Video Killed The Radio Star...More Film Camp!

Last week, my eldest attended his second session of Film Camp at the Robinson Film Center downtown.

That particular session involved the making of a music video from start to finish.

For the first day or so, the kids all watched different videos posted on YouTube and different music videos from different genre's to try and decide which direction to take with the one that they were to create.

My eldest ended up going with something Sex Pistol's-like and decided that he would just have to do his best Sid Vicious.

He spent the better part of the week assembling the perfect outfit for his shoot.

Those leather britches that Aunt Kat had given him for his 6th birthday were pulled out from storage, and low and behold, they ALMOST even fit after all these years!

He even managed to locate his leather biker jacket. There was just one minor detail to take care of.

As it turned out, they decided collectively that he would need to do something special with his hair for the shoot.

Preferably, they would like to see it either spiked (they actually wanted Liberty spikes) or in a nice Mohawk.

Now, being the middle of summer, and almost time to get his hair cut for back-to-school, this meant that his hair is super long on top and quite grown out as opposed to the general norm which finds it cut like the new Dr. Who (David Tennant.)

So, for the first day of shoot, (did I mention that we were taking Bregon to fencing camp in the mornings and that he had an hour in between camps this week?) I stood in my husband's bathroom armed with a bottle of sport-hold #10 gel and a bottle of my Aussie Scrunch Spray and a hair dryer.

Who knew that my eldest had so much hair on his head? And, WHERE DID IT COME FROM because I don't have that hair (but I sure wish I did!)

I must have used a quarter cup of gel on the top of his hair alone. Somehow, I managed to force it up into some semblance of a very huge and super tall Mohawk.

I thought it was going to take forever to dry, but I finally got it tamed! After it was all said and done, the Mohawk was something like seven or eight inches tall and ended in a kind of a curl in the center of his forehead!

I got him all dry and cleaned up (goo was EVERYWHERE) and made him get his patent leather combat boots to go with his outfit, then shuttled him out the door to head downtown.

The Mohawk was a huge hit at film camp, but the news that evening was that I would have to do it AGAIN the next day!!!

So, that evening, I was off to the grocery store, Mohawk Sid-clone in hand, to find my saving grace, hoping that it was still made the way it was in the old days, a nice shiny can of AQUANET!!!!

Thankfully, Brookshires had a can left over from the old days and we snagged it!

That next Mohawk went up in no time, in spite of all the hair and the fact that it really wants to curl and hang down in his face!

The shoot went really well, or so I am told. My child also learned that he can play the electric guitar fairly well this past week.

Don't worry, we are baby-stepping into this guitar business. Saturday, I picked up new strings and a little automatic tuner for his acoustical.

Some friends helped us get the darn thing strung Saturday night, and he has been playing it ever since!

He had started learning from Mr. Clyde at the Renzi Center this past year.

We also had been picking up any Guitar for Dummies books we could find at the Half Price Bookstore in Texas every time we go over for the musicals.

It's amazing the things my son has picked up over the five weeks he has spent at film camp!