Wednesday October 28th
Spent the afternoon being technical help for group member on location in Littledown, and I acquired greater appreciation of camera and pre-production techniques that I applied to my own package.
I filmed all 3 pieces to camera on location in Weymouth house, using the backdrop of the newsrooms to give the air of Channel 4 News. Edited material between 6 and 11pm, only finishing touches needed for Thursday and the live show.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Tuesday, 27 October 2009
TV News Production Blog
Monday October 26th
I Spent one hour this morning conducting Vox Pops at the top of Old Christchurch Road, the timing was perfect with workers all on lunch breaks. Made a terrible mistake with a lack of charged batteries, but I managed to get 6 vox pops on 23 minutes of battery. This was a definite lack of planning and I will endeavor not to let that happen again. I found it much harder to get female participants, even though I was filming with a female for help.
I Spent one hour this morning conducting Vox Pops at the top of Old Christchurch Road, the timing was perfect with workers all on lunch breaks. Made a terrible mistake with a lack of charged batteries, but I managed to get 6 vox pops on 23 minutes of battery. This was a definite lack of planning and I will endeavor not to let that happen again. I found it much harder to get female participants, even though I was filming with a female for help.
TV News Production Blog
Saturday October 24th
I arranged an interview with PPC for Bournemouth West Liberal Democrats, Alasdair Murray, on the subject of a heightened BNP presence in his constituency. Luckily, he was wearing a soft green jumper that made a shoot in the Lower Gardens, with the autumnal colour, work very well.
I spent the rest of the afternoon getting GVs of Bournemouth town including Gervis Place, Commercial Road, and some 'seasonal' views from West Cliff, across the bay to Durley Chine.
I arranged an interview with PPC for Bournemouth West Liberal Democrats, Alasdair Murray, on the subject of a heightened BNP presence in his constituency. Luckily, he was wearing a soft green jumper that made a shoot in the Lower Gardens, with the autumnal colour, work very well.
I spent the rest of the afternoon getting GVs of Bournemouth town including Gervis Place, Commercial Road, and some 'seasonal' views from West Cliff, across the bay to Durley Chine.
Dance To The Radio – 4 X 12″ Number 3
Leeds based label of lovelies Dance To The Radio have given up another 4 track offering, showcasing the insanely cool shite they’re peddling right now.
Openers Chickenhawk set out to prove just how much they can scare your nan, and with such gusto! Scorpieau writhes in the middle ground between Cat on Form and McLusky – this is some dumb shit, but the kind of shit shrooms grow out of, which therefore makes it awesome shit. Guaranteed to bring out the fist-in-the-air comic-punk in everyone. Great track.
Bypassing any kind of middle ground, we go straight to Esben and the Witch. The Brighton based three piece channel ‘Dummy’-era Portishead for the Florence Welch generation. In fact, that may be a bit harsh. ‘Skeleton Swoon’ creeps up on you in the dark, only to rape your mind and leave you with a face full of melancholia. Singer lady Rachel lends a sultry anger to the vocals, shrouded in echo, turning the song into every listener’s unique fantasy.
Olfar hails from the Lake District, which is my homestead. For that reason, he is cool. Luckily, ‘Husk’ is nowhere as bad as the modern twee folk collectives he may/may not have the misfortune of being pigeonholed with. This is the kind of song you would put around 3/4s of the way through a mix for someone you’re trying to impress (sleep with). The instrumentation is heart-warmingly clunky, and the refrain is simple, “don’t leave me on the shore, lead me in the sea”, and is now stuck in my head. Well done, Olfar. You win.
I feel I should apologise to Airship, ‘Spirit Party’ is a bit of an anti-climax to be placed at the end. Plus it reminds me of so many recent indie pop songs I’m starting to wonder where I’ve heard it before. Not to say that it’s a bad song, successfully anglicising both the Arcade Fire and Band of Horses, ending at just the right moment, leaving year head feathery warm and your heart contented. A little bit like eating a hash brownie really.
Openers Chickenhawk set out to prove just how much they can scare your nan, and with such gusto! Scorpieau writhes in the middle ground between Cat on Form and McLusky – this is some dumb shit, but the kind of shit shrooms grow out of, which therefore makes it awesome shit. Guaranteed to bring out the fist-in-the-air comic-punk in everyone. Great track.
Bypassing any kind of middle ground, we go straight to Esben and the Witch. The Brighton based three piece channel ‘Dummy’-era Portishead for the Florence Welch generation. In fact, that may be a bit harsh. ‘Skeleton Swoon’ creeps up on you in the dark, only to rape your mind and leave you with a face full of melancholia. Singer lady Rachel lends a sultry anger to the vocals, shrouded in echo, turning the song into every listener’s unique fantasy.
Olfar hails from the Lake District, which is my homestead. For that reason, he is cool. Luckily, ‘Husk’ is nowhere as bad as the modern twee folk collectives he may/may not have the misfortune of being pigeonholed with. This is the kind of song you would put around 3/4s of the way through a mix for someone you’re trying to impress (sleep with). The instrumentation is heart-warmingly clunky, and the refrain is simple, “don’t leave me on the shore, lead me in the sea”, and is now stuck in my head. Well done, Olfar. You win.
I feel I should apologise to Airship, ‘Spirit Party’ is a bit of an anti-climax to be placed at the end. Plus it reminds me of so many recent indie pop songs I’m starting to wonder where I’ve heard it before. Not to say that it’s a bad song, successfully anglicising both the Arcade Fire and Band of Horses, ending at just the right moment, leaving year head feathery warm and your heart contented. A little bit like eating a hash brownie really.
Rogues - Widows E.P
Rogues hail from Harrow. That’s fun to type, and fun to say! Seriously though, the band of but a year’s vintage make some pretty sweet atmospheric pop, reminiscent of pretty much every track on the Donnie Darko soundtrack. Except Bunnymen, they’re not that good. Oh, and it’s definitely a grower; echos of Kate Bush, Cocteau Twins and Oingo Boingo are all here.
‘Widows’ is a collection of not all that strong tunes, which put side by side create a listening experience that gets all the more addictive with every listen. Your selective hearing will be given a workout when you spend time swimming through the eclectic production. Everything about this should be so Magic FM, but instead it reminds you of that time you rifled through your mum’s 7″s and found that not every 80s band sounded like Culture Club.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with a locked door and some pictures of Molly Ringwald.
‘Widows’ is a collection of not all that strong tunes, which put side by side create a listening experience that gets all the more addictive with every listen. Your selective hearing will be given a workout when you spend time swimming through the eclectic production. Everything about this should be so Magic FM, but instead it reminds you of that time you rifled through your mum’s 7″s and found that not every 80s band sounded like Culture Club.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a date with a locked door and some pictures of Molly Ringwald.
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