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Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Done...
It felt good. No, it felt great. Beautiful in fact. I love the crew we have.
And last nite Jim, Steph, and I went to Russ' to do the last bits of voice-over dubbing. We had some things to fix and so on... And we finished that. I got home around 4 AM and was jazzed, but still did pass out within an hour. So now it's noon the next day and I'm thinking about the past six years of Steve the Vampire... The past six years of my life...
And this is the happiest I have been in YEARS...
I love my life. I love what I do. I love the Elmwood Crew. I love everyone!!!! Hahahaha!!!
Anyway, you better come 3/3 to see the show. Or I might cry.
And PBR will be there, so free beer!!!!!
Old Lyrics - What Went Wrong?
WHAT WENT WRONG?
HERE I AM,
AND AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
THINGS AIN’T RIGHT
BETWEEN YOU AND ME
IT’S BEEN A WHILE SINCE YOU’VE SAID YOU LOVE ME.
THE LIES GO ON
WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS DECEIVE ME?
WHAT WENT WRONG
WITH US SUGAR?
AND WHY’D YOU MAKE ME TAKE THE BUS?
SO COME TELL ME BABY,
PLEASE TELL ME BABY,
CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG?
WAS IT ALL MY FUSSIN’,
OR MY SLAP-HAPPY CUSSIN’?
PLEASE TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG.
TAKE A STEP FOR EVERYTHING
THAT YOU’VE DONE CRAZY.
DREAM A DREAM,
IF IT IS GOOD, NAKED WE’LL BE!
TIME. WHAT TIME?
IF WE MAKE LOVE WE LOSE ALL TIME.
YOU SAY I’M CRAZY BUT I DON’T MIND.
AS LONG AS WE’RE HAPPY IT’LL BE ALRIGHT
ALRIGHT!
SO COME TELL ME BABY,
PLEASE TELL ME BABY,
CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG?
WAS IT ALL YOU EXPECTED
FROM THE THINGS THAT YOU WANTED?
PLEASE TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG?
I CAN’T DO IT NO MORE!
I CAN’T TAKE IT NO MORE!
I CAN’T DIG IT NO MORE!
IT’S DRIVING ME CRAZY!
I GOT A TWO BIT SUCKA-BITCH,
APPLE JACK RAM-O-BIT,
AND I LOVE YOU LIKE A CHAKA-MU-BERRY!
AND I LOVE YOU LIKE A CHAKA-MU-BERRY!
I SAID I LOVE YOU! (LOVE YOU!)
I SAID I LOVE YOU LIKE A
CHAKA-MU-BERRY!
JB/JG/PL/DP
HERE I AM,
AND AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
THINGS AIN’T RIGHT
BETWEEN YOU AND ME
IT’S BEEN A WHILE SINCE YOU’VE SAID YOU LOVE ME.
THE LIES GO ON
WHY MUST YOU ALWAYS DECEIVE ME?
WHAT WENT WRONG
WITH US SUGAR?
AND WHY’D YOU MAKE ME TAKE THE BUS?
SO COME TELL ME BABY,
PLEASE TELL ME BABY,
CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG?
WAS IT ALL MY FUSSIN’,
OR MY SLAP-HAPPY CUSSIN’?
PLEASE TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG.
TAKE A STEP FOR EVERYTHING
THAT YOU’VE DONE CRAZY.
DREAM A DREAM,
IF IT IS GOOD, NAKED WE’LL BE!
TIME. WHAT TIME?
IF WE MAKE LOVE WE LOSE ALL TIME.
YOU SAY I’M CRAZY BUT I DON’T MIND.
AS LONG AS WE’RE HAPPY IT’LL BE ALRIGHT
ALRIGHT!
SO COME TELL ME BABY,
PLEASE TELL ME BABY,
CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG?
WAS IT ALL YOU EXPECTED
FROM THE THINGS THAT YOU WANTED?
PLEASE TELL ME WHAT WENT WRONG?
I CAN’T DO IT NO MORE!
I CAN’T TAKE IT NO MORE!
I CAN’T DIG IT NO MORE!
IT’S DRIVING ME CRAZY!
I GOT A TWO BIT SUCKA-BITCH,
APPLE JACK RAM-O-BIT,
AND I LOVE YOU LIKE A CHAKA-MU-BERRY!
AND I LOVE YOU LIKE A CHAKA-MU-BERRY!
I SAID I LOVE YOU! (LOVE YOU!)
