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So I frequented âthe Pavâ (the SC Pavilion, which would soon become the site of my downfall, followed by my greatest triumph of the weekend) to pick up tools, supplies, and sometimes lunch, because thatâs where Festival people keep those types of things. While I was checking out a roll of industrial tape from Carlin the Tool Guy, I started thinking that everything you could pick up from him for building stages and stuff was kind of⦠sinister. Like, I could have checked out a roll of duct tape, some rope, a hacksaw, and a power drill. All I needed was a late â80s model brown van with blacked out windows and I wouldâve been straight up serial killer material.
But I had fun pretending to be âProduction,â at least for the week. During the Festival, I was outfitted with a radio, complete with the little handset speaker attached to my shoulder via a camouflage bandana that someone left in my apartment one time. One of my friends remarked that with my camo and my radio, I came off less like a desk worker and more like a character from Tank Girl (presumably minus the questionable goggles). Which is fine with me, honestly, because thatâs a lot cooler than I normally look.
So thanks, Bumbershoot, for letting me man up for the week.
posted September 08 '08 at 10:44AM by Evan in blog, intern, production
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