05-31-2018, 06:31 AM
I'm sure I posted the story of me making Rock Videos for the neighbor somewhere on this site, but I can't find them.
To recap, I made two videos for a neighbor to promote his new album. I did them for free, because, yes, I am dumb. But I also did it to hopefully get some exposure and it seemed like a good challenge. On the plus side, the neighbor had been in some locally famous rock bands and had some good industry contacts. I'd make the videos. He would show them to his industry contacts. Next stop fame and fortune.
Yeah, about that.
My neighbor got cold feet or something. He also had other material he wanted to promote first. The video releases were put on indefinite hold. It was a tremendous WTF moment for me. It got very awkward around the neighborhood when I would bump into him on dog walks. My death stare was getting a big workout. Occasionally, he would try to talk to me about why I was so angry with him. More death stare. My feeling was that I had put a lot of work into those videos and he had basically lied to me about his intentions.
Flash forward however many years it has been, maybe five, to yesterday. I bump into the neighbor. He tells me he wants to talk to me about doing something with the videos because he thinks they are really good. Yeah, sure. What you do with videos is you release them. Not that much to talk about.
Bitter, table for one.
To recap, I made two videos for a neighbor to promote his new album. I did them for free, because, yes, I am dumb. But I also did it to hopefully get some exposure and it seemed like a good challenge. On the plus side, the neighbor had been in some locally famous rock bands and had some good industry contacts. I'd make the videos. He would show them to his industry contacts. Next stop fame and fortune.
Yeah, about that.
My neighbor got cold feet or something. He also had other material he wanted to promote first. The video releases were put on indefinite hold. It was a tremendous WTF moment for me. It got very awkward around the neighborhood when I would bump into him on dog walks. My death stare was getting a big workout. Occasionally, he would try to talk to me about why I was so angry with him. More death stare. My feeling was that I had put a lot of work into those videos and he had basically lied to me about his intentions.
Flash forward however many years it has been, maybe five, to yesterday. I bump into the neighbor. He tells me he wants to talk to me about doing something with the videos because he thinks they are really good. Yeah, sure. What you do with videos is you release them. Not that much to talk about.
Bitter, table for one.
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm