So, one night I'm hosting Guerrilla Photo Group at the studio. It's the usual amalgamation of wacky artist types. It's packed. There are cocktails, cameras and scantily-clad models running and flashing in all directions. Wait. The cameras are flashing, not the models. Anyway, as it happens, mad-scientist-whiz-producer (and friend) Brian Botkiller is in the crowd. On this night, apparently, he's got an agenda in mind for me. Botkiller is an interesting fellow... multifaceted, witty, sharp-minded, techno-saavy, an excellent musician and good lookin' to boot. Imagine if Siouxsie Sioux went three-way with Scottie from Star Trek and a male model. The lovechild, if it were possible, would be Botkiller. His approach to me is subtle, delicate. He walks straight over to me and pipes up: "Hey,, I want you to work on a video project with my band." I retort, in astonishment "What?!? You're in a band? What do you play?"...
I jest. In fact, I am well aware of "the band" that he's in. Botkiller, along with Jeff Cannon, Chris Cannon, Jess Crockett and Kenneth Cornell are synthpunk media-darlings Vertigo Venus. They are, basically, "like putting The Dead Kennedys, New Order, and Twisted Sister into a blender and hitting 'Awesome.'” I like 'em... the band AND the individuals.
