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Starving Artist Podcast Ep. 27
Space–The Final Frontier. What does it mean to be a 21st century artist? In this episode, Johnny looks at new media in what might be the most helpful podcast he’s done. Featuring music by Alex Yacovelli, Laura Meyer, Alan Semerdjian and Johnny Sanford. Check it out!

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That’s just, like, your opinion, man.

I am one of those guys, you know the ones, that say “dude” a lot. I think I did this a long time before I actually saw “The Big Lebowski,”( which I hated the first time) but now that I’ve seen the movie over 10 times, I say it a lot. A lot. I’ve even come to calling the kids that I work with in my after-school “dudes” and “dudettes.” Unprofessional? Hardly. It’s such a great name for someone who’s name you can’t remember. I work at four schools with over 50 kids at each school, so it’s really kinda hard not to call them all “dude.” But it got me thinking–aside from the word “dude,” Lebowski is one of the movies I quote the most. And over the years, he’s become a sort-of personal hero for this dude. But why? So many people don’t get the movie, or any of the quotes, and refuse to see it as funny. I thought it sucked when I first saw it in 12th grade. But like that rash the dude has, this movie gets under your skin. The second time you watch it, it starts to make sense. The third time, and you’re kinda wishing you had a white russian. And the fourth time, you’re throwing a Lebowski-themed party, white-russian in hand. And it doesn’t get old. The next time you throw your Lebowski Party, you’re at a bowling lane. And then–you’re dress as the dude’s rug for the next one. So you suddenly become one of the people that know the inside jokes, and you pity those poor souls on the outside. For those of you haters that think it’s just a garbage movie, or for all those lovers that can’t get enough of the movie, check out this philosophical arguments for the tenants of the movie. Trust me, dude. There’s a lot of ins and outs to this movie.
Part 1
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Part 4

The analysis comes from a dude named Rob Ager, and you can read some more of his stuff on the web at www.collativelearning.com

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Hi there, Do you want to preorder a copy of the Starving Artist’s Guide to New York City? If you do, check out this link and help a brotha out. I’ve been working on this project for 2 1/2 years if not more, and it’s finally ready to hit the masses. Since you’ve watched it develop since the beginning, I want to give you an autographed copy. I am accepting donations for building a substantial website that will accompany the release of the book. For donating, there are a ton of great gifts that you will also recieve in return. I couldn’t get this project off the ground with out the people who support me. If you’re a fan of the free podcast or you just stumbled upon this website by chance, have a look at the kickstarter project. Thank you all for giving whatever you can in an effort to bring back good music, great comedy, and a lot of amazing art to the mainstream!

Much love!

Johnny S.

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Press Release: September 2009
Brooklyn’s Own “Starving Artist’s Guide” to combined Safe Sex with Art
BAYRIDGE—Brooklyn

Brooklyn’s own “Starving Artists Guide,” a website created by musician-writer Johnny Sanford, plans to create a bridge between free condoms and art this fall. His Condom-Catcher contest, which is open to anyone that considers themselves a starving artist, will be aimed at straphangers on the subway and buses alike. “The plan is to have artists from around New York City create cardboard cut-out condom dispensers,” Johnny said. “I like the idea of cardboard because it is so disposable, just like a condom. If police take them down, so what?” The condom-dispensers will be put up with zip ties around bus stop signs and in subway stations. The designs will be uncensored and limited only by the artists imagination. Johnny did make it clear that he would put them high enough so that children cannot get to them. One dispenser that recent transplant Laura Worrick designed is aptly titled the “Partysaurus Squid.” (see picture) The tentacles of the squid come up into a box-like holder that is perfect for placing a handful of condoms.
“I got the idea from a friend who had a bunch of condoms in a cardboard bowl on her coffee table,” Johnny recalls. “I liked the idea, and when I approached the city’s AIDS prevention council, they were happy to give me 1000 condoms, no questions asked. I handed her a business card and she handed me a big bag of NYC condoms for free.”
Today marks the start of the contest, which isn’t really a contest at all. “The aim is to get people who don’t have condoms a free condom, and add a little bit of theater and creativity to it,” Artist and frequent collaborator with starvingartistsguide.com Sean Kenealy reported. Loyal fans and artists alike plan to put up the condom dispensers on Halloween night.
“I really hope people take to the idea. It’s kinda subversive, but also pretty fun,” Johnny said, wryly adding, “If artists don’t like the idea, I’ve got a lot of unused condoms to get rid of.”
So, get out a piece of cardboard and a box cutter, folks. Artists interested in participating in the contest can email starvingartistsguide@gmail.com in order to get a handful of condoms and a free gift for helping the initiative. “The Starving Artists Guide To New York City,” a book written by Johnny after 2 ½ years of experience in living on the edge of poverty and aimed at helping today’s starving artists, comedians and musicians get gigs and a slew of other helpful resources as well is scheduled for a release with self-publisher lulu.com on Oct. 31st, 2009. More information about the book and contest can be found at www.starvingartistsguide.com.

