Josh Beck's RECommendations
Phonontek, what do you think of this REmix? Is this more what you were thinking audio-wise?
This is my "Planetary" bumper for SXSW REmixed with the intergalactic track "Space Beat One."
This is my "Planetary" bumper for SXSW REmixed with the intergalactic track "Space Beat One."
Amanda wrote this on the plane while we were traveling and I shot it when we were hanging out at lunch.
This is a beautiful and moving moment to me because she is so reluctant to grace the world with her voice and talent. It is Heavenly.
This is a beautiful and moving moment to me because she is so reluctant to grace the world with her voice and talent. It is Heavenly.
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The saga continues....... Twas a shinybright earthspin, and the upover was a sheeny, cobaltic bluefest. High uptop the bigsmoke, the zeppelin zoo whished through the geogas. It was a baloonic ark, a sky-safari, and extrafactily, on this specicated earthspin, it was the dateplace for our man Morgan M. Morgansen and his lovebuddy, Destiny. The passionpair lovestrolled through the animalium, pawtangled. Their see-globes met flit-tweets barlocked, finbeasts tanked and primates prisonized. Destiny superlated the snuffalunks, lollified the longnecks and rapturized the blackmasked rarebears as they bamboozled. Baghidden in Destiny’s pawpouch, Madame Ballofur, Destiny’s pamperfied purrpet, see-peeped overbag, then re-snuggled bagwards, disimpressed. The lovebuddies proximated themselves to ‘Rarebears Treatbuggy’. And there, costumated as a monochromic rarebear, stood the foodpenguin, lemonfaced as ever. The duo partook in a pair of pinkfluff-pops. Destiny masticated her sugarstick saxifragously, leaving Morgan habberdashed. So hornified was he that he was blinkerfied to the slinkish arrivement of Lionel; Destiny's pre-now lovebuddy and a cognified smarmorific lothariator. Morgan spit-swallowed at the sight of this regalite, this masculate heartstealer. Destiny’s see-globes frizzled sparklish as she permissed this Lionel to liplock her personpaw smarmily. Oh he was a brazeful and bashless califrag this one, a testosteronic alphabeast, a maxified and magnificious Morgan mimic! Morgan was shockshook out of his glaze by a “Yeeek!!” from a flabbergastic Destiny. Madame Ballofur had dissapparated, fleed the refugous innards of Destiny’s pawpouch and gone cat-about! “Oh tragedous, wronghap! woed Destiny. “What uber-humalian, what alphaknight will revicinitate my flitulous fluff-friend?” The be-stached suitors locked squintish see-globes, duel-bound. The competing califrags seeked up and downish for the cutish catcritter. Lionel dove and dashed while Morgan creeped and purrcalled. But the perduous purrpet was noplace to be see-globed. Lucklacking, Morgan slomped, downbeat onto a longtree personholder, aside the foodpenguin, who so happed to be on his workgap. The gent was chomping a speary eatstick, a Mousecub-kebab of impaled fieldfurries, their pinkeyes, scarestuck, their ringlet tailstrings rigormortised. Morgan hammocked his topbulb in his personpaws, and let a long stream of air out of his facehole. “I see your perduous purrpet has enbuddied the purrbeast” benefacted the foodpenguin, a tailstring twingling betwixt his citrus lips. Sure as earthspins, there, in the bigmaned purrbeasts barbox, was Madame Ballofur, cutish snoogled under the purrbeast’s enormopaw and jubbified to the max. As Morgan fastly vicinitated himself to the barbox for his fluff-freeing feat, Lionel apparated, duel-ready. Bashless, the malsuitor uprolled his arm coverers and brawl-begged. Someplace a dinger dinged and the leisurespot hencecame a duellish painpit. The prized personette apparated. Her tumbox tumbled at the see-shock of her pre and present lovebuddies bashbrawning while her fluff-friend remained catnapped. “Anyperson, deperilize my poorly purrpet” she worded, pleady. The flabgabbets fapslapped, duckdove and flee-jigged, slam-bammed, limb-cranked and flankyanked, pridelocked in their duelling dance. Outmuscled, Morgan was fastly grounded. The opportunous Lionel backstepped, primed for a grandslam. Sametime, the geishily pro-Morgan food’panda’ fastflung his yeuchstick into Lionel’s painpath. Mid-murderous lurch, Lionel sillyslipped on the foody-trap sending the mousemorsels skygliding into the purrbeast’s barbox! Lionel yeeked, girlish, as he upfooted, then downslammed. (Gogglebirds tweeted circlish round Lionel’s dazed headfront.) Morgan uprighted himself, pummelpuffed. He