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|Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010|
|Sunday, January 22nd, 2006|
|Dark Star Productions Update
I rarely have updated as of late but this will be the last Dark Star Productions update I post on this journal.
I created a new journal/blog/page/call it what it be for this purpose.
All new updates and news posts related to Dark Star Productions will be at darkstarvideo
was in some manner to be the news and updates page but instead The Chalkboard will be tied in in a manner for those wanting to post events to do so.
Ditto for floridiansounds
No further posts for the shopclerk journal will be public.
* invitation only *
|Wednesday, October 26th, 2005|
|Night Of The Living DEADbeats - Sat. Oct 29, 8pm-1am
“THE NIGHT Of The LIVING DEADbeats”
HALLOWEEN PARTY Part VI
Saturday October 29th, 8pm – 1Am
Presented by “Java” John & Dave Grooms
Dave & The DeadBeats
With Special Guests & Friends
The Terrapin StationWagon Liquid Light Show!
OUR Sixth Annual HALLOWEEN BASH,
(Sister Party to “Jerry Daze”), will be held at :
Ryan's Portside Bar & Grill (formerly Frankies Wings)
555 Glen Cheek Drive Cape Canaveral, FL 32920... Phone: 799-4349. Fax: 783-7044
|Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005|
|Burley. (Or as AnarCHY would say, "wish it were better news, bro"...)
A friend I met in 1989 at the Pines Theatre & Drafthouse in Cocoa got me hooked into Rocky Horror Picture show as I had a rather large car and usually played not only light tech for the Creatures Of the Night (Cocoa, Florida) cast. I also was the cast's 'freighter pilot', so called for the Han Solo-looking outfit I once could wear and for the Millenium Falcon-sized 1973 Cadillac Fleetwood Formal Sedan that I would taxi around at least some six of the cast members on a regular basis.
His name was Dave Clark, and he played the role of Riff Raff. I lost touch with him in 1993 after he left to attend college in Georgia. The majority of us knew him as 'Burley', a handle (as we called screennames back in the day) from the 10-line chat BBS we all were a part of. Dave was an inspiration to me. I worked hard on lights to keep our shows at the Pines lit bright and cue'd on time. Further the more I was also inspired that the role of Riff Raff would be the one I enjoyed most. Two years ago and last year I had the opportunity to play Riff Raff for Surfside Playhouse's production of Rocky Horror Picture Show for their yearly fundraiser to pay for roof and building repairs. During each of those shows I thought of Dave, wondering where he was and how I would reach him. And as of late I thought the same thing. Dave was tip-top when it came to the role and I was proud to be inspired by him back in the day. I had hoped to bring him to a show either at Surfside, in Orlando with the Rich Weirdoes or both.
This will not happen in person, only in spirit.
I just got word today that he lost his battle with Cystic Fibrosis not long ago.
With all finesse aside, this sucks, plain and simple.
Plain, and Simple.
Sometime this year I will once again rehearse for and play the part of Riff Raff, this time it will be deliberately for Dave."dammit.. son of a bitch..."
|Sunday, February 13th, 2005|
New Speedway Boogie, Festival Express Tour, 1970'nuff said.. Current Mood: artistic
|Thursday, January 27th, 2005|
|Saturday, January 1st, 2005|
|Forgetting no one...
I woke up an hour ago from having crash-landed just after midnight. The final week of the year which passed was in itself seemingly far longer than the whole of the year with perhaps the exception of the days spend as a rolling refugee.
I am sitting down to my first meal of the new year and upon my stove are lit several candles. One to light the way in the new year for myself and my friends, and one to remember those who are gone and now taking their trip into forever.
The year is going to be good for everyone; this much I am hoping for, for all of you.
The guns in the neighborhood are silent. I guess it's safe to venture outside. :)
|Friday, October 15th, 2004|
Since 7pm I have had this vanilla candle burning in an old can which used to have pineapple in it.
I lit the candle for my friend's daughter
seemed like a good reason to do so.
The candles have burned very brightly tonight...
|Thursday, October 14th, 2004|
|Candles to honor loss of very young
(reprinted from Florida Today newspaper, Melbourne Florida)
For Jocelyn, Nick, and Michelle.
October is widely recognized as Breast Cancer Awareness Month. What many people don't know is that it's also Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, as proclaimed by the late President Ronald Reagan in 1988.
Each year in the United States, more than six of every 1,000 births results in a stillbirth or newborn death, and many more babies are lost to miscarriage before the 20th week of pregnancy.
The grief that the bereaved parents experience following these losses is profound, yet is often misunderstood and discounted by those who have not been there.
Friday has been recognized in Florida and many other states as Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. At 7 p.m., thousands of people across the country will light a candle to remember these lost, but never forgotten children.
