I Salute You, Chris Dane Owens

5 04 2010

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a pessimistic age we live in.  Everyone expects the worst from everyone else, and most people are all too willing to live up to that expectation.  Sarcasm reigns supreme.  A perpetual bitterness in our mouths for someone who dares to go outside what we consider the realm of good taste.  Our vitriol all too ready to spill over and crush the optimism, the dreams, the effort put forth by a person who merely wanted to express themselves.

Express themselves like this:

The majority of responses to this video have not been kind.  Several label it “the worst music video ever made”.  Others have recorded their responses to the video, and post them on the internet.

I’ll admit, when I first saw this video, I snickered.  What was this guy doing?  Pirate ships, horseback riding, explosions, 2-second sword fights?  It was horrible!  Terrible!  The only logical path was to expose this to all the world to forever be mocked.

Now, a year later, I find myself coming back to this video.  Maybe I’m a little wiser.  Maybe I’m a little more mature.  But now, when I watch this video, I find myself grinning.  Not from the joy of knowing the amount of mockery I can cull from those 4 minutes, but the joy of knowing that this guy went all out in an attempt to make what he felt would be the greatest video ever.

Would I nominate it for anything?  No.  But, I will defend it as a piece of art.  It’s not high art.  I doubt that it would receive airplay on MTV or VH1.  But for the effort, the enthusiasm behind it, I’ll gladly go toe-to-toe with somebody who decries it as shit.

According to his website, this is the first video in a trilogy that Chris Dane Owens is making.

To that, I say bring on the next two, Chris.  You got at least one person waiting for them.



It’s Been a Ride…

1 04 2010

Hey everyone, Zach here.  I got a little bit of news.

If you look at the previous post, you’ll see that there’s a video posted called “Footlooser”.  This was a video Aaron and myself did a couple of weeks ago.  If you’re familiar with the 1984 film, you realize that it’s a reenactment of the famous “Warehouse Dance” scene in the movie.  Several who have viewed it have said it was fantastic, really enjoyed my sweet moves, and so on.

There are those, unfortunately, who did not get as much amusement out of it.

It’s crazy, this business we’re in.  Everyone is a great mix of competitive and creative.  They come up with something fantastic, and then do their damnedest to ensure no one will steal and exploit their concept.  Which, if we’re being fair, is what Aaron and I did.

So, with that, it seems that the company that distributed Footloose, Paramount, has decided to place a law suit against myself for the “Intentional Theft of Intellectual Property”.  Apparently they have someone working there whose only job is to make sure that the budding filmmakers out there don’t exploit its ideas without proper compensation.  Basically, the studio’s miffed that we made this spectacular video, and they’re not receiving credit for providing the idea in the first place.

It’s only a civil suit, fortunately.  But still, this means I’m going to be wrangled up in legal red tape for a long time.

This is a long way of saying that I’m going to be forced to bow out of Made of Bees for a while, along with the other comedic ventures I’ve embroiled myself into.

It’s been a great ride the past couple of years, everyone.  I’m going to fight this thing from start to finish.  Maybe I’ll win, maybe I’ll lose.  I mean, what are they gonna take?  My car?  Hell, they can have it.

Anyway, back to the matter at hand.  I’m hoping this won’t take longer than the summer, but who knows.  Maybe they’ll try to make an example out of me, use me as a warning against other performers who desire to emulate Kevin Bacon.  The 21st-century equivalent to a head on a spike.

Stay good, everybody.


Seven Minutes in Heaven

7 12 2009

Not only does Made of BEES have a bomb dig YouTube account, but also the Richmond Comedy Coalition is taking YouTube by storm. Well, we will SOON take YouTube by storm. Just wanted to share an awesome MOB clip with you… Seven Minutes in Heaven.


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19 10 2009

Carl and Sarah are walking through a forest.

Carl:…And then I thought my status update was hi-lar-ious, so I went ahead and liked it myself.  You know,  so people would see how clever I was.

Sarah: Yeah, I saw that.  Oh, did you see Lenny’s link to that video of that dude singing karaoke in his bedroom?

Carl: That was so great!  I’m going to do the same thing, except I’ll sing pop songs instead that Linkin Park shi…Ow!

Carl collapses to his knee, grabbing above his ankle.

Sarah: What is it?!

Carl: Something bit me!

Sarah: Let me take a look…oh yeah, it looks like a snake bit you.

Carl: What if it was poisonous?!

Sarah: Don’t worry, I’ll look up how to get the venom out.  Just give me a second…

Carl waits, sitting on the ground, clutching his ankle, grimacing in pain.  Sarah gets on her iPhone and quickly begins typing.  After 15 seconds, she’s still typing.  30, still typing.


Sarah: What?  Oh, my bad!  I wanted to let everyone know what had happened, so I logged onto Facebook real quick.

She looks at her phone while Carl slowly begins slumping down.

Sarah: Ooh, and people have already started to comment! Hehe, Jerry said that you’re finally one with nature.  That’s so funny.

Carl continues his descent into the dark void known as death.  Sarah is oblivious.

Sarah: Hey, I know!  Let me get a quick pic of the bite, so everyone can see!

Carl’s unresponsive, laying flat on the floor.  Sarah picks up his bitten leg, holding it up to take a photo with her iPhone.

Sarah: There we go.  Now just upload it to twitpic.  Let’s see, what’s a good tweet for this…Got it!  “Carl bit by snake…or angry forest nymphs?!”, asterisk, “conspiracy”.  Excellent…

Sarah looks down at Carl, who by now is dead.  Completely dead.  Gone.  Kaput.  Sarah gives the body a quick jab with her foot, then shrugs.  She starts walking, her focus on the screen of the iPhone.

Sarah: (Typing) Carl’s dead…F…M…L…(She continues walking)What, Lenny, you liked that?!…Oh, your comment is explaining that the “Like” is supposed be a “Dislike”, I get it!…

The screen fades to black as a voiceover begins.

Ressurection App?  Not yet...
VO: The iPhone 3.0.  We can’t bring your friend back to life, but you sure as hell can tweet about his untimely demise.