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NOTE: This is an episodic about a motorcycle club, The Sons Of Anarchy Motorcycle Club Redwood Original, or SAMCRO for short.
SONS OF ANARCHY, Episode #304, "Home"
Executive Producers: Kurt Sutter / Art Linson / John Linson / Dave Erickson
Director: Guy Ferland
Casting Director: Wendy O'Brien, CSA
Casting Associate: Chris Gehrt
Location: Los Angeles
Shoot Date: May 25 to June 3
[HEAD-RED] In his 20s, Caucasian, this redneck tweaker who deals crank leads a group of violent men to rob Honey...GUEST STAR (17)
[DOCTOR] This doctor at a convalescent home is sensitive to a new patient's pain...CO-STAR (28)
[FILTHY PHIL] 20-35 years. A future prospect who hangs around the SAMCRO clubhouse. Should be able to ride/have license...RECURRING (34)
First off, I didn’t have a license.
What you’re looking at is the message I received on May 17th 2010. It was my 2nd wedding anniversary. I went home and tried to find an episode of SOA to watch. It wasn’t on Netflix streaming yet, it was barely legally online at all. I found episode 201 on Amazon, bought it and gaped open mouthed at the screen as Gemma got raped by Henry Rollins. (Spoiler Alert?)
This was the beginning of my life with SAMCRO.
It’s been fun to look back at this message and some of the others I got around this time. I had absolutely no clue what was happening around me. I barely remember my first day on set. Katey was the first person I met whom I recognized. She was sitting in the makeup chair next to mine getting her cleavage scar applied. She was kind and gracious. I was desperately trying not to look at her boobs and get fired the first day.
That meeting was an indication of what was to come. Every person I met, cast or crew, producer or PA, made me feel at home. Each experience was more surreal than the next, as these people at the top of their game each went out of their way to make me feel welcome. This was how it was for my 3 years on the show. They are all true professionals and I only wish I got to work with each of them more.
Getting killed off a show is a weird thing. Everyone sees you survive the previous season so they assume you’re still working well into the start of the new one. I’m sure somewhere in my contract it says I ain’t allowed to say anything, so I only informed my closest friends. At least they got to enjoy dropping inside jokes about exploding heads every opportunity they got, as with losing any job- especially the best one you’ve ever had- laughing helps. I’m just glad the episode finally aired.
To the fans of SOA: Thank you. I’ve had nothing but positive experiences encountering you guys and I appreciate the kindness. Charming is a gnarly place this year, buckle your seatbelts.
I hope you enjoy the rest of my ride through this crazy business. There may be no more Filthy, but I’ll find a way to get in your houses unannounced. In the meantime you can find me on twitter, facebook or instagram. Hell, I may even have more time to write on this blog.
Two weeks after I got capped by that bastard Timmy Murphy I went to North Carolina and filmed an episode of one of my favorite shows, Eastbound and Down. It’s in the middle of their season and is fucking hilarious.
So watch it.
I sing. It’s…….awful.