Thanks for the Calls!

Thanks to those of you who called in or just hung out during the interview the other evening. It was great getting to chat to some of you and I ended up laughing a great deal more than I have in a while. So thanks for that! Sorry to those of you who either couldn't or wouldn't get through. Still good to know you were there in spirit.

Not much to report from this end, except the usual bizarre variety of auditions - namely a Russian gangster, an Aussie experiment subject, an Icelandic businessman and an Angel. I'm thinking of playing the Angel in my own accent. (If I can remember what that is)

There have been requests for more photos, so here is a snap of me goofing around on set for upcoming horror movie Train. Yes, even with blood streaming down my face, I'm ready for the another round.

Or at least another take...

It's a Live Interview!

I know some of you ask me questions, which remain largely rhetorical.

Well that's all about to change.

Today you (both of you) can ask away, as I have a live interview on Moonlight Buzzwire, an internet radio station devoted entirely to the show Moonlight. They asked me to call in and talk about my experiences on the show and, well, whatever else I have to talk about. I did one for their sister station Moonlight Radio and was actually good fun.

The show starts at 8pm Pacific time (EDIT) and runs anywhere from 1-2 hrs. Plenty of time for you to find out that my favorite color is black. Or red. And while I drink a boatload of coffee, I do enjoy the occasional cup of Earl Grey. (Woops) We might even play a Giddy song or too. You never know.

The call-in number is (347) 996-3386.

Please don't leave me alone again...

Back from the Dead on Monday

Dear old Vlad the Impaler returns from the grave to terrorize small-town USA in this week's episode of The Middleman. Each week, the entrepid team of Wendy Watson and Middleman battle "alien evils for the world's most ludicrously secret organization". As you might have guessed, the Middleman's tongue is firmly in-cheek, which makes for splendidly silly capers and delightfully daft villains.

This week's episode, The Vampiric Puppet Lamentation, has the team after a pair of possessed puppets. If you've always wanted to see me in puppet form (and, to be fair, who hasn't?), be sure to tune in this Monday night at 10pm on the Family channel. Alternatively, you can watch episodes online at ABC FAMILY. Just click SHOWS and go from there.

In other news, I was flattered to discover a fan video online, with clips of numerous projects I've worked on in the States, set to some edgy German industrial music. If you wanna catch Dhampir Vampire's handiwork, check it out HERE.

It's pretty darn cool, even if I say so myself.

So I was taking a stroll the other day and noticed a new sign near my apartment building. Ah, that's handy. Now I know where to lurk if I'm looking for drugs!

One must assume however, that the sign is intended as a deterrant. But, seeing as the druggie hotspot is a mere 20 yards from a police station, I find it highly unlikely that it's gonna do anything. Except generate new business. If the local cops can't get it together to arrest the criminals outside their front door, I'm sure that a sign will do the trick.

I shouldn't really expect more of my local cops. There's been a severed electric cable dangling over the sidewalk not 50 yards from their office and that took 2 weeks for them to notice. Not to repair, mind you, or tuck out of the way of the general public. Nope, all they managed was to wrap a length of yellow tape around it. Super. That'll stop us from getting fried.

In the meantime, I hear the guys are holding a collection for the druggies' new TV ad. Come on now, pony up...

The Undead are Cool

Really, they are. Especially when they're possessing hand crafted wooden dolls. Yup, I did my ADR session for ABC's The Middleman this morning and have to say I'm pretty excited to see this show. It may be on the family channel, but we played with some scary voices for my little character, appropriately named "Little Vladdy".

There's nothing like having the freedom to 'go there' with a character. Like Balthier, this guy can be charming and confident. Unlike Balthier, he has a rather strong murderous bent. Too much fun.

The Middleman airs Mondays at 10pm on ABC Family. My episode's in a fortnight, August 18th and titled, rather splendidly, The Vampiric Puppet Lamentation.

I'm not sure if it's we or the vampires who should lament, but I certainly feel a tinge of sadness at my ordinary teeth.

Incisor envy can be ugly...

Monsters and Mondays

I've always been fascinated by 'other worldly' things. When I was a kid I had a treasured book on the occult that I would leaf through until it was bedtime, at which time I would have to hide the book, as its cover was a bloody-eyed skull. Years ago, I pressed PAUSE on the VCR during the film Witchboard - not for the Tawny Kitaen naked-in-the-shower scene, but for a great shot of the ouija board. So I could draw my own (they didn't sell them in Africa).

I made my own talismans on velum and carried them in a small handmade (by me) leather pouch. And when my mother flushed my dead and dying seamonkeys down the loo, I secretly hoped they would morph into giant, disfigured sewer-dwelling hybrids. (Like the Prius: cheap at the pump, but hideous to look at)

So it was with relish that I learned in a news report of the Montauk Monster. A hideous, hairless dog-like thing with a beak that washed ashore some days ago. They didn't say where Montauk was. Apparently Montauk is as American as Mickey Mouse. Well I've lived here for over 4 years and have never heard of Montauk. It sounds like a TV show; Montauk with Larry King. Sorry. It does. Just a hint to you Fox news writers - if you don't identify the region Montauk is in and your only soundbite is from an Australian surfer, some people (ie: me) might draw the conclusion that Montauk is in AUSTRALIA.

Further investigation proved that Montauk is, in fact, in Long Island, New York. Wonderful. I'll be sure to visit. The annoying thing about this story (apart from Montauk, the mere sound of which is becoming irritating) is twofold - firstly, only one eyewitness could be tracked down. Plenty of "experts" but only one eyewitness. What happened to the other surfers? Were they eaten? And secondly, why is there only one measly shot of the creature? Geez, there are more photos of Big Foot! It's obviously fake. If I saw a strange creature in front of me, I'd keep pressing the button until the camera was full. And that's if the thing was charging after me. This thing was lying very still because IT WAS DEAD!!! And there's only one photo of it?

More realistic by far was when a crazed warthog attacked me and I had to fend it off with a steak knife (not the best tool for the job). I had to stab and slash its stomach and head repeatedly, before I managed to free my left hand. Sure it was a dream, but it was more scary and convincing than (gag) the Montauk Monster. More scary still is the fact the weekend is nearly over and something even more terrifying awaits.

Monday...