I SAID I LOVE YOU LIKE A
CHAKA-MU-BERRY!
JB/JG/PL/DP
Monday, February 20, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Old Lyrics - Excuses
Excuses
When Steve McQueen
Grew his beard
And went to Mexico
To cure his disease
I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When James Dean
Rolled his car
Just a little too far
I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When Brandon Lee
Bled out in North Carolina
He was about to be a married man
And I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When Jon Bristol
Was found dead on the floor
I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When Steve McQueen
Grew his beard
And went to Mexico
To cure his disease
I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When James Dean
Rolled his car
Just a little too far
I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When Brandon Lee
Bled out in North Carolina
He was about to be a married man
And I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
When Jon Bristol
Was found dead on the floor
I was looking for an excuse
To behave the way I do
Monday, February 6, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
Puppet Making With Scott


Scott's my leather vested homeboy who lives downstairs... He's 12 and one day late last year said "Jon can I make a puppet?"
And I replied "I don't know, can you?"
He didn't find that funny.... Anyway he came up to the studio and I walked him through making a puppet.... It's a self portrait. He did a great job for his first one!
And I replied "I don't know, can you?"
He didn't find that funny.... Anyway he came up to the studio and I walked him through making a puppet.... It's a self portrait. He did a great job for his first one!

Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Old Lyrics - The Brick
The Brick
Are you gonna be bad?
Are you gonna be bad?
Break me, I'm sad
break me, I'm sad
Make you wanna hurt me
Convert me,
Convert me,
I am the brick
Thrown threw your window
I am the brick
That you wanna throw
I'm gonna make you sad
I'm gonna make you sad
Touch me, I'm bad
Touche me, I'm bad
Make you wanna hurt me
Ignore me
Ignore me
I am the brick
You threw through the window
I am the brick
You need to throw.
I do believe
You wanna destroy me
Torture me
A fist to my teeth
Are you gonna be bad?
Are you gonna be bad?
Break me, I'm sad
break me, I'm sad
Make you wanna hurt me
Convert me,
Convert me,
I am the brick
Thrown threw your window
I am the brick
That you wanna throw
I'm gonna make you sad
I'm gonna make you sad
Touch me, I'm bad
Touche me, I'm bad
Make you wanna hurt me
Ignore me
Ignore me
I am the brick
You threw through the window
I am the brick
You need to throw.
I do believe
You wanna destroy me
Torture me
A fist to my teeth
Monday, January 30, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Steve! 3/3/12
Someday I'll write a history of Elmwood Productions, at least from my point of view/memory... Going all the way back to 1993
But not today.
Today I'll start in May, 2006...
But not today.
Today I'll start in May, 2006...
Friday night I go see Mission Impossible 3 with Tricky. We hit up the big coffee chain and get cookies and coffee pre-screening. I try some weird coffee that keeps me up half the night.
The movie was awesome.
I wake up feeling sick, really really sick.
Food Poisoning.
And we're supposed to film a new short film;
"Steve the Vampire Who Lives With His Mom"
Shit
I suck it up and go to the now extinct Tricky Rock Studios. I get there first, other than Tricky, and I warn him that my stomach is out of control. Mrs. Tricky gets me a glass of water and says drink the Gatorade in the fridge, all of it. And I damn near do throughout the day.
Russ, Liz, Jim, and Jaime all arrive on set within 45 minutes and all make comments on how I look like death.
I fight my way through the shoot. In between bathroom breaks and holding Steve up I manage to pass out, hahaha...
But we got it done. In a day.
We joked around about doing more with Steve... I had no idea six years later we'd be shooting something called "Steve The Vampire's Last Stand" on a very cold weekend two weeks ago...
This is the only known photo from the first day of shooting of "Steve the Vampire" and I look like Hell
We've made 13 Steve flicks, and a couple other little goofy moments with him too...
And we're finally going to be sharing them all. In March at Paris In Plantsville, and by Halloween on DVD. And I'm excited for it.
Elmwood Productions has come so far since that day, and so far since we really got started up in 2002. I'm proud of the crew and what we have created, I can't wait to see what is next!
So to everyone who worked on Steve... THANK YOU!
And I hope to see you March 3rd!
And our buddies at PBR will be there too!!!
The movie was awesome.
I wake up feeling sick, really really sick.
Food Poisoning.
