Oh yeah, the point of this blog...

Update on one Mr. Bob Hoag...

www.flyingblanket.blogspot.com

Guy is building his own studio. That demands accolades, dammit.

Goodbye Environmental Lab, Hello Hollywood

Well, I hate to admit it, but I finally confess: I've put too much on my plate. Don't tell anyone. But I'm quitting my job at the lab to get some more school time and Chapman and UCLA... not to mention the internship. Also, and this is really on the downlow, I'm secretly avoiding homework as I play very badly on a friend's borrowed guitar. I'm loving it. I used to play the piano years upon years ago (this was before the drumset, the marimba, steel drum, and the handbells) and I miss it, but don't have any place for a piano or any reason to practice. The guitar I just tuck under the couch. ANYWAY, my enjoyment is that I'm doing something creative when the writing is teh suck.

And being creative often is teh suck, isn't it? I think that's why I always do the script coverages for the week over working on the scripts for me to turn in on Friday. Editing is always easier. The answer is simply becuase something's already there. It is more impossible to have nothing and try to make it something. (Don't you just hate looking at a blank word document sometimes?)

Anyway, I'm afraid to tell them that I'm quitting. I'll give them two weeks, of course, but I also feel guilty. I guess that's the thing. I need to focus. And counting microbes in plates isn't going to get me where I need to go anymore. At the same time, this is the very first time I say goodbye to "Science Kay," the part of my persona that has been in a labcoat since my early days of high school. But then again, I gave up the piano all those years ago and look what's hiding under my couch?

Sick Cats, Bald Rats, That's a Wrap

You wanna know what film school is like? Well, it's a lot like making a film. You do nothing for a long while and then you run around like mad. Some weeks are easy. Some weeks make me wonder if it is humanly possible for me to go on.

There, that phrase is nice and dramatic.

Honestly, it's at least going somewhere. I just learned that the most important thing I can do is focus more. Unfortunately, it's very hard because everything is going on around me... Matt and I just lost our most wonderful cat of 1 year. We had to put him down last month becuase of renal failure. I just got a new little guy, his name is Duck, and that's what he sounds like...
Because he's sick with an upper respiratory infection.. I had to fly back home to take care of him on Thursday. And since then, he gets very distraught if I leave him.

Sooo.... I've been a little stir crazy around the house. I think this must be a good thing, since I need to focus...but but there are so many housey things to do, like cooking and cleaning and cleaning up cat pee... (someone couldn't be far enough away from me to use his little box one night, so he peed on my chest)

We also lost on rat to cancer and that got Matt pretty hard. We didn't see the tumor until the weekend she got sick. Reminds you that pets are getting old. The other rat we got at the same time is going bald... very interesting. It started from her tail and now it's about around her midsection.

Lots of this, sadly, has occured during those busy times... like in the last couple of weeks. I've been a grip and an extra on a student film which we shot at night out by the airport. From 6 pm to 6 am three nights a weekend, two weekeneds total.

It was very cold. Very fun. But COLD.

Also...depressing. Most people sat around when nothing was going on talking about what they were planning to do after. Lots of people just wanted some little job here or there or to teach.

I can't get the bigger dreams out of my head. It probably would be a good idea. Might help me focus.

Long time, no post

See that upper right pic, that's me and my hero.

Well, it's been a while since I posted...becuase nothing interesting happened. I did a lot of premoving things. Went out, said goodbye, got laid. The works. I went to the last Go Reflex concert early this summer and got to talk with Bob. I was a complete goober and wore the address numbers from Home Depot on my shirt to match the ones on Bob's piano. Yes, it was so nerdy, I know.
So nerdy that I covered up with a jacket most of the evening. Well, I went outside because it was horrible hot out and put my jacket in the car. I walked past Bob to talk to Matt and he yelled wait after me, saying, is that what I think that is? And that is how I got to talk to my hero, Bob Hoag. I told him a little about screenwriting school and the like and he told me about his music and such. Apparently he needs a piano at home to compose...that and the whole having a kid thing must be a distraction (but congrats, of course).
Anyway, I'm in LA now. In California
California. I think of that mentally retarded kid from The Wizard, don't you? My friend Wade used to say it just like him. Now I'm here.
Hard to believe.

I got the 1st off of work!

Yay! I finally got the courage to say no to the scheduling lady when she asked me if I wanted more hours. Sorry for the few and far between posts. The scheduling lady has this pouty face that makes me feel like I'm killing kittens if I don't work, therefore, no time for posting as there can never EVER be enough kittens in the world. So, the first. I have it off. My little buggy is finally fixed and I'm taking her and the boyfriend down to phoenix to see the Go Reflex together for the last time. ::sniffle::
If you have somehow stumbled across my blog and have not heard of The Go Reflex, here is what people have said:

"The Go Reflex is a pretty kick-ass band despite having a name that falls into my category of "most annoying band names ever" (you know: throw "The" in front of two grammatically incompatible words, a la The Get Hustle, The On Seduction, et al)." --Jim Bodden

