You may have seen my series of blog
interviews, The Cat That Got The Dream about people who are living their
dreams. I spoke to a wide range of people: actors, engineers, parents even a
Thai yoga massage therapist (I should have tapped him up for a freebie). It was
a really interesting little project and made me think about the dreams or goals,
as I now like to think of them, that I’d love to see made real.
I figure once my date with Bradley Cooper
is in the diary, the most immediate thing is completing my short film project,
Brit.I.am.
But for this I need your help. Bear with me
as I tell you a little story (insert Max Bygraves’ voice).
The film started life as a poem which seemed
to demand to be written. I was in bed one night, unable to sleep. Little
stanzas kept creeping into my head. I turned the light on and wrote them down
on the post-it notes I kept by the bed. Normally there for joke writing, now
they had scribbled verses of a poem. I switched off the light but no sooner had
I done that than another verse would rush into my head. This must have gone on
for about thirty minutes until I said out loud “Stop!”. A couple more trickled
in but that was that for the night. The next day, I looked at the crumpled
post-its. I thought that what I’d written would be garbage. Like when you think
of something funny in your dream and then when you recall it, it isn’t even a
complete sentence.
“What’s up with wardrobes? All that fish and no way of
knowing”. That type of thing.
Anyway, when I read back my scribble, it
wasn’t half bad. Over the coming weeks I continued to add to the poem. A theme
was developing and it was something that was important to me. It was about
accepting Britain as it is, the things we love, the things we hate because it
all contribute to making it what it is. The verses started include significant
past events that have shaped us as a nation.
Eventually I finished the poem and decided
to share it with some friends. They loved it. Most importantly, they got what I
was trying to capture.
After that, it sat dormant on my crappy
laptop for probably a year. Then in 2010, I took my show Afroblighty, to the
Edinburgh Festival. The show was about me reconciling my Nigerian Heritage with
my UK upbringing. During the previews, a thought popped into my head. Could I
close the show with my poem? The show seemed to end on a note similar to the
poem. Perhaps that could work.
But whilst I’d had good feedback, in the
context of a comedy show it could be nauseatingly naff. But threw caution to
the wind and decided to give it a go. It worked. Thank God. The audiences got
it too. I had people asking for copies of it, teachers saying they wanted to
share it with their pupils, the odd tear was even shed.
I knew I had to do more with it and that’s
when the idea of make it into a film came about. I toyed with various ideas, from
me reciting all the lines to doing it all in front of a green screen with
famous faces. Eventually though, the idea of making it a crowd sourced project
was suggested by my friend Adam. After all, this was a piece about Britain, why
not get more of Britain involved?
We wanted to get people from all over the
UK recording themselves reciting lines from the poem and from all this footage,
we’d reassemble the poetry. Simple right?
We thought so. Once Adam and I decided to
go for it, we started telling everyone we could about the project. You may have
seen updates on Twitter and Facebook.
Clips slowly started coming in. It was
exciting. This was really happening. I contacted a few media chums who kindly
gave up their time to put a couple of verses on tape (Special thanks to the
Lovely Gabby Logan, Arabella Weir, Rufus Hound, Jarred Christmas and Alastair
Campbell).
After some time, though, the initial
enthusiasm seemed to dwindle. Adam and I saw that we’d given too long a lead
time and when people have months to something, by and large, they’ll usually
take it. Eventually the submissions stopped but we were a long way from completing
the film.
Not only that, when we started to edit the
piece together, we realised that we need a different contributor for each line.
This meant we needed four times as many contributions as we’d first thought.
What had started out as an exciting pet
project was starting to become a burden as we tried to figure out how to get
more contributions. A low point for me was waiting in a square in Bradford for
people to come in response to a tweet I’d put out. After half an hour I texted
Adam and said, “I feel like an utter tool” and went back to my hotel. No one
had show up.
But this seems to be a project that won’t
allow its embers to be extinguished, and slowly, clips starting to come in
again after I connected with a few followers on twitter directly.
These guys were not only kind enough to
send clips but also got really creative, something the project really needed.
So here we are, so close to completing. We
just need a few specific lines and we’re there. So my question is, can you
help? Can you help me realise a dream of mine? Normally, I do things by myself
and on my own terms. I grew up thinking that I was the only person I could rely
on so this film has pushed a lot of buttons for me, in a good way. I’m totally
dependant on other people, on Adam my friend and brilliant editor, my friends
for spreading the word and you – for taking part.
If you have a little spare time and a video
camera or a smart phone you can get involved.
We’re looking for clips shot in interesting
locations that perhaps resonate with the line of the poem being reciting.
I’d love to have you involved and every
contribution that makes the final edit receives a credit. The film will be
entered into film festival once it’s complete and you never know, all 200 of us
could be rocking up at Cannes next year to collect our award.
Give it a shot and add your voice. Full
detail of how and what to do are on our website, including how to upload your
footage, alternatively you can email us at info@britiam.org
and we’ll let you know specifically which lines we need recording OR if you’ve
got a great inspiration for different line, go for that too.
Either way, I genuinely can’t wait to hear
from you and look forward to seeing your genius captured on film.
With Love,
Andi x
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