Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#882
MilfredCubicle wrote:He hasn't ruined anything Kay. You just have a big bias against anything Tom does. He's obviously making a fair amount of money with the company

Well, he ruined Blink 182... twice. And you have no idea if he's making money on his AVA projects. I'd venture a guess that he isn't. There can't be more than 5-10,000 people who are buying this stuff, and hiring famous authors, making movies, paying all these people cannot be cheap. If hes making money hes barely making money, and it would seem that he doesn't care. Blink will always be there to pay the bills regardless of his status with the band.

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#884
scoobs wrote:
MilfredCubicle wrote:He hasn't ruined anything Kay. You just have a big bias against anything Tom does. He's obviously making a fair amount of money with the company

Well, he ruined Blink 182... twice. And you have no idea if he's making money on his AVA projects. I'd venture a guess that he isn't. There can't be more than 5-10,000 people who are buying this stuff, and hiring famous authors, making movies, paying all these people cannot be cheap. If hes making money hes barely making money, and it would seem that he doesn't care. Blink will always be there to pay the bills regardless of his status with the band.

And the irony is that he's no longer in blink 182 so that means he will be getting less money than he did when he was a member of blink to pay the bills ... so ... now he's ruined his bank account :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
I was hanging on by a little thread.
Just minutes before I was on a mountain.
I screamed "I can see all."
The ground broke from the sound.
It was all built on nothing.
Caution: the solid ground that you are on will slide from under you.
-Hot Water Music

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#887
scoobs wrote:
MilfredCubicle wrote:He hasn't ruined anything Kay. You just have a big bias against anything Tom does. He's obviously making a fair amount of money with the company

Well, he ruined Blink 182... twice. And you have no idea if he's making money on his AVA projects. I'd venture a guess that he isn't. There can't be more than 5-10,000 people who are buying this stuff, and hiring famous authors, making movies, paying all these people cannot be cheap. If hes making money hes barely making money, and it would seem that he doesn't care. Blink will always be there to pay the bills regardless of his status with the band.


The number is closer to 20,000 at least for the music

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#890
plopbellie wrote:
saltygrapes wrote:
plopbellie wrote:he's used a blue bottle for years :P and if youre talking about that teaser on the last page, thats not even tom. it's ilan :P


uh, that's definitely Tom at 33 seconds

i meant the singing tard.


:lol: You just accidentally gave all the Tom haters a perfect nickname for him!

"The Singing Tard" :lol:
Look: I'm athletic, girl, I've gotten several rec league MVPs.

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#891
He's always been the singing tard.
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Elevator wrote:But hey, pardon me for trying to be objective here. Maybe I should just say "Fuck Tom, he's dead to me, burn his ashes and piss on his grave for ever existing."

Elevator wrote:Haha yeah, fuck Tom! What a pompous shithead.

Elevator wrote:fuck Tom.

Elevator wrote:Yeah, I hope Tom dies and stuff for breaking up that band I like.

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#893
brendan wrote:
scoobs wrote:
MilfredCubicle wrote:He hasn't ruined anything Kay. You just have a big bias against anything Tom does. He's obviously making a fair amount of money with the company

Well, he ruined Blink 182... twice. And you have no idea if he's making money on his AVA projects. I'd venture a guess that he isn't. There can't be more than 5-10,000 people who are buying this stuff, and hiring famous authors, making movies, paying all these people cannot be cheap. If hes making money hes barely making money, and it would seem that he doesn't care. Blink will always be there to pay the bills regardless of his status with the band.


The number is closer to 20,000 at least for the music

Ya I wasn't referring to the music, he can make music for practically $0. Was referring to his books/movies/etc. I'd bet he hasn't sold more than a couple of thousand copies of that book. No chance he made his money back. That digital short thing he released? No clue what something like that costs, but I'd guess it wasn't cheap, and it seems unlikely he sold enough copies to pay for it.

If he can only sell 20,000 copies of an album, he would be lucky to sell a movie to 1/10th of those paying customers, and the cost of making a movie is exponentially more than an album. Only the most die-hard of fans give enough of a shit about Tom to support these endeavors, and that number is dwindling as he becomes less relevant in the music industry.

Tom himself has said he doesn't care if these projects succeed or fail, so its not like it matters anyways.

