Saturday night was spent shooting a music video for a band called Speedbuggy. There were several girls in short shorts with big breasts and easy smiles. There were several guys in their best rockabilly attire. There was a keg and a grill with a seemingly endless supply of dogs. More importantly there was a kick ass crew of true professionals who let me see me in their eyes. It never occurred to me that I was a authority figure until Saturday night. Trained fucking mercenaries looked at me with respect and followed my orders as I placed lights and decided on camera moves. Fucking tension of it all made my shoulders hurt for a day. I know we got a video out of the whole thing and I'm happy about that.
Peace out, bitches!