Monday, February 24, 2014

The Lego Movie

I finally went to see The Lego Movie this weekend after hearing many good things about it from friends and critics alike. I was hoping to be entertained, and by and large I was. However, I wasn't prepared for what happened near the end.

Like many children, I grew up playing with Legos as a boy. I enjoyed it, even though I wasn't a "master builder."  I followed instructions very well, though, even as a young boy, and was able to build my castles and hospital buildings and airports (you got the themes.... they are all BUILDINGS and STRUCTURES -- real life stuff!) But anyway, I expected much imagination in the movie and I wasn't disappointed.  At times, though, I was somewhat bothered by the blatant Hollywoodism -- the frantic action sequences, the musical numbers, the potty jokes, and the Darth Vader-sh villain and "end of the world" premise. Much of it was so cliched that it was actually comforting, if not a bit overdone. It wasn't until the third act that I realized what was happening, and suddenly I understood -- the whole conceit of the story, the characters, and the tiresome GOOD vs. EVIL plot was nothing short of genius, in the context of the real story. Suddenly the meaning of the entire story shifted, and it became extraordinarily profound for me.

What I didn't expect was how, in the third act, it punched me in the guts, and in a good way. The last act and how the story shifted spoke to me in a profound and deep way that was beyond what I expected from an animation -- an animation about Legos, no less!  Yes, silliness and frantic action sequence aside, it was the last reel between a father and son that touched me to no end, and suddenly Emmit's identity and journey and awakening became something rather personal to me, as I also went on a similar journey (okay, not really that "save the world" journey). There was something even more profound and deeply personal that I won't divulge here. All I can say is that I felt like I was hit by a ton of Legos bricks on a Legos train. I am still recovering from that experience.


Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Remix ReMIX rEmIx ReMiX REmix

This software is insanely addictive. OMG! I'm having so much fun matching songs, mashing them, remixing them, and making something just utterly blows my mind. I don't remember having had so much fun for so long. This is crazy!

More remixes to come!!!



Tuesday, August 6, 2013

DJ RAWO's Podcast

DJ RAWO has officially launched his podcasts (except it's not available on iTunes yet -- soon!)

Here's the link. Please give it a listen and follow. Thanks!  XO



Currently available tracks include:

1. Skyfall (remix)
2. Dark Side vs. Without You (mashup)
3. I Grieve for Spring - Ezel (remix)\
4. Spectrum (remix)
5. Spectrum (extended remix) 
6. Return to Mykonos - Liberta (remix)
7. C-USA (DJ RAWO original)
8. Try (cover, original by Pink)


More to come.


Wednesday, July 31, 2013

DJ RAWO was born

Thanks to my friend DJ Kaze, DJ RAWO was born two weeks ago.  He will soon be posting his remixes on his podomatic site. Stay tuned.

Currently in the line-up:

1. Dark Side Without You (DJ RAWO Remix)
2. Skyfall (DJ RAWO Remix)
3. Losing Myself (DJ RAWO Remix)
4. Return to Mykonos Liberta (DJ RAWO remix)
5. Beneath Your Beautiful (DJ RAWO remix)


More to come... 

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Excerpt

This has gotta be my new favorite paragraph from my upcoming novel, Beyond the Banyan Tree (represented by Sandy Lu at L. Perkins Agency):

Another half hour or so, and the car slowed and went over a bump. They made a left onto a narrow two-lane road, which gradually wound down a grade. He looked back and watched the buff serpent being swallowed by the clouds of dust. Like a flickering 8mm film, images of the motorcycle rides, how the hot sun had beaten down on his youthful skin, and how life, blooming with questions and answers and choices but no consequences, flashed through his mind. The road now slithered into silent oblivion as the driver narrated its demise. Or so it seemed. The irony rattled its scaly tail: he had left as a young man and returned a gnarled stranger. The vehicle made another left. Suddenly the jungle came into view.