Doubleclicks are amazing, the fear of success, and swallowing my kickstarter pride

Time for another exciting installment of Galaxy Sailor Productions blogroll. Well, I get excited about it.

First off, I am the luckiest dingleberry in the fruit stand. Seriously. So, a little over a month ago I got to see Marian Call perform here in Portland with opening act The Doubleclicks. They are a super awesome folk/nerd sister duo that sing about bad superpowers, Spock impersonator boyfriends, and D&D meetups at cons. Flash forward a few weeks and I get to meet them at Portland Pirate Festival as they unveil their new song “It’s not a good day to touch a pirate.” I also got to film them doing the song live from the aft castle of the El Tiburon.

Oh, but it gets better. I got to meet up with Angela Webber of The Doubleclicks. A plan was hatched in which they are contributing to the film “Part of the ship, Part of the crew” and I couldn’t be happier about the combined scheme of it all. It will be glorious.

Anyway, my meeting with Angela was an amazing one, and I couldn’t help but feel really…accomplished. When it was over, she had talked about how it sounded like my life was a cool journey. Telling her how I got to here even sounded like a pretty good story to me when I was telling it. At the heart of it all, however was the fact that I was feeling really blessed to be at this moment, right here, with a musician doing something unique and amazing. It’s like I am getting a chance to see her before The Doubleclicks explode into nerd glory. It’s only a matter of time before they are on The Guild and doing tours with Paul and Storm. To be honest, I think these two are about to have the nerd world by the balls. To be in such company is beyond coolness.

It is all very weird to me. What is the measure of success, especially in this day and age? With a recession in place, jobs at a loss, a political spectrum with hardly a middle ground, and an unstable world ready to implode, it seems a little off to be thinking about insecurities as a person. Or as an artist. Or filmmaker. If you don’t know it by now, I am a very insecure person. Very insecure. I battle it all the time. I worry at exceptionally high levels. It has led me to act “strange” at times when I have been around people I idolize or look up to (yes, Bobby R., that would be you).

I suppose the measure wouldn’t matter as much if the world wasn’t in turmoil, I wasn’t 40 years old, and I was prepared to make a plan B. Well, this is plan C, and I am making it up as I go, because plan A and B where thought out and didn’t amount to a hill of beans for me. Coupled with the fact of my insecurity is the fact that I have entered into a realm in which I create things to be judged. Good call. This must be the moment where the man with the butterfly net circles around the guy with the white coat with long, strapping sleeves.

For whatever reason, though, the last few weeks, I have felt more accomplished and more professional and more accepted then any other moment in my life. PDX Yar, the pirates of Portland made me a part of the ship (part of the crew) for my time doing the documentary about them. Aaron Duran, of Geek in the City fame, said he enjoyed The Last Stand and he told me so. Keilen King and I became friends while meeting at Pirate Fest (fucking Pne_Toney, OMG). Angela of The Doubleclicks wanted to meet and talk the future. I’m squeeing like a 12 year old girl at a Beiber show. Now I know that it is not our place to look for acceptance in others, and that acceptance is to be found within ourselves. Well, to be honest, it was finding it in myself that allowed these moments to happen. That makes all of this one of the most epic times in my life. And I was a fire fighter!

Anyway…I will be putting together and doing a Kickstarter campaign soon to help pay for the pirate documentary. I need to fund this baby, and I don’t the coins. Damn pirates took them. Well, you know…pirates.

It’s Friday. I gotta go.