Call for Films!
As part of the Southbank Bristol Arts Trail 2011, which will be held in May, we are calling for people to unleash the hidden director inside of them. Dig into your pocket, pull out your digital camera or smartphone and make us a small film. Films must be a maximum of two minutes long, and can be on any subject and fall into any category - experimental, comedy, drama, animation, documentary - its up to you! Set the world to rights with a documentary, make that funny short film, or create a mysterious experimental piece. Anything goes.
Films may be edited prior to submission, which allows you to add necessary credits etc and add music if you have permission to use it. You can submit up to three films to the festival in a single submission. Group submissions are welcome. There is a one of fee of £5 to cover costs, cheques to be made payable to SBA.
We will aim to show all films throughout the Arts Trail weekend at a specially created cinema in the Southville Centre, Beauley Road, Bristol. Selected films may be shown on the SBA website (http://sbaweb.co.uk/). There will be a prize for the overall selected winner of £100, with a second prize of £50. Other prizes to be announced soon!
The closing date for submissions is the 10th May 2011. (Deadline extended)
Please go to https://docs.google.com/document/d/1wayy547Awkz2j1IbU24keMjJyFe7o5FjJwdn... for an entry form and more details
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song commission
Here's a sleazy rhyme, conjured up by the cranes looming over Bristol's waterfront - can anyone fit it to a tune?
EMPTY HEART CAFE lyric C G Hanley
Another night on the waterfront
A dark night on the waterfront
The purple sky is your goodbye
The black water is my mind
In the Empty Heart Cafe
We sup on black regret
It's as if I never met
You but your face won't fade away
Surrounded by sleeping machines
And looming cranes
The quiet mass of sleeping souls
Drinking their fill of pain
I make my home among witnesses
Ships unconscious and blind
The purple sky is your goodbye
The black water is my mind
Waking would be my dream now
But dreams are a deadly pain
The limbo world is my world now
I ride that mystery train