Stimulation

As in I need some to finish (read: start) this scriptwriting shit. I'm hoping that writing this gets me in the mood to lay down some dialogue and get some storylining on the burner.

Unfortunately, I just sat 3 hours watching College Humor videos on youtube and the previous 2 hours looking at demotivational posters (I don't see many of these things because I don't spend too much time timewasting on youtube or forums. Mainly facebook or just generally sitting and being bored by nothingness). This means that I am hungry and want to get food from the city, which I can't do if I have any hope in hell of getting something worthwhile done tonight and not making this excursion a complete waste of time.

Just a general update to warm things up.

Firstly, Energy Commission have the first gig booked since I booked us to play at my shave (and look how well that went). July 10 at the Swan Basement, so we have a little over a month to actually fucking practice. So far we haven't actually played together as a band since the shave gig in mid-March. We've recorded 3 songs, but haven't actually had a proper rehearsal.

This has come at a really good time, because I was at the point where I thought we may have been unbookable in this town for some reason. My theory on being largely ignored is the fact that we are lyrically too vulgar for our musical audience. All the bands around this town that have blatantly profane and degenerate lyrics all play either really out there music or some form of genre with the words 'death' or 'core' involved, which means there is a specific scene for their music and lyrics. Energy Commission are caught between two worlds.

At least I have this gig to look forward to. Fuck I've missed playing live. Actually, I really want to get back on live bass playing in the near future, too. Or just something where I'm able to do what I usually do and thrash around and move. I try my best behind the drums, but there's only so crazy I can go at my skill level and maintain an adequate beat. This isn't saying I don't want to play drums, because I'm having plenty of fun with that.

Next up is the impending graduation (take 2). Of course, this assumes I get this final assignment done (still at least 50 pages of script to write in -1 days plus a further 3 episodes of synopses and a marketing/development strategy, but whatever). The problem is that something is totally sapping my will to do the fucking thing. I got a scene breakdown for a whole episode done the other day so I'd know how my 1st episode was structured, and now I've got total writers block on dialog for that episode and figuring out what the structure and content for the other episode will be. I can safely say shit has just gotten real, because It's probably going to take at least a day to write a decent script and I have to write 2. This was due Friday. It's now Saturday night.

I just think that because I've been so busy doing various film projects and helping people out that I have gotten used to being a bitch and trying to please people by going out of my way. Now I don't have as much of that to do and I'm stuck doing what I'm supposed to be doing and I just fucking can't. So frustrating.

Fuck. Now I have to go home. Progress today: Fuck all. I'm hoping the lack of facebook/internets on my journey home spurs my brain into gear.