It’s been just over a week since the final performance of my solo show, The Animal Show, and I feel like doing a little reflection on how it all went. All in all, I am pretty thrilled with the experience. I had great crowds all three nights, and it’s always a blast to perform at Dixon Place. The staff is outstanding and the space is perfect. I got some great press (Huffington Post, Vegan Future Now, Broadway Box, and this great review in Theasy!) Oh, and Sandra Bernhard came to the show, tweeted about it and talked about it on her Sirius XM show. Rock!
On Monday night I hosted the first ever live episode of my long running MikeyPod podcast. I had a great line up of guests, including Eve Beglarian, Victoria Libertore, Duncan Pflaster, Will Shishmanian and Sugar Vendil. The podcast of the event will go up in the feed at mikeypod.com on July 4th, but in the meantime I wanted to post this story I shared at the show. I’m pretty proud of this piece and it’s perfect for Pride. Continue reading →
It certainly has been a long time since I’ve written on this blog, hasn’t it? It’s not that I’m not writing or sharing. Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and Snapchat have been getting plenty of attention — not to mention my Drip subscription page where I have been posting pretty frequent updates and works in progress. I would love to have more people over there in that community and it’s a mere $5 per month. I’m working on a cool project I’m going to be sharing with those folks and that $5 goes much further in support of my work than you might realize.
In the past few months since my last update here, I’ve run some races, scored some short films, and most importantly, shared some live works-in-progress from The Animal Show. The big show will be going up in October, but I did a public reading of the material I’ve written so far. I was pretty freaked out leading up to it. Lots of the pieces were unfinished and raw and really just so disconnected. Continue reading →
Typically, I take a bus out to Tamerline Farm. The Short Line busses are actually pretty nice, and they take me from the Port Authority Bus Terminal in New York City to a usually empty church parking lot in Port Jervis, NY in two hours and one minute. Someone from the farm is usually waiting there to take me the rest of the way to the farm in Montague, NJ. It’s about a 20 minute drive.
There’s a first part of the trip, too. The part where I take the F train from my basement apartment in Brooklyn to 42nd Street/Bryant Park and walk the two avenues West to Port Authority. It’s a pretty easy trip that happens in less than an hour.
This past Saturday, I made the trip as usual but with it being winter, there was an over abundance of animal skin and fur wrapped around my fellow subway passengers. This was getting under my skin more than usual, and it is so hard for me to block the emotional reaction this has in me — especially toward fur. Continue reading →
A few months ago, I was able to join a big group of activists protesting the ritual slaughter of 60,000 chickens here in Brooklyn, NY. Most of the sacrifices occurred in public, so being at the protests meant being in very close proximity to the sounds, smells and sights of tremendous suffering and torture.
I’ve collected my own video and audio from the two nights of protests, and am gathering some more footage from activists who were braver than I – people who got in the faces of the practitioners and one person who went to the site of one of the largest events and took footage of chickens lying half dead in the street and other carnage. I really can’t express here how horrific this was. Literally mass slaughter of animals taking place on public streets in the name of religion. Continue reading →
I’m experimenting with different ways to document my time at Tamerlaine Farm Animal Sanctuary. I’m doing work on the show between visits, but I want to keep the residency active on my site and socials, so…. Here’s a new vlog! This was fun to do, and I’d really like to improve my video/film making skills so I am going to just put these up in a casual and experimental spirit. I’m open to feedback if you’ve got it and, of course, bring on the shares and likes! Continue reading →
Last week I launched a new subscription service on a website called Drip. I’ve been a member of Christopher Willits’ Drip for about a year now, but for most of that time I didn’t see any indication that they were opening up the service to new artists so I assumed it was a closely curated crew of bad-asses (Ghostly International, Michael Cena, and Domino Recording Co. to name a few). A couple of months ago, though, I noticed a little blue “start a drip” button at the bottom of the page. I clicked it, applied, and they said “come on over.” I did. It’s still a pretty small group of artists and record labels who are represented there, so I am especially honored they brought me on board.
So what is it? Continue reading →
A couple of weeks ago, my friend who has been doing my website and album art for more than a decade told me he can’t do the job anymore. Total bummer because he is brilliantly talented, but wonderful because the reasoning is that his more substantial work is taking off and he deserves it.
I have been working hard on all of websites and socials, getting everything uniform and rebranded in preparation for my Tamerlaine Farm Animal Sanctuary residency that starts next month, so it was rather frustrating timing. I moved forward quickly and met up with another graphic designing friend who has come up with an outstanding new logo for me, but she can’t really commit to designing the plethora of cover photos and headers and album art I need at once.
I found myself feeling so angry and frustrated yesterday. I really want to present myself as an artist in a professional way, but there is only so much I can expect from other artists on a budget/barter system. Honestly, that is exactly how it should be. As I work harder to respect my own work, it is imperative that I respect and lift up the work of others. But that left me feeling frustrated and discouraged. That nagging voice came back to me that says “This is why you should just stop this bullshit. You are making plenty of money as a teacher. You can’t be an artist. It’s too hard. It’s too complicated. You’re not good enough. Get a real job!”
I stewed about it most of the day, but at some point a little glimmer came through: “you can do it yourself.” Continue reading →