Gung-ho WeiRdo

Good Morning WeiRdos!

Today I gave everyone an update of the Strong Boy Production for our teaser shooting October 27th. For those of you who don't know, the titular character is John L. Sullivan, America's true first heavyweight champion.

And for me, this is the real beginning of Gung-ho WeiRdo: Trying to Make a Movie because for the first time, I am actually trying to make a feature length film, get investments, get distribution, and make some money. Damn right!

I mentioned a few things in the episode that I wanted to put in the show notes. A big shout out to BB's Jazz Blues and Soups, they will be hosting John L. Sullivan and Co. the day of the shoot.  A big shout out to The Repertory Theater of St. Louis, they will be costuming John L. Sullivan and Co. the day of the shoot and working hard in the weeks leading up to it.

Here are some of the books I've been reading, tremendously interesting and massively important to this production.

Christopher Klein's Strong Boy: The Life and Times of John L. Sullivan, America's First Sports Hero

Donald Barr Chidsey's John The Great: the Times and Life of a Remarkable American, John L. Sullivan

John L. Sullivan's  I Can Lick any Son of a Bitch in the House

I also want to give a huge shout out to the author of a book that is on my list to read but I've not yet gotten to:

Paul Beston's Boxing Kings: When American Heavyweights Ruled the Ring

Have a listen to find out my pick for Dustin Poirier v. Khabib Nurmagomedov. Also check out my fight analysis criteria behind all of my official predictions.

Good Morning WeiRdos!

Thanks for tuning in again. This is a short one and frankly, devoid of rants. Enjoy!

Good morning and thanks for listening.

Hello everyone,

This was a really fun episode. Filled with rants. Tyler was the composer of the original score for 4AM, Where the Trees Hide the Moon (Teaser) and hopefully everything else that I'll do, he's fantastic. Some of his information is below if you're looking to get in contact with him about music and filmmaking. Thanks for tuning in. Stay Gung-Ho!

Here is a link to Where the Trees Hide the Moon teaser. The music is awesome. The images are awesome. The narration, not so much!

 

www.tjwilkins.com

www.instagram.com/tjwilkinsmusic

Hello WeiRdos!

My apologies for the late episode today. A few problems occurred this morning: I woke up late in a hotel in Chicago and no idea how I got here. Just kidding, I know how it happened but, I drank last night, very uncharacteristic for me but I'm on vacation. Then, my computer died in the middle of reading. Below is an unedited bit of what I wrote on the train yesterday: it's also read by me on the podcast.

 

Enjoy and let me know your thoughts.

Blood Like Water (snippet from the Train) post #1

There have been times and places when and where men pursue men to their deaths. Those places are distant. In war novels, too young men, given breath and blood in early pages, are fated to be stripped of both by stories end and most certainly, eventually, by pages end. Photos of their virgin lovers once or many times removed are intricately creased in their dusty bags with few other belongings and stared at as inspiration during desperate or scheduled masturbation, and, in cases of true love, into the quiet and panting moments after. Yo-Yo practitioners, card-sharks, whore-hungry alcoholics prone to rape, survival, and miserable continuation are all eligible for death by bullet or shrapnel complications, a life of destitute torture and not so vague remembrances, trauma induced sexual dysfunction, and often in the case of the latter-most, great political successes. The pursuit of man to death requires much preparation and acceptance, growing considerably, even exponentially with proximity. For example, the mental fortitude of a sword fighter, one in preparation for and understanding of the giving and receiving nature of death, must be far greater than that of a modern war-general whose days and nights are consumed with tactical board-game like decision making and a false but professionally necessary appreciation of ancient Chinese documents indicating best war practices. For the common man, the modern man, however, it is of no bother.

American cities are littered with pockets of barbarism. Gang-violence, street fights that herald street-kings, men willing to stand under dim lights and throw bare knuckled fists at each other in pursuit of respect and title, knock outs, knock downs, and most elusively, submission. Quit. A man considered the toughest on his block, his street, his neighborhood, or even his city, is rarely a match for a trained fighter, though. Champions of the world have to live somewhere. And this fact does leave a question in the minds of the wise and uninvolved and a longing for the common street king: on which street, in which neighborhood, in which city do the toughest men live?

The one unpredictable absurdity of life is faith, it cannot be measured. It’s primitive. Though, its evolution can come to its heights in a life time. That is, unlike other evolutionary elements that take generations, millennia even, to manifest. In order to understand the chaotic nature of primitive things, it is important to pick one primitive element existing in the modern world and measure the elements within it succeeding and failing. Prize fighting was a thing of the twenties, and not the roaring twenties. The dull back alley scraps on pain of bread and life rose from the desperation that only hungry men tired of roaring could feel. A fight that could be ended in as little as thirty seconds by a skilled handsmen leading it, is far less wearing on the body, the mind, and the spirit than a sixteen hour drudge through stockyard muck, lifting crates and inhaling smog day after day for pennies on the dollar. In a fight, unlike the latter, a winner is determined and a loser is still paid for his efforts. In depression era St. Louis, a mid-western city on the rise, working class losers were not paid, work was for purpose, never for reward or entitlement.

My great-grand-father was born in Park,

UFC London Official Predictions.

Some exciting fights tomorrow night. At one point in time, I have believed that one man in each bout had championship potential, only one has fought for a title but was taken care of early by "The Chosen One" Tyron Woodley.

Darren Till vs. Jorge Masvidal

Gunnar Nelson vs. Leon Edwards

Dominick Reyes vs. Volkan Oezdemir

Good Morning WeiRdos!

Today's episode was a special one for me. A few announcements and a few changes. All for the better. I'll update more today!

If you want to avoid some ranting, you can jump to the 20 minute mark and then again to the 30 minute mark.