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Up To Speed: a preparatory discourse
Though it feels a touch tedious to tread water in such a way -- a focus that diminishes from the slingshot sensation of such immediate trajectory -- i think it's sort of imperative that we touch briefly on the seeds planted in the past several weeks that motivate our transition from obscurity to notoriety, as to allow a greater understanding of our efforts. Breathe.
Beginning in the earliest hours of March 2004, a triumvirate of men of varying levels of employment sought something more from their lives -- be it motivation, be it productivity, be it fancy beverages. A reason to get up in the morning. Early. Initially dubbed the "breakfast meeting" or "tea date," the three men, electronic wizard Jona Bechtolt, renowned idea man, K. Mike Merrill, and myself, a new comer, committed themselves to regular 8:30 am meetings for no other reason than to get something done in a day, and discuss the progress therein. But something unexpected began in those ungodly hours that surprised us all; speaking very candidly of our pursuits, our hopes and desires, we began to see a unity of vision that was previously obscured by the disparity of our interests: a force that motivated us all. And though we hadn't realized it quite yet, we had laid the groundwork for pursuits to come.
In pursuit of additional content for his ever-growing Urban Honking vision, Mister Merrill fatefully asked if I would be interested in adding additional content in the form of this very blog. Quickly scanning my short-term memory for a handle, I recalled the Intro track to that Fannypack record, a battlecry that I've long had tacked to the tip of my tongue, and out it came. An inspiration. Let's. Get. Famous. An ephemeral air enlivening us all independently, and yet, with a name, sewing the seeds of solidarity.
Phase One was marked with some very concentrated energies, most specifically in the avenue of personal artistic promotions. Amassing promotional packages to send to a variety of specifically targeted media sources, Jona and I set out to lay the groundwork for our most direct pursuit, with our respective means of musical outlet (Jona's Y.A.C.H.T., and my own Parenthetical Girls). A press sheet enclosed within marked the elusive nature of my intentions, weaving a mystique of awkward self-awareness and cloudy insecurity, a viable "persona." These pursuits have yet to yield any perceptible returns.
The second element of Phase One was the establishment of a geographical identity -- a workspace that would stand as ground zero of our collective labors, and which would be immediately identifiable as another tool of our personal promotion (i.e. The Factory, The Brill Building, etc.). Enter, the Cupcake; our frosting-coated vision of utopia (more on this to follow as it develops).
Next on the agenda was a cross-marketed media campaign for Let's Get Famous, including our inaugural group photo shoot, soon to be followed by our inaugural group photo show, which is, at this point, a little bit difficult to put into words (again, more to come).
Though rough, I believe that the preceding gives readers a loose framework on which to draw, that we can later expound upon. Omitted are a number of classified personal projects whose integrity is reliant on a certain sensitivity at this time. be assured, however, that when the time is right, you will be the first to be alerted.