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Starving Artist Podcast Ep 26

This is a great live performance that I recorded with professional soothsayer Laura Meyer (No matter what you call her, don’t call her a “singer-songwriter.” She took out her congas and did her song and dance at an undisclosed paramilitary hanger in Manhattan for the Starving Artists Guide in preparation for her upcoming Album “Miles from Nowhere”, available here. While cameras weren’t allowed because of black-ops shit, we certainly managed to have a good time. Check it out, because she’s going on tour and might play a show near you soon! The best way to describe her music is to compare it to a girly Conor Oberst mixed in with a hint of Lisa Hannigan and a dash of Robert Zimmerman. Check it out below by pushing the sideways triangle. Or subscribe in Itunes to the right!

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It’s been a watershed weekend for this guy.
The Good:
Friday night marked the opening night for the second annual Craft Beer Week of New York City. The situation is as follows: you get the “passport,” which is a little book that has about 80 different bars in Manhattan, Queens, Brooklyn, Bronx and Staten Island. You bring your little booky to all of the bars within the booky, and they check off 1 of 3 craft beers on their page and give you the pint for $2. It’s awesome. We started at “Rattle and Hum,” when to “Resto,” “The Ginger Man”, and the Waterfront Ale House. Then I met up with my friend Kev and his girlyfriend and we went to meet up with our other friend, Brandon, who was in town to see some peeps.
The Bad:
Since I was documenting the journey through Craft Beer Week, I brought along my trusty video camera to take pics and vids alike. Alas, after leaving another bar called “rebar,” I got back to my place, the night before my Brooklyn Birthday Bash without said videocamera. A major blow to my psyche and wallet alike. And no pictures either! This day turned back to “good” when I had a great party that was flooded with the three homebrews that I created this past summer–the Cape Cod Cranberry, the Bill Hicks Wit Beir, and the Wild Thing Hefeweissen.

The weekend turned particularly “ugly” the next night, when I was suppooosed to cap my birthday weekend off with the biggest bang of my life–a free concert by one of the best rock bands in the world–MUSE. I got a sluggish start the next morning after my party, had incredible bagels at 5-star on 86th and 4th, and wished my friends a safe journey home at around 12. I came back to my apartment and promptly passed out. I woke up around 2, which was exactly when I had told myself that I would get in line to go see muse play for the VMAs that day. However, I decided that it was too early and I suddenly had the urge to record a podcast. I took out the equipment, set up a spontaneous interview and went to town…It was just like the Sundays I have always known and loved. It was around 5 when I got off my chair and decided to head in to NYC to wait in line. I thought this would be fine.
We got to the theater and a huge line had already formed that was a solid block long. We waited. And waited. And waited. At around 8, I was halfway to the door. They had overbooked guests to ensure a packed house. We got about 10 feet from the door when they stopped letting people in. It was almost 4 hours of waiting. For Nada. Zilch. Zero.

It was a despicable evening.
I came home and went to sleep.

Good.
Bad.
Ugly.

But, that being said, I still managed to have a good time. Sometimes, shit happens.

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Starving Artists Podcast Ep. 25

Enjoy!

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