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#894
scoobs wrote:
brendan wrote:
scoobs wrote:
MilfredCubicle wrote:He hasn't ruined anything Kay. You just have a big bias against anything Tom does. He's obviously making a fair amount of money with the company

Well, he ruined Blink 182... twice. And you have no idea if he's making money on his AVA projects. I'd venture a guess that he isn't. There can't be more than 5-10,000 people who are buying this stuff, and hiring famous authors, making movies, paying all these people cannot be cheap. If hes making money hes barely making money, and it would seem that he doesn't care. Blink will always be there to pay the bills regardless of his status with the band.


The number is closer to 20,000 at least for the music

Ya I wasn't referring to the music, he can make music for practically $0. Was referring to his books/movies/etc. I'd bet he hasn't sold more than a couple of thousand copies of that book. No chance he made his money back. That digital short thing he released? No clue what something like that costs, but I'd guess it wasn't cheap, and it seems unlikely he sold enough copies to pay for it.

If he can only sell 20,000 copies of an album, he would be lucky to sell a movie to 1/10th of those paying customers, and the cost of making a movie is exponentially more than an album. Only the most die-hard of fans give enough of a shit about Tom to support these endeavors, and that number is dwindling as he becomes less relevant in the music industry.

Tom himself has said he doesn't care if these projects succeed or fail, so its not like it matters anyways.


I think the book will reach more people than his core base unlike the animation and comics. The book is a pretty big project that will probably be marketed pretty hard once it's available, it all depends on if it's received well. Love was a pretty successful little independent film and definitely extended out beyond toms core fan base. Supposedly the poet movie is supposed to be a high budget major motion picture funded by rat pac, we'll see if that actually ever comes to pass or is true.

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#896
MilfredCubicle wrote:At the end of the day the dude is staying true and doing what he loves. You guys act like you're his financial advisor or something. I'm sure he's making a profit.

Nobody is saying he should stop doing it. We're just saying it seems like a waste of money. And to assume this guy is making actual profit from any of these things, aside from perhaps his albums, is a big logical leap. I don't buy it.

Re: Tom Delonge To The Stars Demos, Odds And Ends

#897
Has anyone read the Rolling Stones article with the excerpt from Tom's new book?

It was pretty horrible haha Didn't make it all the way through



"You need to start remembering, Poet," Jarabec said. "Remembering your dreams."

"Well," Poet started. "This has been a pretty fucking traumatizing evening, so maybe this one will stick."

"I am sorry," Jarabec said. "I'm sorry for all of it. Since your mother never got the chance, I will train you how to be a proper Poet. We'll start tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Poet scoffed, annoyed that the Dream Walker would even dangle the possibility of it in front of him, only to make him wait. "I'm ready now."

Jarabec held his eyes. "You're not. I can't bring you into the dreamscape when you're this emotional. That's not where you start."

"Look," Poet started. "I'm perfectly capable of—"

There was a loud smash of a dish hitting the floor and Poet jumped, dissolving the rest of his sentiment. A group of soldiers were stalking through the dining room in his direction, their heavy boots clanking and the dishware rattling as they bumped tables unapologetically. Poet jumped up from his seat, terrified, until he realized they were wearing red armor—not black. These were Dream Walkers.

"Christ," Jarabec muttered under his breath, without looking back at them. He drained the last of his wine and then wiped his hands on his napkin before standing. "Keep in mind what I've told you tonight, boy," he told Poet as he got to his feet. "Now there's something I must attend to."

Poet took a step back as the Dream Walkers arrived at his table. Two men and one woman stood in full armor, helmets in their hands. They looked battle-hardened and cruel. The woman had a scar on her upper lip, pulling it to the side in an eternal sneer. One of the men wore an eye-patch, and when he saw Poet looking at him, he smiled, flashing a gap of missing teeth.

Tom DeLonge
A handsome, and intimidating, guy stepped forward and he and Jarabec exchanged a greeting. He turned to examine Poet. "This the boy?" he asked in a thick Australian accent.

"He's not ready, Flint," Jarabec replied curtly. Poet could tell he was annoyed to be wearing a suit and tie while his comrades were decked out in gear. Still, Jarabec gave little pause when stepping in front of him to block the other Dream Walkers' view.

"I say we take him into the woods," Eye-patch called out, "and beat it out of him." He smiled again and the woman next to him laughed.

"Don't look so scared, darling," she told Poet in a British accent. "We'd never hurt that pretty face."

