Preacher Pink Video

The photo above smells like the studio. It's part of the revolving/evolving still-life that sits on top of the playback monitors. It's a sort of an indicator of what's to come on those days when we go back and "check the tape" from the day before. It's really the best way to work. One night, we made this video using the cameras on our phones, some lightbulbs... a projector. Greg Slamen picked the parts that didn't have index fingers over the lenses and edited them together, pretty nicely, I'd say. The little blob in the sink is strawbery jam/jelly. The sky shot projected in the background was from an airplane over San Diego/Birmingham. The man in the bathrobe walks his dog/dogs down to that corner every night and flicks a butt into the street. He does it every night. I think he is a writer or something. (But, then, I thought I was sitting next to a table of senators the other day at the foodcourt, but I realized upon eavesdropping that they were sportscoat salesmen on break from The Men's Warehouse. So, what do I know?)
The lip-synching is real. (Club Silencio!) The song is Preacher Pink. The pink bathroom in the opening shot has been in every Through the Sparks video ever made. Why stop now?
Please... Buy the record. We are trying to make some bread to put out the next one/ones.
Thanks for listening.

More to come.

Shalome,

T.T. Sparks