"The Go Reflex is the brainchild of Bob Hoag, former songwriter of the Tempe, AZ indie-rock/power pop band Pollen (Wind-Up Entertainment/Fueled By Ramen Records) with fellow Pollen-er Kevin Scanlon. This four piece is what you would get if Jimmy Eat World, Radiohead, and Ben Folds all got in a car crash…intricate pop songs on a piano through a Marshall half-stack along with blaring guitars played at incredibly loud volume." --Sunset Alliance Bands

"A light came on to trigger the robot's 'GO' reflex, and pretty much without the assistance of their human creators, two teams robots went about the task of collecting black or white ping-pong balls and dragging them back to their teams side."--Botball 2001

"Lyrics are recalled to the best of my ability and are subject to a .009% margin of error." - Bob

"The Go Reflex steals the show with the stunning "Rincon Life", a slice of piano and vocal harmony-layered pure pop beauty in the Beach Boys' "Pet Sounds" mold." -Chris Hansen, Get Out

"Bob is one of the greatest drummers I've ever heard, as well as being a gent and a fine songwriter, to boot--he does literate, post-Descendents girl angst better than almost anyone in the business." --Rob Conroy

"adam is playing bass for the go reflex
phoenix, az / modified arts
benefit for Hodgkin's disease
407 e. roosevelt st.
all ages / 8 PM / $6/donation
w/ jenny hoyston, the dagons, huskies, the go reflex


*the go reflex is the band of adam's producer bob hoag and its amazing to say the least
come out to support, thanks!"
--www.adampanic.com

"The GO reflex must also be inhibited during GDV - either as a primary event or secondary result - as is the normal ‘emergency’ opening of the pylorus - otherwise gastric dilation would not be possible." --Stephen Baines, Department of Clinical Veternary Medicine, University

"ドラムでソングライターのBob Hoagの新しい構想でKevin Scanlonが一緒にやっているの がThe Go Reflex。 ピアノパワーポップとでも言うべきか、バーストする"

No Music Afterall...

Well. Googliata is no more. I'm not a liar. It was there while I was bumming around the internet at work... and no more by the time I got up next morning. The Go Reflex is playing (a reunion type thing?) on June 1st down in Phoenix and it looks like Bob Hoag put the songs up for his California located member, Kevin to download the songs. (I know becuase he e-mailed this explination to my Go Reflex obsessed friend, Matt, when the downloads dissappeared the next day.) So...fuck... now I have to make my way to Phoenix by June... becuase I only saved the songs on temp files at work... on someone elses computer.


So, June 1st. Please go to the Modified Arts and pester this guy. Tell him to make more music. Or go and try to pick out which one in the crowd is the the writer of this blog. :^)

QUESTION: This is about creative process. I want all you artists out there to think about it. When we go out into our field of art there is often a very common practice of very talented people taking away their efforts from their personal work to involve themselves in anothers work. In art, perhaps you open a gallery or work to help artists you like get sold. In writing, you turn into an editor... or in screenwriting, you become a nameless scriptdoctor. In music, is it producing? I assume. I mean, in all cases, you are an advocate to make a superior product which isn't a bad thing... BUT, is it right to neglect your own work? I was reading an article in Poets and Writers that there are just too many writers out there. Yep. In the world of blogs and cell phones, even little old me can get an audience... somehow (read my sex blog www.whenwendygrewup.com if you dare) People are pushing their works so much that you can come across good material for free nice and easy. When a child was interviewed in this article, he said he liked writing more than he liked reading. Therefore, is it possible we have more writers than readers in the world? And therefore, even if there is good writing out there, there just isn't enough of an audience to "Make it" as a writer? My point being, the only profession that benefits from the saturation is the editor. The Producer. The Scriptdoctor. Etc. My point is, I was excited to come across the work of Bob's stashed momentarily on his website becuase...well, it's hard to find his work at all, even if it is old. Now, he's a producer and he does spend most of his time making money and helping people make good music. But his music has dwindled (dwindled in the fact that it is not avialable to me, the public...he could be a nutter that stores hundred and thousands of unheard Cd's in his attic, or whatever.) I'm going to LA in 2 months, and if I'm lucky, I'll get offered scriptdoctoring opportunities. And yes, I know my own personal projects will go to pot. I tell myself, well, this is better than my own work anyway, or I'm learning from this person... but the truth is, it would put me in the slow lane and creating a vicarious education instead of a direct one. Is this right? Should something like this in any art community be allowed? Does it let the quieter, more self depricating people get pushed aside? Feel free to talk amongst yourselves, children.

Googliata

Previous post cut short. I repeat. This is real news. Look on bands on the flying blanket website. Googliata. Perfect timing. I'm writing a screenplay that needed this brain food. Thank you music gods!

What People are saying about Bob Hoag...

May 2, 2006 5:13 PM bob.. giggles.. funny looking guy haha --Trix

I don't really want to touch the thing...hopefully it'll stay in storage, where it belongs... -Bob Hoag

May 2, 2006 5:20 PM
BOB you are the man! You dont smoke pot *claps* ;) Unlike the others *gasps* luv from the wet haired girl at rock city. <3 xxx --Bex

May 2, 2006 5:21 PM
i love bobs suits. so much its not even funny blind as a bat though ;) x -Sophie