Transmedia Startup with Blockchain Hook Raises $1MM in DIY Bitcoin Campaign

Entertainment Company Back to Earth Productions Sets Records with Bitcoin Crowdfund

Albuquerque, April 28​th​, 2017 – ​University of New Mexico student Clay Space raised 750 Bitcoin (over $1 Million at closing) in less than 48 hours to fund a multi-platform storytelling project designed to entertain and engage its audience through film, graphic novels, an alternate reality game (ARG), blog, mobile apps, and other media.

Space pioneered a fresh approach to the traditional crowdfunding model that is a cross between an IndieGoGo-style fund-raising campaign and an Initial Coin Offering, the cryptocurrency version of crowdfunding.

Kevin Schulmeister, co-founder of ShadMeister Productions says, “This could revolutionize the way that films pursue money in the future. A media project funded with cryptocurrency is still very unique, and I think we’ll begin to see a shift towards alternative forms of crowdfunding after this.”

Back to Earth Productions, founded by Space, will produce Interactive Fiction, also known as Transmedia Storytelling. This genre is characterized by the integration of ARGs, short stories, web series, mobile apps, feature films, graphic novels, and other entertainment mediums available at the time. Notable Transmedia Projects include Why So Serious, Year Zero, and I Love Bees.

“The goal of Back to Earth is to entertain a wide audience and to introduce crypto to new people,” says Space. “We believe this project has a little something for everyone because you can enjoy a piece of it, like the web series or mobile game, or become fully engaged in the community on Telegram, in the ARG, and with the mobile app.” The first elements of the story will be told in a graphic novel, which is slated for release in early May.

Back to Earth is the first Transmedia Project to incorporate its own digital token, StarCredits (STRC), which operates on the Ethereum blockchain. STRC will be used to increase engagement in the ARG and mobile app and allow the audience to influence the story. Participants of the crowdfund received StarCredits for their donation, as well as a “Golden Ticket” that remains a bit of a mystery.

Photo: Beauty Bar Austin

Took this photo many months ago during a show at the Beauty Bar in Austin, Texas.

The Beauty Bar in Austin

Photo at The Parish

I love The Parish.  I think they have the best sound in Austin and it’s a great venue all around.  I arrived early for an event a couple months back and took this photo while I was waiting for the party to start.

The Parish

The Parish

Zack Hadley of Frantic Clam

I took this photo a few months back at the Frantic Clam EP Release Party at the Beauty Bar in Austin, Texas.

Zack Hadley - Frantic Clam

Zack Hadley - Frantic Clam

I took hundreds of photos that night, all with my Tamaron 17-50mm f/2.8 lens that I probably overpaid for at Precision Camera & Video.  It’s a decent lens, and I bought it used so I didn’t pay that much, but I really should have been using something with a lower aperture because I wound up with very few images that weren’t blurred or severely noisy.

Anyway, I haven’t posted for a while and figured I would share this photo with whatever audience is left out there 🙂

Mommy, what was a man?

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Mommy, some of the girls at the academy said there used to be something called a man?

A man? What are they teaching at the academy nowadays?

Is it true, Mommy?

Well yes, it is true.

What happened to them?

Well dear, you see men were very mean to mommies. They never did things that mommies wanted to do, just things that men wanted to do.

What did men want to do?

Men just wanted to drink alcohol with their friends, and watch games.

What games?  Like volleyball and softball?

No games that used to be called football.  Violent, mean games.

Ewww.  I don’t like men.

Don’t be scared Penny, why there hasn’t been a man for 10,000 years.

What happened to all the men, Mommy?

We won’t talk about such things, now get back to your homework.

God I wish my parents had beat me.

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Parents need to start hitting their kids. Every time when I’m at the grocery store and I see some little Epsilon spawn stuffing Little Debbie snack cakes into his vacant face, I think, This is the future, this is the end of life as we know it.   As disturbing as the lower caste are, the Betas, Gammas, and Deltas who shop at Whole Foods are even more frightening.   Their descendants, who go to Montessori and Waldorf schools, a new generation of the New Age.  What will these offspring be like when they are 18, in 2025.  What will they think of us, the elderly?  Will we be provided for?  Will they have any respect for us?

Is the Apocalypse happening?  It’s happening right now, all around us.

