FATAL ERROR
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Introduction
The goal of this project was to work in teams of 4 to 5 web/audio and film students to produce an music video. We worked together to write, record, and mix an original song, then to plan, shoot, and edit the music video.My group included 2 film students, Daniel Petti and Alex Kim; and three web-audio students, Max Evans, Thomas Hoke, and myself. Thomas's band and Tatum Millet helped us produce the music. Mr Flo and some assorted freestyle students helped populate our video. I helped to write and edit the song lyrics, design the storyboard, and act in the video. During this project I learned a lot about protools, recording in the studio, and filming. It was also a great opportunity to learn more about my peers.
Music Video
Lyrics - Mr. Jones

Mr. Jones woke up on time
And put his tie and sport coat on
And read his comics on the John
And went and watched the news online.

He ate his Frosted Fiber Flakes
And went to fry some bacon strips
The weight would settle near his hips
But no bacon was more than Jones could take.


Yet even so, there’s a catch:
The bacon now on his plate
Was in a somewhat limp and flaccid state!


And Mr. Jones gave a yell
And flipped the table around
And dumped his fibrous flakes onto the ground.

Chorus:
The happy sun shines down
On Mr. Jones’ rage face.
Cause Jones hates all the world
with dignity and grace.
They try to cheer him up, but he does not know why.
Let them try.
Let them die!

He had started off his class that day
When Bobby Whistler raised his hand
dismissed its relevance offhand
And Jones did not know what to say.


Mr. Jones was almost done
With his lesson, but the pupils
Found that Trig was far less useful
Than checking out the cute girl in row one.

And they could lessen his pay
And he would think it unfair.
And he could hate all the kids who didn’t care.


And he could hate all the folks
Who never thought that his work
Was good enough for their spoiled little twerps.


Chorus

Mr. Jones went for a walk
But as he tried cross the street
A biker nearly crushed his feet!
And Jones was left too stunned to talk.


The driver of a white RAV4,
As token of his general wrath
Yelled a rather obscene word
As Jones scrambled to get out of his path.

But a peculiar look
Was coming over his face
As he stood there and cursed the human race.


And Mr. Jones gave a scream
That would have frightened Nick Cage
And kicked a couple of parked cars out of rage.


Chorus

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Art
For my poster and t-shirt I was inspired by the “experimental" style of our music, which I chose to represent through a chemistry theme. This allowed me to play off the idea of a "fatal error," as well as mr. Jones job as a teacher. My color palette of neon green, blue, and purple was intended to invoke toxicity. I used skulls because of their prominence in the death metal genre and because they are often used as a symbol for poison. My font choices were inspired by markers and chalk, tying back into Mr. Jones profession.