The New Wild West
For years I had a vision for a music video for my favorite Queens of the Stone Age song. The concept was simple; a fast paced race from point A to B. I could see it in my head as I listened to the song over and over, each time making my heart race. Finally, with the gear to do it and a blank canvas that was my Capstone project for my College Degree, it was finally time to make my vision a reality. I was actually very happy with the way it turned out, and making it was just as unreal as the finished project.
I'll never forget the car shoot. Patrick drove the main car while Matt followed with me and my camera hanging out his passenger side window as we flew down the dilapidated industrial side of Downtown St. Louis. The maintenance men on the train tracks above watched as we weaved in and out of concrete pillars and dodged debris, with only one or two close calls.
By far my favorite story of the production was the Jib shot during the train stop. Waiting for a train is like waiting for a grizzly bear, you never know when it's gonna show up but you always hear it coming. We sat at the intersection outside of Al's Restaraunt until the unmistakable roar faded in from the distance. We rushed into our game plan; I got in possition and got shots of Patrick waiting for the passing train while Matt put together the Jib. I got all the necessarily shots and rushed over to help complete the 'lil Yib, with the caboose of the train closing in on us. We put on the final bolts and carried the beast over to the spot. We were able to get in one practice shot, and one final one that made it into the film. It was one of the most invigorating things I have ever been apart of. That shot would have never been possible without Matt Rothstein, the king of Jibs. Checking the info on the raw clips, he put that thing together in roughly 6 minute. I raise my Dr Pepper to you, you Cuban bastard.