Six Word Theater
Click here for last week's entry.
Inspired by the challenge Hemingway undertook to tell a story
in six words("For Sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”), I attempt
to polish my skills by telling a six-word story or phrase each
Wednesday.
Feel free to "continue the story" or start your own.
Today's entry:
Small town...
metropolis...
Europe...
still lonesome!
-Adam
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Six Word Theater
Monday, July 7, 2008
The Boxpress "NEW" Music Time Show with Brian Hughes
A musical series in which Brian delves into the current music scene. The idea: put into big, neon lights new and exciting music.
This week Brian delves into the multidimensional music of Ed Harcourt:
Here are some videos of Ed Harcourt:
Interview at SXSW
"Until Tomorrow Then"
"The Last Cigarette"
If you think you might want to listen to some more of my podcasts - please click below:
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Dems Da Brakes (Episode 1)
Minimalist situation comedy/radio play.
Epiosde 1 "Gang aft agley"
Cast:
Samantha: Melissa King
George: Peter Rinaldi
Setting:
NYC, Somewhere in the 30's
Friday, July 4, 2008
Bedbugs XXXIX
Bedbugs XXXIX
Click here for an explanation of how Bedbugs is created.
Click here for last week's Bedbugs.
Put off living until you're dead. It's emptier being with her
than being alone. Party of one in my head. Don't wait
for permission perfect weather in these times is no
fucking guarantee of anything. Its quiet friendship
contracted under duress makes a huge emotional
mess of everyone around you. When she thinks deeply
I smell plastic burning. Better than turning
eye contact forbidden during his rant. The
music stuck in his brain marches on. Come and
keep me warm is all you have to say. In the end
it's all up to me. Driving off a cliff is alluring.
Hopefully "I'll have a cup of your coffee" was
what I think the voice in the woods said. Whisper
softly in my ear if you're going to threaten me.
Verbal sugar. All bullshit. Asphyxiate
aurally while holding your breath and leave me
in a metal room with only mercury to drink. Goes
down bitter. Afterwards you don't care. They
say they're your friends. They all do.
You can't see behind a mask until you jump off
the edge and just trust...nothing and
everything are conspiring against you. Wait for
the beep and get back in line. I lost my
place, wasting time with a purpose.
Next week's seven phrases/groups of words:
-comfortable with nobody here
-victims lined up for the chance
-the roundtable's attendants have everything
-dance the disease
-ranting underneath
-taking shots of mountain fog
-fairly weak but deeply felt
-Adam Barnick
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Six Word Theater
Six Word Theater
Click here for last week's entry.
Inspired by the challenge Hemingway undertook to tell a story
in six words("For Sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”), I attempt
to polish my skills by telling a six-word story or phrase each
Wednesday.
Feel free to "continue the story" or start your own.
Today's entry:
First drafts are all I write.
-Adam Barnick
Saturday, June 28, 2008
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