Hey, Hollywood!

This is pretty fucking rad. The Actors Company, based out of Los Angeles, is coming to Austin for one day only and bringing with them some heavy hitters in the casting world. If you are a local actor, aspiring actor, or any creative looking to gain more insight into casting, this is must. Check it:

HOLLYWOOD CASTING DIRECTOR WORKSHOPS

The Actors Company is proud to announce our
HOLLYWOOD CASTING DIRECTOR WORKSHOP weekend in Austin, TX.

Over the course of the weekend you will participate in 3 workshops where you'll meet 3 of LA’s leading CASTING DIRECTORS. The casting workshops will be COLD READS, so the casting director will be bringing materials to the workshop for you to work. You'll finish the workshops with a Q & A session with the guest.

WORKSHOP GUEST ATTENDEE’S:

UDK CASTING WORKSHOP
SIBBY KIRCHGESSNER Head CD joins us from UDK, a huge casting office. Shows include: GLEE, DEXTER, IN PLAIN SIGHT, SUPERNATURAL, CSI and more. Sibby will also be providing sides at the workshop for a COLD READ.

DORIAN FRANKEL CASTING WORKSHOP
DORIAN FRANKEL is a wealth of information and is the Head CD for hit shows such as THE GUILD, THE OFFICE (U.S EDITION), CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM & PARKS & RECREATION. Movies credits: SUPERBAD, KNOCKED UP and more. She will be providing material at the workshop for a COLD READ.

LINDA LOWY CASTING WORKSHOP
JAMIE CASTRO joins us from LINDA LOWY CASTING. She casts GREYS ANATOMY & PRIVATE PRACTICE. Jamie will be providing scenes at the workshop for a COLD READ.

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DATE: September 22nd, 2012

LOCATION: The Hideout Theater, 617 Congress Ave, Austin , TX, 78701

TIME: 10:00am till 5:00pm

AGES: 13+

COST: $180

$2 fee for processing cards

TO BOOK A POSITION PLEASE SEND YOUR HEADSHOT & RESUME TO THE FOLLOWING:
(BE SURE YOU INCLUDE YOUR CONTACT NUMBER)

E-MAIL: bookings@theactorscompanyla.com

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THE ACTORS COMPANY

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DISCLAIMER: This seminar or class is for educational purposes only and will not secure or provide opportunity for employment and or representation. All sales are final.CASTING DIRECTOR WORKSHOP credits are given if cancellation is made within 48 hours of workshop. 5 AGENT SHOWCASE & MANAGER SHOWCASE credits are available if cancellation is made within 7 days of showcase date. It is the responsibility of each pair of actors to contact each and make necessary arrangements for rehearsal. Scene partners and scenes may be changed upon authorized request 5 days prior to workshop date. The Actors Company provides each actor with a blocking rehearsal prior to the 5 AGENT SHOWCASE  & MANAGER SHOWCASE. You are not required to make the rehearsal. The Actors Company does not recommend any Jewelry be worn while performing. Appropriate clothing to be worn in each workshop. For a more comprehensive review of the terms and conditions please see our website atwww.theactorscompanyla.com.

Babe of the Week

In honor of one of our favorite Babes moving on, we have decided to re-post her interview. We wish you well in San Francisco, Karinne. Come back to see us! Tonight we are drinking beers and wishing her bon voyage. Cheers!

Name: Karinne Lee Thornblom

Occupation: Assistant Brewer/Cellarer @ Black Star Co-op; Bartender @ Yellow Jacket Social Club
Single: Yes
Age: 31

What is your deal breaker?A little, tiny Mousekowitz voice.... or an overcompensatorannosaurus rex...unless they have both, for I’d genuinely find them entertaining.

What is your deal maker?

Someone on par with my sense of humor, which may not be saying much.

What do you love most about Austin?The people. I’ve never lived anywhere where I’ve felt such a sense of family- batshit crazy, incestuous as we might be...oh and that my momma lives here too.

Where do you like to hangout? (so Miss Austin fans can stalk you)

You can stalk me at Black Star and Yellow Jacket of course, the usual palatable bars, Common House art shows, local breweries, my couch.

I love old music videos, it's a shame they aren't what they used to be. Which old music video would you say speaks to you the most and why?Hmm- well, I dunno if this one speaks to me the most, but it’s always left an impression: Depeche Mode’s, “Enjoy the Silence.” I had just seen that video before moving back to Madrid and while on the plane listened to that album (on my shitty walkman of course) non-stop. I suppose I loved the video because it was so incredibly absurd and beautiful at the same time...read in to it.

What was the first record/tape/CD/ you purchased with your own money?Simpson’s Sing the Blues! I once could master Bart’s voice and would exhaust my vocal chords while singing along...somehow it was worth it.

Who do you feel most akin to - Bruce Springstein? Groucho Marx? Juice Newton? Freddy Fender? Charo? John Wayne? Someone else?