He knew her, Poet realized suddenly, only she looked quite different in the Waking World. She was the woman who arrived the other night while he was working as a doorman. The red dress and the accent.

"Yes, I know," she said, reading his reaction. "I am much lovelier in person." She took a step forward, and Jarabec held out his hand to stop her from getting any closer to Poet. She sighed, and looked at him impatiently, reaching to adjust his tie. "Come now, Jarabec," she whispered. "Remember that I know where you sleep."

"And I, you, Camille," he said calmly. "Shall we take this to the Waking World?"

Camille continued adjusting his tie and then they stared intently at each other, as if waiting for the other to throw a punch.

"Enough you two," Flint said, grabbing Camille's arm to pull her back a step. "Jarabec," he continued, "we need him now. We lost two Dream Walkers tonight in the Dark End. REM's soldiers are laying waste to the city there. We think REM might be there. Poet is our only chance to surprise him."

Jarabec stiffened, but didn't move from his protective position. "I, of all people, understand what the Night Stalkers are capable of," he said in a low growl. "The boy is not ready. He doesn't have control. You will only send him to his doom. I suggest—"

"What the fuck is going on here?" an angry voice called. Poet looked over to see Molly pushing her way past the tables toward them, the elegance of her dress doing little to disguise her fury. "Get out, now!"

Poet was kind of impressed that she didn't seem even the least bit intimidated. They, on the other hand, shifted and glanced at each other.

Tom DeLonge; Suzanne Young
Tom DeLonge with Suzanne Young. To The Stars
Molly continued towards them, apologizing to guests on her way, her expression flipping from professional to furious depending on whom she was looking at. When she got to their table, she marched directly up to Flint, even though he towered over her.

"Have you lost your mind?" she demanded. Flint smiled politely, but Molly slapped the armor on his chest, making him take a step back. "I swear to Christ," she growled, "I will put you down right now."

"Relax, Molly," he said. "We just wanted to see the boy."

"Well, that's wonderful," she mocked. "But wearing armor in the lobby? Do you want everyone to know that you're here, Flint?"

"They're just dreamers," Eye-patch said, pushing forward to stand in front of her, leaning against the table. "The Night Stalkers can't get here—we're not in the Dream World. Now, why so much anger?" he asked. "Sounds to me like Marshall isn't taking care of you like he should."

In a blur of movement, Molly grabbed a steak knife off the table and stabbed it through the Dream Walker's hand, securing him to the table. He screamed and Molly leaned in, pausing near his ear. "I suggest you rethink your tone, Skillet, before I poke out your other fucking eye."

Skillet began to wiggle the knife back and forth, hissing out his pain as it cut further into his hand. When he finally yanked the knife out with a sucking sound, he tossed it on the table, holding his arm close to his chest and backing away. Molly steadied her gaze on Flint.

"You know the rules," she told him. "I don't give a fuck what you do out there," she pointed in the direction of the front door. "But in here, we keep it calm. The Lucid Dreamers come in, have a drink, and go about their night elsewhere. This is a gateway, not a battleground. We don't frighten them here. We've already lost the subway to a new Night Terror." She glanced at Poet, reminding him that it was his Night Terror. "Let's not draw others here."

Flint tightened his jaw, but ultimately, he held up his hands in apology. "Next time I'll wear the tux," he said.

"Yes, you will," Molly said, smiling pleasantly. "Now take your friends and get out. Marshall will be informed."

Skillet sneered at the mention of Marshall's name and it was clear they were more afraid of Molly than him. With one more studying glance at Poet, the Dream Walkers began to leave the room. Flint stopped and turned to glance back at Jarabec. "You coming?" he asked him.

Jarabec opened his mouth to respond, but ended up looking to Molly for the answer.

"Go," she said, waving her hand. "Your suit looks like shit anyway. I'll watch the boy." Poet assumed she was talking about him, and he wasn't sure if he should be offended that she thought he needed a babysitter or grateful that she got the other Dream Walkers out of his face.

"Get some rest," Jarabec told Poet. "Because tomorrow, you're going to get your ass kicked." He offered him a crooked smile and then slipped his hands into the pockets of his suit pants and left the restaurant.



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I was hanging on by a little thread.
Just minutes before I was on a mountain.
I screamed "I can see all."
The ground broke from the sound.
It was all built on nothing.
Caution: the solid ground that you are on will slide from under you.
-Hot Water Music

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