Happy Friday everyone. We've been incommunicado lately (what else is new?) but not entirely idle. First the bad news: it's pretty safe to say Flexxo is on hiatus. You're entitled to a snarky comment or two about we're taking a hiatus from not doing anything, and we've earned that. The simple truth is that Flexxo is way too much work for two people, especially when only one of them knows how to draw (hint: not me). If circumstances change in the future where we can get more help/Kevin grows a few more neurally independent arms/someone hits lotto and wants to fund the big fella, we're back in the saddle. Barring that though, work on flexxo is going to proceed whenever we can dedicate time to it. I wish I had better news on that front but there's no sense in pretending it's anything other than what it is.
The good news (depending on your point of view, of course) is that we've been able to channel some good energy into a soundtrack. It turns out that in addition to just being lousy cartoonists, we're also lousy musicians. Who knew, right?
We were sitting around one day a couple weeks ago and got to talking about how whenever someone comes up with a good robot (the day the earth stood still, for example), it doesn't just kill everyone. What a bunch of horseshit! You create a giant, kick ass robot - everyone should be killed by it. What's this "We can reason with it" bullshit? Fuck you, our robot has lasers and no heart. Everyone is going to die. But then we realized, we don't have a robot. All that bravado for nothing...or was it?
Instead of making a giant robot cartoon/movie and undertaking another project we had no hope of finishing, we decided to write the soundtrack to a movie where the robot actually does what a giant robot is supposed to do. It's definitely more avant garde than Flexxo (soundtrack to an imaginary movie vs. a guy with a big dick) but we think it's still pretty accessible depending on your musical tastes.
Going forward, I don't want to use the Flexxo blog for non-Flexxo type announcements but until we have another jumping off page for the robot, I'll post here. Here's a couple tracks to whet your appetite. All of the songs were recorded using only a shitty guitar, shitty bass, the occasional 15 year old drum machine beat and lots of audio processing. Hope you like it.
Death Generator
Hunter-Killer
Only 10 downloads per track allowed so get em while they're hot. If I notice that they went pretty quick, I'll repost them or perhaps something else.
As always, stay stiff and rock hard everyone. Flexxo loves you. And your mom.
Rob
Friday, November 27, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
A Friend's A Friend Who Knows What Being A Friend Is
The Stallion, Part 1, Scene 1 has been sketched.
The Stallion Part 2 is a work in progress.
The Stallion Part 3 is the gleam in our eye that we think will bring it all on home. Exciting and retarded times ahead Flexxo fans.
More to follow sooner or later (probably later considering how we tend to work these days).
Stay stiff and rock hard,
Rob
The Stallion Part 2 is a work in progress.
The Stallion Part 3 is the gleam in our eye that we think will bring it all on home. Exciting and retarded times ahead Flexxo fans.
More to follow sooner or later (probably later considering how we tend to work these days).
Stay stiff and rock hard,
Rob
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Hey, folks! How's it been?
It's been a long time since I've had anything to write about in this here blog. Such is life in these times, where the simple pleasures of a man in spandex and his retarded buddy have to take a back seat. It's a grand damn tragedy, I say.
The good news is that Flexxo isn't on hiatus or completely frozen development. In fact, I bother Kevin several times a week about the big fella. It's more an issue of creative speed bumps and not enough man power (oh, how ironic). Flexxo is simple enough to write that an inattentive child could pump out scripts only slightly slower than me. It turns out rendering that idiot babble into something that people might want to watch is tricky. Or so I'm told.
Now, I have a couple theories about the hold up with the sketches. Kevin claims that drawing the fight scene (yes, there's a legitimate fight scene in this one) is causing him troubles. Nevermind that Kevin asked explicitly for a fight or action scene. Ignore that completely. He says drawing the fight scene is tricky.
Personally, I think he's hung up on the script: I rely pretty heavily on the word 'penis' in this one and I think he gets...distracted....every time he reads through it.
Whatever the cause, we've been seriously dragging ass. No one is more sore about this than us, folks. Rest assured though: more flexxo is in the works. We're not gonna let the dream die; lord knows we've got nothing better going on.
So thanks for checking in. The second we have something that might be fun for other people to see, I'll post it here. On that note, stay stiff and rock hard, folks.