And we're supposed to film a new short film;
"Steve the Vampire Who Lives With His Mom"
Shit
I suck it up and go to the now extinct Tricky Rock Studios. I get there first, other than Tricky, and I warn him that my stomach is out of control. Mrs. Tricky gets me a glass of water and says drink the Gatorade in the fridge, all of it. And I damn near do throughout the day.
Russ, Liz, Jim, and Jaime all arrive on set within 45 minutes and all make comments on how I look like death.
I fight my way through the shoot. In between bathroom breaks and holding Steve up I manage to pass out, hahaha...
But we got it done. In a day.
We joked around about doing more with Steve... I had no idea six years later we'd be shooting something called "Steve The Vampire's Last Stand" on a very cold weekend two weeks ago...
This is the only known photo from the first day of shooting of "Steve the Vampire" and I look like HellWe've made 13 Steve flicks, and a couple other little goofy moments with him too...
And we're finally going to be sharing them all. In March at Paris In Plantsville, and by Halloween on DVD. And I'm excited for it.
Elmwood Productions has come so far since that day, and so far since we really got started up in 2002. I'm proud of the crew and what we have created, I can't wait to see what is next!
So to everyone who worked on Steve... THANK YOU!
And I hope to see you March 3rd!
And our buddies at PBR will be there too!!!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Old Lyrics - This One's For The Lovers
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS
(GOOD-BYE SANTA FE)
LOVE, FAITH, LIFE,
SANTA FE, GIVE ME LOVE, FAITH, LIFE.
IN THE DESERT THERE ARE MANY LOVERS
NOT KNOWING HOW MUCH THEY HAVE.
IN THE DESERT I AM JUST ANOTHER
LOST RIDING IN THE SAND.
IN THE DESERT I AM GOING CRAZY.
MY TRUE FRIENDS, THEY GIVE ME A HAND.
THEY SAY, “YOU CAN FIND IT.”
A BLIND MAN PUT A CANE IN MY HAND.
IN THE DESERT WE’RE SOUL SEARCHING
THE LORD KNOWS, HOW DO YOU LOSE?
SOME OF US HAVE BEEN HERE FOREVER,
THE REAT OF US MAY NEVER KNOW TOO.
I’M STILL TRAVELING, I’M LOOKING FOR SOMEONE.
I CAN’T BELIEVE MY HEART, AND I CAN’T FIND ANYONE.
DOESN’T ANYONE UNDERSTAND THAT WE ALL NEED SOMEONE?
JUST LOOK INTO MY EYES, YOU’LL SEE I’M SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE.
I DON’T WANT ANOTHER MAN’S LOVER.
AND I DON’T WANT TO SHARE A GOOD FRIEND.
THIS ONE’S FOR ALL OF THE LOVERS,
I WISH I WAS ONE OF THEM.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS.
THE NEXT ONE MIGHT BE FOR ALL OF MY FRIENDS.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS.
I WISH I WAS ONE OF THEM.
SHE GAVE ME TOO MUCH, TOO FAST, TOO SOON.
AND I COULDN’T HANDLE IT.
TOO MUCH, TOO FAST, TOO SOON.
TOO MUCH, TOO FAST, TOO SOON.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS.
I WISH I COULD BE ONE OF THEM.
JG/GG
(GOOD-BYE SANTA FE)
LOVE, FAITH, LIFE,
SANTA FE, GIVE ME LOVE, FAITH, LIFE.
IN THE DESERT THERE ARE MANY LOVERS
NOT KNOWING HOW MUCH THEY HAVE.
IN THE DESERT I AM JUST ANOTHER
LOST RIDING IN THE SAND.
IN THE DESERT I AM GOING CRAZY.
MY TRUE FRIENDS, THEY GIVE ME A HAND.
THEY SAY, “YOU CAN FIND IT.”
A BLIND MAN PUT A CANE IN MY HAND.
IN THE DESERT WE’RE SOUL SEARCHING
THE LORD KNOWS, HOW DO YOU LOSE?
SOME OF US HAVE BEEN HERE FOREVER,
THE REAT OF US MAY NEVER KNOW TOO.
I’M STILL TRAVELING, I’M LOOKING FOR SOMEONE.
I CAN’T BELIEVE MY HEART, AND I CAN’T FIND ANYONE.
DOESN’T ANYONE UNDERSTAND THAT WE ALL NEED SOMEONE?
JUST LOOK INTO MY EYES, YOU’LL SEE I’M SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE.
I DON’T WANT ANOTHER MAN’S LOVER.
AND I DON’T WANT TO SHARE A GOOD FRIEND.