Punky Brewster? Everyone told me I looked like her when I was little and...then I totally ran with it and tied a bandana around my knee. I also later got in to Punk. Then later became a Brewster. HEEEEY-OOO!

Anything else we should know about you? Fetishes? Arrest record? bastard children?

I can whistle through my tongue. I went to a Spanish Catholic pre-school in Madrid, run by German nuns...so I spoke Spanish with a German accent the first few years there. I played/coached lacrosse. I have insanely, OCD, neat handwriting. I’m much shorter than people realize. Oh, and I have the most incredible circle of friends.

There's a New Bitch in Town

What the hell is this? This looks terrible. Meet this bitch, Bud Light Platinum. Does this make you thirsty in the least bit? I'd rather ring out a bar nap from J. Black's in my mouth for a quick buzz. Ok, that's not true, I would never step foot in that god-awful place. I guess a plus is BLP has more alcohol by volume than the Mexican favorite, Bud Light (not this Mexican's favorite), but there is definitely something off about her. To me, she looks like a big crooked wig with a whiny voice and lipstick on her teeth. She stands with her hand perpetuallly on her hip like "Whaa? Gaah." and says annoying abbreviated words like, "Appec" instead of "Appreciate." That's the worse. The funny thing is that these blue glass bottles can't even be recycled! They have to be trashed! Way to go, Anheuser-Busch.

If I walk into a bar and see this shit on tap, I'm walking my mocha ass right out. I'm being fucking serious, people. If I walk into a bar and see this shit on tap with fresh, new blue pint glasses, I'm ripping up my fake ID. That's it.

Spadaro and Piper at the Common House

I have a soft spot for traditional photography practices. The smell of developer alone makes my nipples hard. I used to spend hours and hours locked in a tiny darkroom, focusing so intensely on a certain concept, I would forget, and really not care, about anything else around me. It was kind of a drug. When I see the images produced by Austin based photographer, Autumn Spadaro, I get that funny feeling again. Autumn is showcasing her recent work at the Austin based artist collective, Common House, which is made up of six other local artists - Conner O'Leary, Adam Mendez, Rich Cali, William Gaynor, Mike Combs, and Patrick Lillard - next weekend, July 28th.

The show will feature new works by Spadaro, and fellow Los Angeles based photographer, Chrissy Piper. Spadaro's work is compiled of all black and white photographs from her most recent travels across America. All the images were shot on film, and printed in-house at the Common House. In conjunction with the opening, Spadaro will also be releasing her newest publication, a 40 page, 7"x7" book entitled,  "Autumn Spadaro: Wandering Photographer." The book will be for sale the night of the opening, as well as, available on the web, and at local Austin bookstores.Check Common House's website for more info.

Love art, support art, make art, buy art.

FFF Fest! I'm Going to Hump Exene's Leg, and Avoid De La Soul

This is going to be so badass! Tickets are on sale today for Fun Fun Fun Fest! Check out the line-up, it's pretty solid. I will probably live and die by the Black stage - X (fucking love Exene), Against Me!, Refused, The Briefs, Turbonegro, Riverboat Gamblers, Dwarves, Valient Thorr, just to name a few. I do plan to venture off to see some other notables like: Run DMC (duh - It's Like That!), Santigold, David Cross and some others, but you can find my dead, drunk carcass adjacent to the Black stage. Bring me a water, please.

It seems like there is a little bit of everything to wet your whistle. I did see that De La Soul is on the list. There's a funny story with my memory with De La Soul from my youth. When I was in elementary school, I remember being in gym class with my Cross Colors shirt.

You all remember this shit, right? Or, did I just date myself? Anyway, I was sitting on the bleachers with my cool Cross Colors shirt, hanging with friends. When I started to feel a twinge of discomfort. I don't know what happened, or why I waited so long to go to the restroom, but I fucking vomited all over my shorts, the bleachers, and most importantly, my prized Cross Colors shirt. Mortified. I remember that fucking song, "Me, Myself, and I" playing in the gym and it traumatized me. After that, you know how you had to go to the nurse to get a change of clothes? Well, I had to wear some grimy sweatpants and over sized Astros T-shirt until my Mom could bring me a new pair of clothes. I looked like the saddest little brown girl, I just know it. I think I had to wash the ends of my hair too because somehow chunks ended up there. When I went back to the gym, the custodians were pouring those brown wood chips on the vomit spot to keep the other kids from vomiting. I also have an strong aversion to those wood chips, don't get me started.

That's why I won't be seeing De La Soul. I'm sure they're great dudes and all and with great tunes, but I can't handle if I vomit on my Cross Colors shirt at the Fest. No way.

My People

The lovely Miss Austin site is powered by Blogger. So far, so good, I really like her. I check in with Blogger every now and again for a feature where I can see what keywords people search to get to my page. It's very helpful, and fucking hilarious. It really makes me fall in love with all of you. The top earners are the obvious "Hunk of the Week" and "Babe of the Week." Other top searches seem to be "Austin tits" or "Miss Austin tits" or something of the tit variety (thank you). There are some others that stood out today, I had to share with all of you:


"How to stump shit talkers"
Good luck, my friend.