Rob
The good news is that Flexxo isn't on hiatus or completely frozen development. In fact, I bother Kevin several times a week about the big fella. It's more an issue of creative speed bumps and not enough man power (oh, how ironic). Flexxo is simple enough to write that an inattentive child could pump out scripts only slightly slower than me. It turns out rendering that idiot babble into something that people might want to watch is tricky. Or so I'm told.
Now, I have a couple theories about the hold up with the sketches. Kevin claims that drawing the fight scene (yes, there's a legitimate fight scene in this one) is causing him troubles. Nevermind that Kevin asked explicitly for a fight or action scene. Ignore that completely. He says drawing the fight scene is tricky.
Personally, I think he's hung up on the script: I rely pretty heavily on the word 'penis' in this one and I think he gets...distracted....every time he reads through it.
Whatever the cause, we've been seriously dragging ass. No one is more sore about this than us, folks. Rest assured though: more flexxo is in the works. We're not gonna let the dream die; lord knows we've got nothing better going on.
So thanks for checking in. The second we have something that might be fun for other people to see, I'll post it here. On that note, stay stiff and rock hard, folks.
Rob
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Fuck You 2008
Hello Flexx addicts!
Clearly, 2008 was not the year of Flexxo on the desktop. Who knew?
A turbulent and troublesome year is damn near rear view mirror material and I for one could not be happier to see it off. 2008 has been a miserable, clusterfuctacious calendar event and I will be cheering to see it dead and buried. "Why so bitter?" you may ask amongst yourselves. Fair question. Let me try to explain.
2008 was the perfect storm of suck and blow for both Kevin and myself (more for me than him though). "But Rob, why? Kevin had a kid and everything. Sounds like it should've been great and..." WRONG. Not about the kid thing. Kevin seems to enjoy the new one as much as he's enjoyed the old ones, so hats off everyone. But no. That's not it. And you must be some jaded mother fucks to think it's the kid thing. You guys are dicks.
No, the main reason it sucked can be summed up succinctly: not enough Flexxo.
I mean really. We've sat down and talked about it and realized that an episode of Flexxo should not take us much more than a month. So what the fuck happened? It turns out real life had a cock sized boot aimed at Flexxo's goodies. Damn you, real life.
But what have we learned from the ordeal? Something? Anything? You bet your bulging crotch we have!
It turns out life without the big fella is drab and bullshit. OK, not bullshit but not as awesome as it is with the big fella. Work has been hella busy (my wife is listening to No Doubt again, so sue me for the hella reference) for a damn near calendar year. But the good part about busy calendar years is that they have tangible and foreseeable ends. So ours approaches.
Flexxo WILL pick up in the new year. Head Ache will be written/finished this week and produced shortly thereafter. The world needs Flexxo and we need the world. Wait, that's not right. We need Flexxo and the world needs us. No wait. That's not right either. Whatever. You catch the point.
Flexxo will return - bulgier and manlier than ever. Except for the next episode. Bulgy - yes. Manly - sort of, but fuck it. You'll laugh. We'll laugh. It'll be fun for everyone involved.
So with that, I bid you a fond adieu. Stay stiff and rock hard folks...
Rob
Clearly, 2008 was not the year of Flexxo on the desktop. Who knew?
A turbulent and troublesome year is damn near rear view mirror material and I for one could not be happier to see it off. 2008 has been a miserable, clusterfuctacious calendar event and I will be cheering to see it dead and buried. "Why so bitter?" you may ask amongst yourselves. Fair question. Let me try to explain.
2008 was the perfect storm of suck and blow for both Kevin and myself (more for me than him though). "But Rob, why? Kevin had a kid and everything. Sounds like it should've been great and..." WRONG. Not about the kid thing. Kevin seems to enjoy the new one as much as he's enjoyed the old ones, so hats off everyone. But no. That's not it. And you must be some jaded mother fucks to think it's the kid thing. You guys are dicks.
No, the main reason it sucked can be summed up succinctly: not enough Flexxo.
I mean really. We've sat down and talked about it and realized that an episode of Flexxo should not take us much more than a month. So what the fuck happened? It turns out real life had a cock sized boot aimed at Flexxo's goodies. Damn you, real life.