THIS ONE’S FOR ALL OF THE LOVERS,
I WISH I WAS ONE OF THEM.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS.
THE NEXT ONE MIGHT BE FOR ALL OF MY FRIENDS.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS.
I WISH I WAS ONE OF THEM.
SHE GAVE ME TOO MUCH, TOO FAST, TOO SOON.
AND I COULDN’T HANDLE IT.
TOO MUCH, TOO FAST, TOO SOON.
TOO MUCH, TOO FAST, TOO SOON.
THIS ONE’S FOR THE LOVERS.
I WISH I COULD BE ONE OF THEM.
JG/GG
Monday, January 23, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Old Lyrics - The Bar Song
The Bar Song
I'll be in the bar again...
Sitting and waiting on you
Bad karaoke too loud to think
Social life is at it again
Time again, for another drink
It hurts when I laugh
And I love the pain
I love the pain
Bring it back again
Chilly inside, chill my bones
Mexican girl dancing on the bar
And I feel alone
But the smile on my face
Calls me a liar
A girl pukes in her hands (I'm sorry)
A man drops to his knees (Don't cry)
I dropped a shot glass on the floor... (Wolverine!)
And a drunk pees himself in front of me
This is my American Dream (I have you)
It hurts when I laugh
And I live for this pain
I'm in love with the pain
Heartbreak me again
There's more to life we're told
Slow it down we're told
If we slow down we'll get old
Social life kicks my ass
Won't live to see I'm old, too late to change...
It hurts when I laugh
And I love the pain
I love the pain
Make me lie again
Punch me in the face, and
I'm in love with you
I'm gonna cry in the bathroom
While thinking of you
It hurts when
I wake up sober.
Sitting and waiting on you
Bad karaoke too loud to think
Social life is at it again
Time again, for another drink
It hurts when I laugh
And I love the pain
I love the pain
Bring it back again
Chilly inside, chill my bones
Mexican girl dancing on the bar
And I feel alone
But the smile on my face
Calls me a liar
A girl pukes in her hands (I'm sorry)
A man drops to his knees (Don't cry)
I dropped a shot glass on the floor... (Wolverine!)
And a drunk pees himself in front of me
This is my American Dream (I have you)
It hurts when I laugh
And I live for this pain
I'm in love with the pain
Heartbreak me again
There's more to life we're told
Slow it down we're told
If we slow down we'll get old
Social life kicks my ass
Won't live to see I'm old, too late to change...
It hurts when I laugh
And I love the pain
I love the pain
Make me lie again
Punch me in the face, and
I'm in love with you
I'm gonna cry in the bathroom
While thinking of you
It hurts when
I wake up sober.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Old Lyrics - You're Not A Star
I used to be in bands and write a lot of the lyrics...
I have a few files full of them.. Full songs, parts of songs, poems that might have been songs, and so on... Some of them go as far back as 1990... Just gonna start posting them here...
By no means are any of these any good. Hahaha!!!
I have a few files full of them.. Full songs, parts of songs, poems that might have been songs, and so on... Some of them go as far back as 1990... Just gonna start posting them here...
By no means are any of these any good. Hahaha!!!
You're Not A Star
YOU’RE NOT MY OLD GREEN CAR,
SO I DON’T PAY INSURANCE.
YOU’RE NOT MY TONGUE,
SO I DON’T NEED YOU TO TALK.
YOU’RE NOT MY MOTHER,
SO DON’T YOU TRY AND GUIDE ME.
YOU’RE NOT MY HOME,
BUT YOU CAN KEEP ME WARM.
YOU’RE NOT MY GUITAR,
AND I’M WRITING SONGS ABOUT YOU.
YOU’RE NOT MY WIFE,
AND YOU NEVER WILL BE.
YOU’RE NOT A TEACHER,
I’VE HAD ALL THE SCHOOL I CAN HANDLE.
YOU’RE NOT A STAR.
YOU’RE NOT MY SHOES,
BUT I’D LIKE TO TIE YOU UP.
YOU’RE NOT MY PORNO MAGS,
BUT YOU KNOW HOW TO GET ME UP.
YOU’RE NOT MY LOVER,
JUST A TOY FOR MY NEEDS.
YOU’RE NOT MY WATCH,
AND ALL I GOT IS TIME.
YOU’RE NOT MY CHILD,
SO I DON’T HAVE TO RAISE YOU.
YOU’RE NOT MY BED,
BUT ALL YOUR BITCHIN’ PUTS ME RIGHT TO SLEEP.
