David M. Green: Purveyor of fine humour

Tag: University

  • Popping voxes for RMITV

    The other day I swung by my alma mater, RMIT University, to record a short promotional video for RMITV Student Television at the university’s O-Day celebrations.

    And I had a freaking fantastic time!

    Basically I walked around with a talented camera-operator named Emma (didn’t catch her surname), doing vox-pops and joking around.

    We recorded about 40 minutes of footage, 15 of which was really good (in my opinion, anyway).

    Someone else edited together a 7 minute video for the Student Union website, which featured some fancy cut-away footage spliced in there and a “best of” the day’s vox-pops.

    They also did that thing where they cut to a second camera that I’m NOT looking at, while I’m doing my PTCs (pieces to camera), and which, if I can be honest, I absolutely hate.

    It makes it look like I’m presenting on Video Hits or some teen show where they assume the audience is so depraved of an attention span you need to keep putting in cuts to the same thing from different angles. Sometimes they change it to black and white or put it in slow motion as well. At least RMITV didn’t go that far…

    Seriously though, great edit. It’s far more swish-looking than I could manage. It’s supposed to be on the Student Union website, but I can’t seem to find it… Little help?

    But anyway, I acquired permission to upload ALL the good footage to the Internet here so YOU can see the good stuff that didn’t make it to the official video.

    So here they are separated into three easy-to-digest videos!

    #1 – Who are you & what are you studying? (Keep your eye out for a cat and a giant bowling pin…)

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    #2 – Are you a member of a club or society? (I make two Thai girls sing their national anthem in this one!)

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    #3 – Have you heard of RMITV? (Turns out some people understand television better than others…)

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    I think I displayed just the right amount of smart-arseness. What do ya reckon?

    Everyone there at the RMITV stall was a pleasure to work (and slack off) with. I wish I could do this sort of thing everyday!

    Kind regards,
    David M. Green
    And that was a damn fine shotgun microphone.

  • Newsflash: I’m moving to Melbourne!

    Hello!

    Well yes, as you can guess from the title of this blog, I have indeed reached that point that every young Adelaidean reaches when they realise they must leave. After much speculation I can now officially announce that I’ll be moving to Melbourne in mid-February to study a 1-year post graduate diploma in journalism at RMIT University. Hopefully this will give me some legitimate media skills that will make it harder for me to be replaced with a computer (ala my stint as a panel-operator at SAFM).

    But why go to Melbourne to do journalism? Can’t you do that in Adelaide? Good point and well made. Sure, I could do journalism at Uni SA’s fabulous Magill campus. But what would be the point? The radio elective practical is reading the news on Radio Adelaide. Whoop-dee-doo. I’ve already done 4 shows on Radio Adelaide, each with 13-week seasons, plus 27 weeks of  student radio. I want a new scene. I want a new audience. Melbourne’s where it’s at. And I do hope to make the most of my time there and do some more comedy, radio and possibly some TV. They have RMITV after all, where Rove and Hamish & Andy cut their teeth. I couldn’t recommend eating glass. Not even for a freak show segment…

    So the plan is to get over there, find a place to live, possibly some student-type accommodation, study journalism, find a new casual job, make new friends, continue writing comedy and recording sketches and voice-overs and basically live the dream. Piece of cake, right? It’s going to be a big life change, but it’s something I have to do. I’ve really enjoyed the last 2 years since I finished my behavioural science degree at Flinders University. I did some community radio, worked for SAFM, stopped working for SAFM, went back to community radio, dated a wonderful girl named Jemima, wrote a novel that no publisher is interested in, applied unsuccessfully for about 40 different radio jobs, somehow tricked Triple M into letting me and some friends make a once-off comedy show, waited by the phone as promise after promise failed to materialise and miraculously got probably the best casual job possible at the Palace Nova cinema. But I can’t keep doing this forever. I can’t keep mooching off my parents. I’m 22. I need to get a proper job. And there’s only one thing I want to do, and it ain’t working at a cinema full time. It’s radio. It’s comedy. It’s goofing off in front of a camera. Sure, journalism isn’t the definitive answer, but it’s a step in the right direction. I’d rather read the news at a country radio station or be a newspaper reporter than serve customers at the candy bar 40 hours a week. Something’s gotta give! And if it means getting a job as a journalist in order to support myself and pursuing comedy-related ventures on the side, then that’s the way it has to be. As Mr Mister said: Welcome to the Real World.

    So appreciate photos like the one above, because there will be less images of David M. Green with Stobie Poles orderly alined in the background. In 2010, I’m living in Melbourne.

    Kind regards,
    David M. Green
    Live in Melbourne? Be my friend! Reasonable prices.

  • Mr David M. Green BBSc (Psyc)

    Greetings to you!

    It’s my great pleasure to inform you that I, David M. Green, am now a university graduate! I graduated from Flinders University, South Australia with a Degree of Bachelor of Behavioural Science (Psychology). So now I can stop just putting “BS” at the end of my name (for obvious reasons), and add the other “B” and the little “c”… and the “(Psyc)” bit too, which to me seems like overkill anyway… but hey, what do I know?

    For proof of my graduation, see the photo below of me in my academic dress (that’s me on the right):

    Getting to wear a mortarboard was one of the main reasons I chose to go to university in the first place; Mortarboard, student media, avoiding getting a job and something about a degree (in that order). I received many a jest at my hood, which was coloured pink, allegedly to represent the field of psychology… I guess it makes sense, something like 85% of the students in the course were female… oh yeah, add that to the list of reasons why I went to uni!

    Now, I don’t imagine I’ll be going back to university any time soon, so instead of actually purchasing my ceremonial academic clothes, I hired them from the university for a whopping $50! And I had to give it all back on the same day! Outrageous! I at least wanted to get some of my graduate friends together and head on down to the unemployment office to rattle some cages, but they all returned theirs straight away. So instead, I decided I’d get the most out of my hire clothes by going home and hanging around the house for a while, before taking the clothes back in the evening… (my graduation was at 11am and the clothes didn’t have to be returned until 7pm… hehe!) Hey I paid for them didn’t I?

    So as you can see in the photos below, firstly I took the gown off (after lunch of course) and relaxed for a while with a little wholesome daytime television:

    Then, as it was such a nice sunny Adelaide day, I decided to get in a bit of exercise:

    But then I forgot I was supposed to mow the lawn:

    So I quickly gave the lawn a once-over and jammed on back to Flinders University to return my grass-stained gown with 20 minutes to spare, and with the university staff none the wiser… Of course if any of them are reading this blog entry they’d now know the whole story… but who cares? I’ve already graduated! Hahaha!

    Academically yours,
    David M. Green BBSc (Psyc)
    (Mortarboard = smart. Mortarboard that’s too small = forehead like a Klingon)