fastglance spied that the bigmaned junglegiant was now divertously nomming the catapultous yeuchtreat. The purrpet was guardless! Morgan chest-puffed and perilpared himself. Destiny lash-flapped, butterflated, as her true alphaknight shimmied the barbox . Our daysaver slinked into the dangerden and, padsoft, toe-stepped petwards. He pawscooped Madame Ballofur into his toplimbs and fastly exit-aimed. Still groundbound, that dastardly dipstick, Lionel, catcalled, diverting the junglebeast from his eatbait and vectorizing his feline see-globes to our man Morgan! Morgan fastfooted safewards, supernormal speedish, the agrowled purrmonster yappish at his leg-ends. Destiny masked her see-globes with a personpaw, too tumtangled to spectize. In an awefeat of wowness, Morgan springpulted somersaultish and downdropped to the safe and sound, with Madame Ballofur tightlocked underlimb. Destiny quickish snoogled her freed fluff-friend then angled, bambi-eyed, Morganwards. Her headfront was awash with apprecious butterflation and fullheart lovelust. Lionel, diminuated, and ungruntled, his alphastate debunked, slinked into the noplace, selfsaying some gibberjack about an afternow vengement. Madame Ballofur frisbeed an infosquare to the blubtrolling junglegiant. The enormokitten liplifted - jubilated to have acquainted this new purrpal. Destiny snooglebroke, suddenish and touched her bottom lip with her topchompers. “Morgan M. Morgansen, you are my solo lovebuddy, my butterflative manpet, my testosteronic alphaknight!” Morgan pinkified at this linguistic lovepouring, then fullface liplocked his lovebuddy. Morgan shut a solo see-globe at the panda-dressed pro-pair person. The foodbringer liplifted, recapitated his rarebear headcover and disapparated, leaving the lovejoined duo to consommize their recoupling. And, as the great balloonic ark whished upover the skags of suburban Sellosedge, little did they comprend that this enormoblimp entained not only a plethora of rarepets, but also, a duet of the most felicitous persons in the fullglobe infinispace; Morgan M. Morgansen, and his Destiny. |
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Hey guys! Thanks for everyone posting in the other thread where I've hosted version 1! However I felt it was appropriate that people should be able to download the film uploaded here on hit record so its more easily downloadable as a resource, and is searchable in the database!
I am currently writing an epic essay about the work flow, which ill be adding to this thread once the films uploaded! Im posting parts of it on the old thread for the film, but i'll be shifting them over here!
Im so grateful to the artists whose work i was able to use, and to whom I could contribute! Metaphorest, Jenyffer, Lula and Joe and everyone just blew me away.
When I see what people are making here, and are aspiring too (me too!) I think wow, this is the kind of work i enjoy - to me this art, is what entertains me. To see us work together and develop ever more ambitious projects that Hit Record can eventually share with the world, to eventually become self sustaining - is one of the most exciting things ive seen occur in the creative industries.
So im waffling there - but exciting times!
Version 2 - will be including a number of graphic improvements, extra shots here and there, particularly to credits! Ive asked for ideas and suggestions in the last thread but deffo port them over here and ill give them a good consider!
I am currently writing an epic essay about the work flow, which ill be adding to this thread once the films uploaded! Im posting parts of it on the old thread for the film, but i'll be shifting them over here!
Im so grateful to the artists whose work i was able to use, and to whom I could contribute! Metaphorest, Jenyffer, Lula and Joe and everyone just blew me away.
When I see what people are making here, and are aspiring too (me too!) I think wow, this is the kind of work i enjoy - to me this art, is what entertains me. To see us work together and develop ever more ambitious projects that Hit Record can eventually share with the world, to eventually become self sustaining - is one of the most exciting things ive seen occur in the creative industries.
So im waffling there - but exciting times!
Version 2 - will be including a number of graphic improvements, extra shots here and there, particularly to credits! Ive asked for ideas and suggestions in the last thread but deffo port them over here and ill give them a good consider!


