every time I mess up the lyrics I'm like "damnit fluffy that's not how it goes"
also it's so weird to see my pre-laser-hair-removal perma-scruffy face again
clearly I was intending this recording for *something* given that I specifically walk off camera and back on between each take but I have no idea what.
I mean the fact my shitty taste in music is playing in the background has nothing to do with the footage, it was just incidental.
ah, and okay yeah the song I remember this was for just came on with the camera pointed at various visualizers.
there has got to be more than this on this tape though, it was a 60-minute tape and I completely filled it up
and there's no fuckin way I recorded 60 minutes of music video b-roll. I definitely didn't have that kind of patience in 2006.
okay some of these things that I filmed I definitely knew what I was going for though and I'm half-tempted to actually cut the video now, gosh this brings back memories I'd completely forgotten about
oh wow I forgot about that terrible vacuum cleaner
30 minutes in and it's still going
I do like some of the ideas I had for this and I had later rerecorded the song for an album release, and now I dig this retro lo-fi 480p video look so maybe it's time to finally cut the video
okay and then suddenly, footage from a Santa Cruz trip. I *knew* I'd recorded some stuff from this trip!
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