Why on Earth would I want to spend a weekend of my winter break in Enid?
This was my first thought when I read Nathan Poppe’s email to me asking if I had any desire to help film a documentary about a band from Enid called Black Canyon.
But… being the sucker I am, I went along with Mr. Poppe and my friends Brian Blackstock, Zach Gray and Matt Carney to meet Jack Morrise and Jordan Herrera of Black Canyon who had recently finished an ep of seven songs that documented a civil war romance.
Flash forward six months and we are now just hours away from the premiere of the documentary, which will show tonight as part of the deadCenter film festival. (start time of 6 p.m. at the IAO Gallery if you’re interested!)
If you had told me while I was freezing my fanny off filming in the backwoods of Enid that this little, on a whim project would have made it to what is now being called one of the 20 Coolest Film Festivals by Movie Maker Magazine, I probably would have hit you upside the head with Black Canyon’s banjo.
I don’t expect people to be blown away by our movie, we shot the thing in 24 hours and in seven different locals of “scenic” Enid. But I hope you take away from the movie the amount of fun we had filming it and the dedication of all the filmmakers and especially Nathan Poppe, who spent the following three months editing the 40-minute, folk-rock-doc together.
Oklahoma music is filled with some of the best, most talented and wonderfully interesting people around and I’m grateful to have just a little slice in documenting them.