Get your QUARTERHORSE on!!!

Yes, indeed.
You know when you come home late at night and you see someone rustling around in your garbage ... he's got Tom Waits slurry gait ... but he looks like he's wearing Dick Tracy's trench coat and hat ... and that's definitely a gun he's carrying in his flask pocket and a flask he's carrying in his gun pocket ... and he's yelling something about being on a case ... and HE WON'T STAY OUT OF YOUR GARBAGE!?
You know when that happens...?
Well, comic book detective starved reader, starve no more.
That man in your garbage was probably Max Quarterhorse.
To catch up on what Max is up to in between his late-night investigations into your banana peels and used coffee filter, come on over to Disgraced Comics and read the first five pages of our first online comic book, THE ADVENTURES OF MAX QUARTERHORSE.

A Nice Mention...

We got a mention this week in the Plays and Playwrights blog from NYTE Small Press.

NYTE is the New York Theatre Experience, which is the umbrella under which we find such great entities as nytheatre.com and NYTE Small Press, among others.

Nytheatre.com has long been unmatched in their commitment to covering and reviewing independent theater in NYC. I also review for them on occasion.

NYTE Small Press happens to publish a little book called Plays and Playwrights, an anthology of emerging writers on the NYC independent scene. I have the honor (along with my play ...and we all wore leather pants) of being included in Plays and Playwrights 2008.
You can buy your 17 copies here.

This is why we can't have nice things...

It seemed to make so much sense at the time...
I'd write a web series that could be shot entirely in Becky and my apartment. We wouldn't have to worry about pesky things like securing locations and ... um ... leaving home.
It seemed to make so much sense. And then shooting began. And then we rented a fog machine.



It's disturbing how quickly "my stuff" becomes "the set" and you will nail any one thing to anything else, if it will get the shot. Just get the shot!





That's disturbing, but not so much as the fog machine we rented. A real classic, there was a vessel for liquid on each side of the device. One side read, "Use only fog juice here: NO INSECTICIDE." Reassuring. You can see the picture for what the other side read.

So, we had six days of shooting where between every take Hement or Dodd would yell "Smoke it up!" and we'd fill whatever room we were in fog. Then we'd all sit there breathing in the hot vaporized version of whatever fog juice really is (mineral water based, my initial checks conclude ... and dry cleaning will get it out should it splatter all over something you don't want splattered with fog juice - but it does leave a film that will make your tile floors extremely slippery). It doesn't smell like smoke, but it smells like ... something. Strangely, the fog smelled a little like anywhere between 5-8 people in a room where we couldn't have the windows open, all the doors had to be shut and I'm stuck holding a microphone over my head much longer than I'm used to holding things over my head.

We'd breath all that in as we waited for the fog to settle a bit. Then we'd try to get the shot.

In the meantime...

Dodd and I were pretty much pits deep in filming this past week so, while he's promised to swing by DISGRACED to talk about our web series, I'm letting him not have to look at me for a couple of days.

So, in the meantime, I wanted to toss this out: I've been working on a few redesigns for the Disgraced Productions website and I was really excited to be able to get some new original artwork for the main page.

Check it out.

This is called Disgraced by Scott Henkle, an artist whose work I really admire. I was lucky enough to get Scott to agree to do with a section of one of my plays (in this case ... and we all wore leather pants) what he normally does blending his own writing with drawn images.

For us, Scott made a very cool mixture of images from different Disgraced Productions shows, like Sam Shepard's Cowboy Mouth and my Butterfield Tones and ... and we all wore leather pants. I think it's damn wild...

Check out more of Scott's work at www.scotthenkle.com.

Like a Twister I was born ... to write a blog?

And I made up my mind/
I ain't wasting no more time/
'Cause here I go again.../

Welcome to DISGRACED, the blog of Disgraced Productions and Robert Attenweiler. At DP, we've spent the better part of this year developing projects that live in media besides theater. Our future plans still largely involve theater ... but I thought it would be a worthy venture to throw my stuff at a couple of different walls and see if it sticks.

So, in the next few weeks, you'll be hearing all about DISGRACED COMICS release of its first title, THE ADVENTURES OF MAX QUATERHORSE and DISGRACED TV's release of its original web series, APT1B. And I'll be using the DISGRACED blog to round out that content with opinions, interviews, insights and, sometimes, just words, words, words...

Thanks for checking out DISGRACED.