Here are some ads in the meantime; expect to see a change in the future...

Later.

"... Shove Vitamins In Their Toilet Rolls."

The finer art of phone licking, and stolen ashtrays (yet to be electric). Seen "How To Get Ahead In Advertising?" Well, imagine if two Capetonian students rewrote it for the web, but without the visuals. Or the characters. Or the plot. But plenty, plenty non sequiturs. Meet Headline Payoff... at this stage, they are so far gone, you may never catch up, but give the Fridge of the Future a chance, or better yet, their patented Name Translator. They'll make it personal, and maybe help you blow off steam while trying to hide the MySpace logo in your task bar as you congratulate yourself on having worked out a way around your boss's insistence on the firewall that supposedly restores productivity. If they don't make you laugh... they'll do their best to make you cry.

Note: Seeing that they are both copywriters (from now on also known as copytypers), they feel it absolutely necesarry to re-type, re-write and re-think everything about 4372 times so this section will constantly change.

Later.

"The Eastern Faces Of Table Mountain Dominate The Skyline."

Fokofpolisiekar... a Sunday matinée, acoustic (it was said). A massive crowd, all on the lawns of Kirstenbosch, where the "eastern faces of Table Mountain dominate the skyline." Also, "in summer, a popular series of outdoor concerts are held in the gardens on Sunday evenings". No shit. Popular as in over 5 000? Perhaps? The image below only shows two thirds of the sweep... the security had their hands full keeping the fans off the endangered flora in front of the stage... still the nicest bouncers I have met though.

Neels Van Jaarsveld was in attendance, and can be seen arms aloft, getting his own shot of the proceedings (just to the right of the surfer's elbow, past the cat with the afro). I mention him in particular because as of June 11th, he is now a proud owner of a limited edition print of that shot, bought after an "artist's walk-through" at the Rooke Gallery. Thanks Neels... it means a lot when the fans purchase the work as well as those who regard it more in the contemporary art context.



Later.

"Like Icebergs Mating. Hard."

To begin to describe the mindset in which one should listen and view kidofdoom, this should firstly be understood. Many works of art do not appear to make cognitive or moral claims. Music provides obvious examples here, much music, particularly the non-vocal variety having no pretense to moral or intellectual claims. There are thousands of concertos that have nothing to say about anything. Much art has no claim or truth, this might further be enhanced by saying that many of the arts lack the proper machinery, the proper conventions, with which to convey assertions. NB. Even in those arts that have the proper linguistic machinery, there are examples of works that have no purchase on the truth. We strive to not force our specific idea on anything or anyone, what we are indeed saying is: Put on your dancing shoes!!!!!! - Kidofdoom.

Kid of Doom live are definitively a sublime experience in tradition of the Romantic definition of this term – they successfully mimic that terrified awe present in the apprehension of the natural world’s absolute indifference to human will or presence. Like icebergs mating. Hard. - Isolation.tv.

Later.