YOU’RE NOT A STAR.
YOU’RE NOT MY SUNGLASSES,
THIS WORLD’S TOO DARK ANYWAY.
YOU’RE NOT MY DOCTOR,
AND I’M ON DRUGS BECAUSE OF YOU.
YOU’RE NOT MY TELEVISION,
DAMN, NO OFF SWITCH.
YOU’RE NOT MY KITCHEN SINK,
YOU THINK YOU’RE EVERYTHING ELSE.
YOU’RE NOT MY SYNTHESIZER,
YOU COULD NEVER MAKE THOSE FUNKY SOUNDS.
YOU’RE NOT MY HAT,
AND I WEAR ONE ALL OF THE TIME.
YOU’RE NOT MY LIFE,
SO GO AND GET ONE OF YOUR OWN
YOU’RE NOT A STAR.
SO I DON’T PAY INSURANCE.
YOU’RE NOT MY TONGUE,
SO I DON’T NEED YOU TO TALK.
YOU’RE NOT MY MOTHER,
SO DON’T YOU TRY AND GUIDE ME.
YOU’RE NOT MY HOME,
BUT YOU CAN KEEP ME WARM.
YOU’RE NOT MY GUITAR,
AND I’M WRITING SONGS ABOUT YOU.
YOU’RE NOT MY WIFE,
AND YOU NEVER WILL BE.
YOU’RE NOT A TEACHER,
I’VE HAD ALL THE SCHOOL I CAN HANDLE.
YOU’RE NOT A STAR.
YOU’RE NOT MY SHOES,
BUT I’D LIKE TO TIE YOU UP.
YOU’RE NOT MY PORNO MAGS,
BUT YOU KNOW HOW TO GET ME UP.
YOU’RE NOT MY LOVER,
JUST A TOY FOR MY NEEDS.
YOU’RE NOT MY WATCH,
AND ALL I GOT IS TIME.
YOU’RE NOT MY CHILD,
SO I DON’T HAVE TO RAISE YOU.
YOU’RE NOT MY BED,
BUT ALL YOUR BITCHIN’ PUTS ME RIGHT TO SLEEP.
YOU’RE NOT A STAR.
YOU’RE NOT MY SUNGLASSES,
THIS WORLD’S TOO DARK ANYWAY.
YOU’RE NOT MY DOCTOR,
AND I’M ON DRUGS BECAUSE OF YOU.
YOU’RE NOT MY TELEVISION,
DAMN, NO OFF SWITCH.
YOU’RE NOT MY KITCHEN SINK,
YOU THINK YOU’RE EVERYTHING ELSE.
YOU’RE NOT MY SYNTHESIZER,
YOU COULD NEVER MAKE THOSE FUNKY SOUNDS.
YOU’RE NOT MY HAT,
AND I WEAR ONE ALL OF THE TIME.
YOU’RE NOT MY LIFE,
SO GO AND GET ONE OF YOUR OWN
YOU’RE NOT A STAR.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Doodling With Jim Henson (and me!)
For Christmas Brie's sister Maggie got me an amazing gift...
A book titled "Doodling With Jim Henson"!
It's full of Mr. Henson's sketches, doodles, and art, and has drawing exercises for getting the creativity flowing onto the paper. The books is a ton of fun, and I can't stop pouring through it... I just started doing some of the doodles, and one I get my camera fixed or a better scanned I'll start posting them here...
Want to check out the book?
Pick it up online at Amazon or hit your local bookstore and demand it!
And THANK YOU MAGGIE!!!
It's full of Mr. Henson's sketches, doodles, and art, and has drawing exercises for getting the creativity flowing onto the paper. The books is a ton of fun, and I can't stop pouring through it... I just started doing some of the doodles, and one I get my camera fixed or a better scanned I'll start posting them here...
Want to check out the book?

Pick it up online at Amazon or hit your local bookstore and demand it!
And THANK YOU MAGGIE!!!
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
Monday Song -Let's Dance - David Bowie
2012 on the Mad Puppeteer...
More puppets that I've made, and from the Elmwood crew...
Elmwood Videos...
More art, mine and others...
Old song lyrics, and stuff like that...
and more of whatever!
Sunday, January 1, 2012
New Year's Day Song - We Close Our Eyes....
Oingo Boingo on the MDA Telethon, somewhere in the 1980's...
Two of my favorite songs from them!
Happy New Year!
Two of my favorite songs from them!
Happy New Year!
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