Contents of One Box from Neslon
The Stanford Health & Exercise Program (1987, VHS)
Secrets of Super Savings featuring the Nation’s Foremost Shopping Expert Michele Easter (VHS)
(1) Clothespin
(1) used Best Buy Gift Card with $2.53 left on it.
(1) Solar-powered Pocket Calculator
(1) Packet of Lemon-Lime Emergen-C
(1) Postcard that reads “I’m not just some guy with a big dick, I’m an artist.”
(1) Crumpled piece of paper with the 4 Factors for Fair Use scribbled on it with a giant permanent marker.
(1) Can of Iron City Beer, unopened
With Nelson we obtain a real rock in the undertow in house with very much experience in the Netherlands and a game mentality which we gladly see in the Horstacker!
Eric are a real gentleman around the field but once on the field he will bring a victory to the prick and sometimes even further a plough! Whatever it takes! Nelson are inside player who has also of outside finished a strong drive to the sports shoe. Good rebouder and a player with eye for its player.
You the American even almost champion maker are able call because the center gained the last 6 seasons but kind 4 championships. We are called Eric Nelson most welcome in its Dutch hometown NIJMEGEN!
Director: Aaron Valdez
City, State: Austin, TX
Length: 3 min.
2000, experimental Marathon documents a small West Texas town, where the director’s great grandfather lived in a one-room shack while working on the railroad. The film uses B&W Super-8 to document the town and many of its old building facades before its homogeneous “revitalization.“
I love it when I search things, and run into a fellow crew member. Valdez showed this film in Rural Route in 2003.
It was somewhere around 2002, Westless American was being screened in some squatter rogue theatre in Amsterdam, travelling with a NYC Festival, Rural Route.
P$ and I met Alan Webber, the creator of Rural Route, at this theatre. They were serving some vegetable soup from a huge pot, and asking for donations. The films were shot on a white-washed wall of an industrial building where probably 100 squatters were living.
We met Brookie Williams there, and we all spent the evening together visiting the random spots you find yourself visiting in Amsterdam at odd hours of the night. Brookie is a string physicist/musician, at least that’s what he was. Who knows what he’s doing now. We saw him perform a few times after meeting him. He played a guitar that seemed held together by super glue, it seemed barely tuned. He played very dischordant music, and when he performed, he seemed to be a very shy guy forcing himself to be a performer, it seemed almost painful for him.
Anyway, I’m back in Holland, wondering what Brookie Williams is up too. This is a song of his, from his web-site Faking Brave, which pretty much sums up his performance style.
Listen to the song until the very end. It’s the way he ends this song which makes me have a deep respect for him.
We make videos from videos, from computers for computers, of the people, by the people, for the people.
