Every time I do an interview, I always ask the subject to give me a little audio drop – where they say their name and put over the name of the show. It’s a customary request, and helps give your brand the social acknowledgment and rub needed to build greater perception of your production. So, while digging through the vault, I came across this little nugget – that probably should have been flushed a long time ago!DerekFEATURE

About ten years ago, I was hired to do some video work for a huge weekend convention that had some of the biggest names in the wrestling business. At the time, I had decided that I’d rather be behind the camera instead of in front of it. I was training a friend on how to conduct interviews (with questions I had written), so that I didn’t have to multitask and shoot myself with the use of a stationary tripod.

We got some great footage- which till this day, has yet to be released. I’m currently re-working it with hopes to put out by the end of the year. Once it’s ready, I’ll be sure to make the first announcement here, on The Brand.
Al Snow was one of the subjects interviewed. He provided great insight to the business and the art of psychology. After we wrapped his interview, I asked him for the audio drop.

Now let’s Tarantino this story and take you back a few hours before the interview. Myself, Al Snow and group of others had some down-time, and ran across the street from the convention to KFC to grab lunch. I don’t know what Al ordered, nor did I care. All I remember is that after every couple of bites, Al would say, “F***in’ Colonel is gonna do some damage“. We’ve all said that before. We know the type of s*** we regretfully ingest into our systems, and what the messy outcome is going to be. We know our bodies so well that we can accurately predict the amount, the consistency and whether or not you’re going to need a shower afterwards.

Fast forward to the conclusion of the interview and….well, let’s let the video speak for itself.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZKlZ3h8bDs

As you can see, it wasn’t so much the act, but the f***ing torture that followed! We were stuck in a tiny glass office with ZERO air circulation. Four grown adults in this tiny enclosed environment, and this son of a bitch sat there while the room filled with the smell of musty ass! It was so bad, it literally had us in tears. Not because we were laughing, but because we were suffocating! Even the mannequin head was wishing it had the rest of the body to either cover it’s nose or run the f*** outta there! I’m not even losing it over the fact the he put my microphone up his ass, and came damn close to taking a big wet s*** on it. No, sir! It was the fact that I was dying to get the hell out of there, and this cynical bastard is laughing his ass off (literally) watching us suffer in an aroma which can only be described as the equivalent of a dead hooker found in a dumpster!

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