I will be joining them. My daughter, Michelle, was born on August 25 at only 24 weeks gestation, and died on September 1.
To honor her memory, I hope to help other bereaved families find the support and comfort they need, and to help the outside world understand why this is so important.
For more information, please visit www.october15th.com.
Let me tell you how bright the candles will burn tommorrow night...
|Wednesday, December 31st, 2003|
These two aliens land on a hill. They get out of the ufo and wander down the hill when they find a gas station. It's dark out with just a few lights as the station is closed. The big alien looks at the little alien and says to him "I'll go up to that one there and have him take us to his leader". And so it is the two aliens walk up to this gas pump, with it's three digital "0.00" eyes where the big alien calls out "Take us to your leader."
Of course, the gas pump says nothing.
The little alien is not well with this. "I don't think you should mess with him because he's a bad motherfucker"
"Aw come on. You're just afraid of everything. I'm going to tell him to take us to his leader or I'll vaporize him."
"I don't think that is a good idea."
The demands continue.
"Take us to your leader or I will vaporize you."
Only the creaking of a sign waving in the breeze is heard. The big alien pulls his Vaporgasmatron 9000 and proceeds to waste the gas pump. The pump explodes, the station goes up in flames and all hell breaks loose.
The big alien looks to the little alien and asks "And how did you know this was a bad dude?"
The little alien says to him "when you can wrap your dick around your waist twice and park the end of it behind your ear, you're bound to be one bad motherfucker". Current Mood: amused
|Sunday, August 3rd, 2003|
"..Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat your friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, you can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing come the judgement day..
On the bloody morning after, one tin soldier rides away."
- Coven, 1971
|Monday, July 7th, 2003|
| "Apparently giving away goldfish in little plastic bags as carnival prizes is animal cruelty. Homeless goldfish disagree, will swim for food"
|Tuesday, June 17th, 2003|
|Jerry Daze 2003. 5th Annual Tribute to Jerry Garcia. Cocoa Beach Fla, July 5
5th Annual Tribute to Jerry Garcia
with Dave and The DEADbeats, and
The Terrapin StationWagon Liquid Light Show.
This link takes you to my page from Jerry Daze 2002;
the information on location and such is mostly unchanged
Some additional information about this may be found by going to the old KoolBeanz Coffeehouse website
or by emailing this half of the brains
behind the whole Jerry Daze experience.
Genreally, this has been a one or two day, sometimes three day, music fest paying tribute to both the acoustic and electric music of Jerry Garcia, playing solo, with "one-stop world tour" bands, and with the Grateful Dead.
Unofficially speaking, the lineup this year looks to be a first few hours, possibly three or four, of acoustic music, four to six hours of electric music with possibly impromptu drum jamming, and the remaining hours in an all-out electric jam lasting until Comfort Inn kicks everyone out or beer curfew, whichever gets enforced last. :)
There's a map on the Dark Star's Jerry Daze 2002
page but if you need details you can always do the MaqQuest thing, or just email Java John
at KoolBeanz and he'll tell you how to get here.
Sidenote: I have CD copies of the Donna The Buffalo from April 30th show in Titusville Florida available.
|Tuesday, June 10th, 2003|
Beginning and end.
A young couple were married, and celebrated their first night together,
doing what newlyweds do, time and time again, all night long.
Morning comes and the groom goes into the bathroom but finds no towel
when he emerges from the shower. He asks the bride to please bring one
from the bedroom. When she gets to the bathroom door, he opened the
door, exposing his body for the first time to his bride where she sees
all of him well.
Her eyes went up and down and at about midway, they stopped and stared,
and she asked shyly, "What's that?", pointing to a small part of his
He, also being shy, thought for a minute and then said, "Well, that's
what we had so much fun with last night."
And she, in amazement, asked, "Is that all we have left?" Current Mood: naughty
|Wednesday, May 21st, 2003|
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice come through the music
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken
Perhaps they're better left unsung
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air
Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty
If your cup is full may it be again
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men
There is a road, no simple highway
Between the dawn and the dark of night
And if you go no one may follow
That path is for your steps alone
You who choose to lead must follow
But if you fall you fall alone
If you should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home
|Monday, April 7th, 2003|
It occured to me that both Kodak film and Trojan condoms capture the moment. Current Mood: amused
|Saturday, March 8th, 2003|
|Rest in Peace, Loyd and Pigpen
Twenty-five years to the day of each other, you two took a ride with the boatman of the river styx.
gone is a cool blues man
gone is a cool parts man
(thinking of the two of you now, before I forget in a day or so.)
|Thursday, February 27th, 2003|
|Thursday, January 30th, 2003|