So, I realize that I’m Batman and Robin and I are stuck on the rooftop of an enormous building in the industrial part of Gotham. The Joker has taken our utility belts and has them wrapped around an air vent not too far away. The problem is, the physics of the environment are all screwed up. If I go to take a swing, my arm flies along a completely unintentional trajectory. If I try to walk, it feels like my legs weigh 1k lbs. Robin is having the exact same problem and we’re looking at each other exasperated at the unfruitful efforts we’re making to defend ourselves against The Joker, who is kicking our asses. He apparently knows how to function perfectly in this environment and probably created it, and he’s not only fully capable but seems to have extended his abilities to making himself elastic-like and is stretching his arms and punching me in the face from both sides at the same time, yet standing about 4 feet from me, when I can actually catch a glimpse of him. It’s pretty awful.
Rob’s TattooJune 22nd, 2010
I was in the house I grew up in with my Mom and step monster, Rob. We were in the living room near the piano going thru boxes of some sort and we were all getting along alright although I had some misgivings. Rob wasn’t wearing a shirt and I noticed that he had a really unusual tattoo on him but I didn’t want to look too closely because the strange feeling I had about the situation.
We got done going thru the boxes and my Mom left the room. I walked over and sat on the couch. Rob took off the rest of his clothes and wrapped up his lower half with some sort of sarong and started walking over toward me. I watched him more intently now and noticed that the tattoo appeared to start on his back and it was a geographical map of a city. All over his back were large glass beads that had been placed into cuts in his skin that had healed over with a hole to reveal the glass bead inside. I was really astounded.
When he sat down near me, I asked him about the tattoo. He showed me the from of it and I noticed the name “Elvis” on it, and I realized that part of the city layout was a cemetery in Memphis, TN. I asked him if the tattoo was Memphis and he replied that it was taken from a very old map “before the Brazilians arrived.” I really didn’t know what he meant by that but he showed me how the tattoo wrapped around onto his stomach into a large open scroll with a lot of writing. I started reading it but unfortunately don’t remember what it said anymore than it was some sort of historical perspective on the period.
Folk Without Borders, a Benefit for Doctors Without BordersMay 27th, 2010
This is going to be a great night of music @ The Blue Rock Shoot in Saratoga, CA on June 6th, starting at 6:30pm. It’s a benefit for my favourite charitable cause, Doctors Without Borders. Admission is a requested donation of $10 and 100% of the proceeds from the door will go to Doctors Without Borders.
Playing will be folk rock artist Rhythma, SF Bay Area’s power folk trio Tin Cat, and Americana singer/songwriter Chris Hanson. Food, wine and beer are available at the venue and there’s plenty of parking in the back if you can’t find it on the street. Get there early because seating is limited.
Folk Without Borders
Artshots Film PresentationMay 25th, 2010
I got an email from my friend, Vincent Lowe about a week ago asking if I’d run sound for an event he was putting on at San Pedro Square Theatre in downtown San Jose. The event was called “Art Shots” and it was a small competition sponsored and facilitated by Artsopolis and Vincent Lowe to connect film makers to artists. The film makers would choose an artist that they wanted to interview and produce a 90 second film clip describing the artist. The event was the culmination of the competition, showing many of the films that were submitted and rewarding the winners. The grand price was awarded to ArtShots 2010, Carl Couchman.
The best part for me were the excellent live performances of artists from the competition, Amy Obenski and Tin Cat. I talked with the guys from Tin Cat and they’ve agreed to play with Rhythma at the Doctors Without Borders concert at The Blue Rock Shoot in Saratoga on Sunday, June 6th at 6:30pm.
Geronimo GarMay 23rd, 2010
I was standing in a room with a man in his early 30’s, tall, dark hair, dark skin, clean shaven, possibly Puerto Rican. We were talking with a woman in a dark suit. She was in her 50’s, dark hair, educated. The conversation had gone into the topic of 60’s and 70’s television programs and she was talking about programs that the man didn’t know about. I don’t recall the names she used. I was given a book that had the name of the dark skinned man at the top of the first page. His name was Geronimo Gar.
Upcoming ShowsMay 13th, 2010
I’ll be playing at The Blue Rock Shoot this Friday night at 10pm. I will be joined by some great musicians so if you wanna see Rhythma as a band, this is not a show to be missed. Get there early because seats tend to fill up but the crowd does come and go.
Also, I wanted to let you know that Tarradiddle (Sean Michael Imler and Bill Mason) will be the featured performer at the Red Rock Coffee Co. open mic on Monday, May 17. We’ll do a 1/2 hour set starting at 9pm, so come down and enjoy a post dinner coffee.
New Art – The Sight of FrequencyMay 8th, 2010
I just uploaded a new piece of art to Fine Art America called “The Sight of Freequncy.” Take a look, and this time, I’m expecting my url minimizer to work. bit.ly killed me last time when my Socialite plugin malfunctioned. I’m using tinyurl.com now. It’s a little longer but not that much and it works. That’s a big bonus.
The Sight of Frequency
New Video: Sweet ObsessionApril 26th, 2010
I’ve uploaded the video for Sweet Obsession to YouTube. Check it out! It was filmed by Brooks Graham, contains artwork by Arnold Chau and edited by Ryan Smith , the same team who did Be the Change.
You can download the songs from a number of places from right hand side of Rhythma.com or buy the CD from CDBaby.
Dine and DitchApril 17th, 2010
Mel and I had walked into a restaurant that I’d never been in before. It had one of those country cottage motifs that usually nauseate me but it had these quirks about it that captured my interest. We sat down at a table close to the kitchen. Each place setting and menu was a set that came in a shallow dish. The table we sat at was faux green granite. We placed an order with an older waitress but I was talking about wanting to go to another restaurant to pick something up. It was some sort of Chili’s or Tex Mex style place that in my mind was nearby and we’d be able to return before our food was served.
We jumped on a big Harley panhead and rode down an alley that had interesting obstacles like a troupe of old “classic” red Honda Civics and delivery vans that were congregating and driving perpendicular to the alley. Then, there was the a large mound of car parts that had been covered by a giant tarp. We finally made it to the end of the alley where I made a right expecting to see the restaurant on my right, but it wasn’t there. I turned around and started to drive into a parking lot that might take me to a different alley but we stopped and ended up in a little cafe. We sat down at a table and I quickly noticed that there was no music playing. I asked them if they needed music in hopes that I could perform there. One of the girls working there told me that she was going to have a soul retrieval and that the person doing it was going to play the hollow bone. I asked who it was but she ignored me. In the back of my mind, I was feeling a bit guilty for leaving the other restaurant and I really did want to get back before the meal was served.
Suddenly the cafe changed into a different cafe and I had this white brick shaped digital cassette player with me. I was playing a heavy metal ballad for one of the waiters that worked there to demonstrate it’s peculiarity. He didn’t like it too much and walked away. A man sitting at a nearby table grabbed the player and started dismantling it. I got up and walked over to him and started grabbing the torn-apart pieces from him. He told me that he didn’t like the music and I explained that he still had no right to take what wasn’t his and destroy it. I called him an idiot and stormed back to my table. He got up to follow me. He was a very large man and as he got closer, he seemed more threatening. I awoke…
Sean Michael Imler Art Work for SaleApril 10th, 2010
I’ve worked out a new place to house my art. It’s called Sean Michael Imler on Fine Art America
Cavern of the Id
There are currently 9 pieces up there that I really think you’ll enjoy. You can also breeze thru the thumbnails right here at the art page.
