GREAT READ

Far-L is the guy that gave me my break in the biz, he is smart, funny and an all around cool dude. It gave me the impression that everyone in porn was as decent as he is...then I met Ed Powers, but I digress

Farrell, I love ya man....congrats.

now Im gonna offer up an easter eg


what does Farrell have to do with the movie "walking tall"

Thanks for this great thread!

He's currently working on an eBook, actually.

lol - good one - somebody would have to do some serious research to come up with that juicy morsel...

I guess the clarification is necessary for those that might not know any better that by "Walking Tall" Mike doesn't mean The Rock in the remake version but the original "Walking Tall" which was a very controversial movie made in the 70's and based on the real life story of a Tennessee sheriff named Bufurd Pusser. That movie was based on a book called "The 12th of August" by a guy named W.R Morris, who wrote a few other books including one called "The Stateline Mob".

Growing up, my brother and I were very fortunate enough to be sent to some of the best private schools in the country. Our pop had gone to the same school that Einstein and some of the other famous physicists had attended in Switzerland and education was critical to both our parents. Although our father made decent cash as an upper management career IBM guy, he was not the one paying for our education. Our Grandfather was on the hook for that. I always thought it was a bit strange that he had the loot to do that since he was a plumbing contractor but never seemed to work in all the years I knew him.

Our pops passed away, sadly well before his father. When our Grandfather died; therefore, the estate was left for my brother and I to deal with. Our granddad lived in Corinth Mississippi right next door to his brother. His brother was quite a colorful character compared to his plumber sibling. We used to hear stories about grocery bags full of cash that he had laying around the house and if we asked about them then we would be told "Oh, your Uncle Nelson is a professional gambler."

When we came to Corinth to deal with things, all of a sudden we started meeting all sorts of folks that we had never met before but who all seemed to know way more about us than we could imagine. And then they started asking us strange questions, like "Well did you boys know about your relations and your family history?" Finally, one asked "Did you know about these books?" So we went to the local bookstore in a dilapidated old mall that was soon to be annihilated by another Walmart and picked up the books. We started reading and did not stop until the last page was turned and the truth revealed.

Apparently, the sleeply little town of Corinth MS during the 1930's was known as "little chicago" for all the hillbilly hooligan shenanigans going on there. Running booze, games of chance, girls that would entertain a fella for the right price and a nice cold bottle of co' cola were all part of the Roadhouse scene. One particular Roadhouse where truckers would stop to lose their paychecks was particularly ornery and this is where a young Bufurd had his ass handed to him by some good ol' boys. There were actually a few buildings with some on the Tennessee side of the border and the others on the Mississippi side. