#2 Bisco 8 Lazers, Madness, and MUCH more.

Hey Class,

I'm back with more spewing of my own personal media experiences. Today I will enlighten you about the three day art and music festival that is Camp Bisco. In this case I will speak of Camp Bisco 8. Given It wasn't the most recent Bisco, but it was better than the most recent experience I had. I packed my Acura TSX to its brim the day before take off. Waiting for the next morning was like being a little kid waiting for his parents to wake up on Christmas morning. The anticipation was killing me. Finally I took off on my trip to Mariaville NY, only twenty minutes from my friends house in Albany. Once you arrive, it is a whole new world, filled with good loving people, and a whole bunch of crazies, all rallied together by the Hells Angels. It is total and complete freedom on an indian reservation, police have no jurisdiction in this area. The music and lazers began as I amsetting up my two room columbia tent.

The tent was raised, and it was time for the fun to begin. I met with more of my friends to help in setting up a massive tent community. I met at least ten people within my first hour there, one of which was going to be my girlfriend for the next four months. I had no idea. The first Disco Biscuits set came on, and we all rushed to the main-stage like a bunch of string puppets ready to bop and groove. It had only been a few hours and I could already tell this was going to be a highlight in my life. The music, the people, and just the vibes made my weekend close to perfect. Everyone had a great time, and when it came time to leave there were some tears and big hugs for friends who live far away. I returned home covered in paint from head to toe, and had no shoes left worth wearing. My mother was just happy to see me return home in one piece. I slept for about twenty four hours, and woke up to the old boring reality. I still had those memories and new friends to help me through every day, and to this day I keep in touch with nearly everyone of those friends (or festival family).

picture by Lucas Huggins

#1 Media Rant Boodock Mediocrity

Greetings fellow bloggers,

Welcome to my page. My name is Lucas and you will be hearing me rant for the next few months, I hope you like what you hear. My most recent experience with what I thought was going to be an interesting film was The Boondock Saints II all saints day.

(Picture Credit to Film Master Reviews)

I was excited for the viewing of the film with all my friends in my living room. We plugged in the HDMI cable, and began the what I thought was going to be an epic screening. As it turns out, the storyline didn't stand up to the original film what so ever. It was more of just a meaningless bloodbath, not that I expected a lacking in violence. Waste of bullets with a poor sense of humor, and the actors throughout the film just seem burnt out and uninvolved. It was not as satisfying of a revenge compared to the first film. IT IS RIDICULOUS the roof jump, the horrible humor the movie uses, and all other aspects really disappointed me. Overall I give it a bad review, watch it if you'd like but in my eyes its a waste of brain space.

Personal BIO

1. Hey my name is Lucas Huggins, I was raised in Sharon, MA. However, I spend a lot of time in San Francisco where my father resides.

2. I love music, and my favorite media event of the summer was either Camp Bisco 9, or the Big Up. Both of which are three day electronic music festivals that took place in New York.

3. Modern media advances allow me to keep in touch with old and new friends on a regular basis, which provides comfort for me in my new residence. But, I HATE junk mail.

4. I may dip into professional writing during my stay at Champlain, but my dream is to become a recording arts/music tech major.