But what have we learned from the ordeal? Something? Anything? You bet your bulging crotch we have!
It turns out life without the big fella is drab and bullshit. OK, not bullshit but not as awesome as it is with the big fella. Work has been hella busy (my wife is listening to No Doubt again, so sue me for the hella reference) for a damn near calendar year. But the good part about busy calendar years is that they have tangible and foreseeable ends. So ours approaches.
Flexxo WILL pick up in the new year. Head Ache will be written/finished this week and produced shortly thereafter. The world needs Flexxo and we need the world. Wait, that's not right. We need Flexxo and the world needs us. No wait. That's not right either. Whatever. You catch the point.
Flexxo will return - bulgier and manlier than ever. Except for the next episode. Bulgy - yes. Manly - sort of, but fuck it. You'll laugh. We'll laugh. It'll be fun for everyone involved.
So with that, I bid you a fond adieu. Stay stiff and rock hard folks...
Rob
Monday, October 6, 2008
Hear ye, hear ye!
Greetings and good evening. The damnedest thing just happened. Couldn't make this stuff up if I tried. Kevin and I were fully planning on keeping things on the Flexxo front quite for a while, you know, as a nice change of pace.
With three full episodes and one partial under our belt (I still see the first episode as a work in progress); it's got us feeling pretty good. "Resting on your laurels? Really? Don't you need laurels to in order to rest on them?" Easy, untamed masses, easy. I'm getting to that. Once we got Doug in the rear view, we decided that the next logical thing to do would be to focus solely on a pitch bible and encourage people to pay us for this. Makes sense, right?
"NO! Nay! Niet!"
So Kevin and I are on the train today and a genius stroke hits. Brand new episode material. "But, Kev, I thought we were gonna work exclusively on the pitch?" I ask timidly. "Silence! Fool!" he shouts at me. "Can't you see we are sitting in the crotch of opportunity!?!" he bellows. Indeed.
Shamed and embarassed, I took the idea home and nurtured it; I fed it vitamins and nutrients to make it strong. Jerked it off to give it confidence.
SO
"What can the average Flexxo fan expect from this kind of announcement?" Great question, average Flexxo fan! Our next episode will be titled 'Head Ache!' and it will be done in conjunction with the pitch book we hope to put together so people will pay us for this.
Friends that I've spoken to in person about the next episode were assured 'What's Big Day Out' would be the next episode. I can only assure you that 'What's Big Day Out' is being put on hold for good cause. 'Head Ache!' stands to be the dumbest piece of shit we've come up with yet.
So with baited anticipation, I leave you with that. Rock on Flexx addicts. More to follow shortly. Huzzah!!
Stay stiff and rock hard
-Rob
With three full episodes and one partial under our belt (I still see the first episode as a work in progress); it's got us feeling pretty good. "Resting on your laurels? Really? Don't you need laurels to in order to rest on them?" Easy, untamed masses, easy. I'm getting to that. Once we got Doug in the rear view, we decided that the next logical thing to do would be to focus solely on a pitch bible and encourage people to pay us for this. Makes sense, right?
"NO! Nay! Niet!"
So Kevin and I are on the train today and a genius stroke hits. Brand new episode material. "But, Kev, I thought we were gonna work exclusively on the pitch?" I ask timidly. "Silence! Fool!" he shouts at me. "Can't you see we are sitting in the crotch of opportunity!?!" he bellows. Indeed.
Shamed and embarassed, I took the idea home and nurtured it; I fed it vitamins and nutrients to make it strong. Jerked it off to give it confidence.
SO
"What can the average Flexxo fan expect from this kind of announcement?" Great question, average Flexxo fan! Our next episode will be titled 'Head Ache!' and it will be done in conjunction with the pitch book we hope to put together so people will pay us for this.
Friends that I've spoken to in person about the next episode were assured 'What's Big Day Out' would be the next episode. I can only assure you that 'What's Big Day Out' is being put on hold for good cause. 'Head Ache!' stands to be the dumbest piece of shit we've come up with yet.
So with baited anticipation, I leave you with that. Rock on Flexx addicts. More to follow shortly. Huzzah!!
Stay stiff and rock hard
-Rob
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