The Swaddled/Crucified Existence Engenders Something Awesome (Part 2 of 2)

The following is an excerpt of an email sent from Art to Will on 9 January 2014.

Okay, the answer to what it would look like is probably going to be somewhat anticlimactic, but I can't sustain anymore high-level thinking.

The first thing is to create a blog.

Yep, there, I said it.  Create a blog in which we tell the story-story, but we also tell the story of trying to tell the story-story, which in turn becomes another (frame) story.  

Yes, we post certain things that are straight story, straight character.  Maybe Joe Lazarus still makes pleas to his audience to help him on his journey of self discovery; in other words, sometimes we submerge ourselves entirely within the medium/media such that the storyteller disappears.  More or less traditional.  

The new frame, however, opens up new opportunities:

• An entry exploring what kind of wig I should get
• A video of me doodling some logos for the band
• Choice passages from of our correspondence 
• Footage from the May 30th show with commentary
• Excerpts from The Principles of Theory 
• A video of me banging out the bridge of a song
• A tour of my pitiful basement "studio"
• Scribbled lyrics like you sometimes see in a CD box set

Additionally, I'd like to be frequently wading into all of the above and making sense of it, letting our intentions be known, asking for help in pursuing the real(?) story of making the story a reality...one that is all those good premodern things: whole, complete, and separate from both artist and audience.  But by this point, the audience is wondering if even that is real and that there isn't some other frame through which these data are more fully and more coherently comprehended.

And though the one show had a surprisingly powerful effect, for some reason I think this blog could be freakishly amazing if done right.  

Why do I say that?  

Because it creates the frame which unleashes an onslaught of everything.  

I don't doubt that somehow "little things" like shows and stories and movies and musicals and documentaries could materialize within this commodious framework.  But when we focus on those objects, those destinations, those end products, it's like everything collapses in around them.

Maybe because it becomes a kind of idolatry.