"Make shit or you get out the pot"
Ok, I don't think my post is what they were looking for, but this is genius.

"Mudd butt girl"
This is an oldy but goody.

"Herpe inside penis"
Jesus, what the hell did I write about? I'm stumped here.

Hey, don't be embarrassed herpe in your penis dude, I'm glad you're here. If you see me out this weekend, I'll buy you a tequila to numb that pain.

Kisses!

Watch Out For Rapists, Pedofiles, Creepers, Uncle Tios, and Nutty Web Cruisers

This lovely gentleman is not the man I encountered. Byron is innocent until proven guilty. Although, I'm not sure how that creepy as fuck mug is innocent.  

Goddamn it, I took the bait. I always thought I was so fucking smart. Nope. I was out walking my dog yesterday when a older gentleman pulled over in his truck.
"Have you seen a little brown dog just like yours, there?"
"No, sir, I haven't. Are you missing your pup?"
"Yes, he just ran off. That little fucker."
"Do you live in the area?" he asks.
"Yes."
Right after that little word came out of my mouth I could hear my father's voice in my head, "Estupido. Ju crazy, chingao. Now he's gonna rip out jur estomago, y psssshht (motions with his hands). Tripas tacos, chingao."

I listen to the gentleman go on about how he has had him for 7 years, loyal thing. They play, go for walks, hit Town Lake, and hey, he suggests our dogs should play together. Fuck, I am so weak.
"Could I give you a photo of him so you can keep an eye out."
"Sure" I say hesitantly. A lost pup, a sick pup, or anything to do with a pup, gets me. He got in.

Fast forward, I end up in his house! He goes to his back room. I am left standing there in his dark, dusty, coffin of a home. I start to look around. I didn't see a dog bone, a dog toy, a dog bowl, water bowl, nada. Oh, fuck. My eyes balls are moving a mile a minute. Panic. What the fuck am I doing here?! I bolt.

Now, I don't know if he was a creepy, old man who wanted to motorboat me then eat my intestines as tacos, but I thought it best I run. I don't even think I closed the door behind me. What if he really had a cute Easter photo of his pup with the Easter Bunny to show me, and I just ran out like a crazy person? Nah. I'm thinking he was going to come back and hand me a picture of his dong. I look up at him, he shoves a crushed up mound of pills down my throat, and I pass out. I wake up and he's eating tripas tacos. MY tripas.

There goes my usual walking route with my dog.

What I gathered from my afternoon stroll is creepy molesters can pull the heart strings to lure a 10 year old, or a 34 year old grown women, with a tale of puppy love. This is the worst bait out there. Teach your kids, parents. And, ladies who love fur balls - watch your intestines.

Hardcore Nails for Hardcore Ladies

Whoa! So these nails aren't exactly practical, but who gives a shit? I would risk stabbing, slicing, and scratching everything and everyone in sight to sport these spikes. L.A. based, Nail Swag has me mesmerized with all their sassy nail studs. Check 'em out!

Ladies, are you into it? Dudes, do these freak you out? I think they are so severe and girly. Their impracticality is amusing which is pretty much what gets me off. For those reasons I say, yes, glue on the spikes! Mas spikes! I might need someone to assist in brushing my teeth and wiping my ass, but hey, my nails are hot as fuck. Dig it!

Independence Day

Bring out your camel toes today for our independence! Sport those tight stars and stripes, and wear 'em proud. It's a day to drink a patriotic Bud, and grill up some wieners, enjoy it! If you get a wild hair, I hear the Yellow Jacket has a ton of fun events happening today - wet T-shirt contest, Thin Lizzy cover band, huge water slide, arm wrestling competition, and a bench press competition. Damn, that's freedom!

Happy 4th to all of you, and a very Happy Birthday to mi hermano!

DEAL BREAKER - Shitty Music Edition

This guy. You know, maybe I'm alone here, but this is a BIG no-no, in my opinion. I hope your pupils can zoom in on this shit. On the bottom right is a Radiohead sticker. Not a deal breaker, some songs might be questionable, but I won't write you off for it, I can dig it. I will, however, delete your face from my memory for the shit on the left. Kings of Leon, really? You're gonna put that shit on your truck and cruise around town with that? Why don't you put a sticker in the middle that says, "I hate fucking hot chicks."
Don't worry, though. As I got closer to this dude, I noticed the sticker above Radiohead said, "Little Rock, Ark." That makes total sense now! Only Arkansas rednecks like Kings of Leon. Texas rednecks like cool shit like Thin Lizzy, country gravy, shot gun shells, and smoking and dipping at the same time. AND, they fuck hot Texas chicks.

Pssh, Arkansas.