What of celebrities’ kids?  What of the Alphas?  They are constantly followed by a horde of paparazzi, and around the age of two something amazing happens, they become conscience and they start posing.  How could they not, their just copying their parents, in their stepford lives.  They start pouting their lips, they start narrowing their eyes, they start trying to be cool.  Will any of these ever know anything real?  Or will they just live in their ivory towers and study evil.  The ivory towers of the science fiction past.  In 2009 we live in the future, the future is behind us.  the end times are a thing of the past.  The mouth breathing epsilon tosses the plastic wrapper to the grocery store floor and opens another..

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Crisis at Blockbuster

Let's rent a movie!

Dan Hegelman stood in the aisle, turning the DVD over in his clammy sweaty hands. “Look at that little stinker,” Hegelman thought to himself, and then his beady little eyes shot up suspiciously to check if anyone was looking at him. “Well look at little Miley Cyrus, all growned up,” the balding, overweight, almost 29-year-old thought as he read the title, “Hannah Montana: The Movie”.

“Hmmmm,” the 325 pounder pondered while he cleared his throat, adjusted his ball cap, pushed his glasses back nervously, and mouth-breathed.  He could have passed for 42.

Turning the DVD over he read the back.  “Gosh she’s cute,” the unemployed community college drop out thought aloud. Dan wrinkled his nose.  “How long have I been wearing these sweatpants?” Dan thought, sniffing.  “At least a week, mmmm, when was the last time I bathed?…hmmmm…hmmmmm, I don’t know…”

Dan put the DVD back and continued walking around.  Just glancing through movies, not with anything particular in mind, he spied it…and with a surprised grunt the large man snatched up the latest High School Musical, the last one on the aisle, he couldn’t believe his luck.

“Sweet!” Dan thought as he made his way to the register.  “Someone must have just returned it.”
Grabbing some Milkduds on his way out he stopped at the Hannah Montana cut out.  Something in her eyes suggested something that made him think twice, but his mom had only given him 5 bucks.  He hurried to the register and checked out.
On the drive back, in his grandpa’s ’91 Mustang, Dan thought how he would have the apartment all to himself.
Life was good for Dan Hegelman.

Inside the Monsters of Folk

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Connor, for the last time, I’m not trading with you, I get to be George and thats final.

Look we all agreed we were gonna pull names out of Mogis’s military hat and that was who we were gonna get to be. Everyone’s been real cool about it, and we even agreed to one round of trading cause you threw a huge shitfit, but this is getting ridiculous.

I know you don’t want to be Bob, everyone knows you don’t want to be Bob, cause you’ve been freaking out about it for hours. I know its soooo obvious that your Bob, but an hour ago you were bitching about having to be Jeff Lynne, so we let you trade with Mogis, but if now your insisting on being George, i’m just gonna let you know there is no way I am trading with you, cause I love George and I really think of all of us, I’m the most like him.

Look.  Jim picked Roy, and that’s awesome cause Jim just nails Roy.  Then Mogis picked Bob, then I picked George, and you freaked out.  Then you wouldn’t pick so we picked for you and now your saying its not fair cause you didn’t get to pick….I mean, c’mon man!

Look. We wouldn’t of had to pick out of the hat in the first place if you didn’t freak out about everyone agreeing that I get to be George, and you have to be Bob.  Alright.  For the millionth time, I know it’s Totally Obvious that you would get to be Bob, but who cares if it’s obvious? I mean nobody cares except you!

I’m done talkin about this! We’ve been over this a billion times already and its final, your Bob, I’m George, Jim is Roy and Mogis is Jeff Lynne!  Look Connor, if you want, you can be Tom Petty, whatever, just run it by the other guys, but there’s just no way were doing a redraw.

Cowboys Fantasy Football

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Another Recycling Conspiracy

Something stinks in the city of Austin:

Imagine all the slim jims and hooch

According to The Statesman, in an article about the city’s recycling contract that is up, Austin has lost $2 million since the fall of 2008 due to the recycling contract it has with Greenstar.  If the contract is extended, the city will lose $7 million by September 2011.

Now, I can’t help but wonder what secret society is behind a scheme where a bum can turn in a bag of cans for some change, but the city can’t even break even by recycling on a large scale.

Who's behind this, any way?

Never mind that restaurants and bars in this city aren’t eligible to recycle the way that private citizens can.  If they choose to recycle, it’s because they have made arrangements with a company other than the sanitation department.  I guess their volume of cans and bottles means nothing compared to the pizza boxes I throw in my recycle bin.

The worst of it, from a “green” point of view, is that the main reason it costs the city so much to recycle is that it is all trucked down to San Antonio.  Not until they power the trucks with the dried cheese from aforementioned pizza box will it be worth the energy and time they are flushing down the toilet.