We all have our past. My youth was spent in the 1960’s and 70’s. Most of my friends were musicians. I wasn’t one. I was the filmmaker-photographer with an emphasis on “filmmaker”. In practical terms what that means today, is I have photographs of my friends, but not enough of them. I pulled out these images recently, reconnected with the old gang on facebook and they have greatly enjoyed seeing themselves. What I wish is that I had taken more pictures. A lot more.
The young man above was Keith. He was a talented guitar player but a horrendous cameraman. In 1970 I was working on my film “The Blitz”. It’s about a young man (me) who found a Puerto Rican genie (another close friend) who grants him a wish – to become Hitler. It was a silent comedy movie with music. Filming of the movie was “unorganized” as you can imagine. The movie was made when my friends were available. And on one day, Keith was available. He was enlisted as the cameraman and filmed my co-star and me as we traveled into downtown Paterson, NJ and pretended to attack a department store. (Imagine trying to do that in today’s world.)
When the film was processed Keith’s talents as a movie cameraman were evident (not too good) but the scenes were hilarious anyway. When I made the sequel to The Blitz I employed his talents as an actor instead.