Awards season is officially in full swing. Some big ones are behind us, but the big one is still ahead. It seemed like as good a time as any to take stock of where things stand for the film and television music communities (but mostly film).
Spotify playlists of all nominated songs and selections from each score (across all the awards) can be found below! (more…)
It’s been said, but I’ll say it again: the hardest songs to place in a film are for the main titles and end titles. Respectively they need to set up and sum up the film, but in a way that isn’t too “on the nose.” The end title song especially is where artists and writers are often brought in to create something original; it’s usually the only time viewers will get to hear a song in it’s entirety. While an excellent opportunity for exposure, writing an original piece specifically for a project can’t be an easy task – especially for a movie geared to kids. (more…)
Many things come to mind when I think of the 80’s: Duran Duran, big hair, jellyshoes, Molly Ringwald, and…. ROBOTS! Yes, robots. We seemed to be pretty obsessed with robots in the 80’s, am I right? (more…)
Navigating the sprawling metropolis of Los Angeles, congested with both cars and billboards everywhere you look, staring up Jack Black’s crotch or being forced to accept that Khloe and Lamar are indeed “famously” in love, it’s often hard to remember that being a celebrity used to look quite different.
It’s not that the old Hollywood is gone, you just have to pay attention. Just glance past the flashing lights at the Hollywood sign, drive by Culver Studios, grab a bite at the Formosa Cafe, and even if it’s cheesy, go to the Walk of Fame and see if your hands are as small as Gloria Swanson’s. I might work at a film studio, but sitting in a cubicle under fluorescent lights day in and day out, I often feel as close to “Hollywood” as Ron Livingston in Office Space.
So when composer/orchestrator/arranger/all-around-great-guy, Joe Trapanese asked that I meet him on one of the great old studio lots for our interview (I would tell you which, but I’m sworn to secrecy), it was painfully hard to act cool about it. While I probably said something to the effect of, “Great. Please send over parking instructions. Looking forward to it.” In my mind, I was squealing like a tween.
It’s been a while since a straight up Tadpole Audio Mixtape, but over this past winter break I found myself inspired as I rode the chairlift at Stratton Mountain in Vermont. My dad and I were discussing listening to music while skiing – he’s done it before, I worry that I will either not hear an incoming snowboarder, or somehow accidentally crush the device – when I began to think about what I would want to listen to out there in the snow. I’m not a particularly aggressive skier; I used to race in high school, but that was quite a few years ago. Now, the only times I hit the slopes are Christmas’s with my family.