Before I toned myself down and began to work on my dark sardonic commentary I spent time making short, abusurdist films in my parents basement with a $50 childrens digital camera. Sometime people say my best work is behind me. And often, I agree. Observe:

the tornado and the breakdance

I also made a music video about an emo kid that went to HC sophomore year. When this was screened in my English class my teacher commented that I had phenomenal cinematography skills. As soon as the image of my bleeding wrists came up on screen the cut the entire presentation off, gave me an ‘F’ on the project as well as a detention. It’s called:

Tribute to Chris WIlls

So. In all, it’s good to break out the good old memory box once in a while. While I do not understand who the fuck this previous Dan Luke was, or what he was thinking. I admire him.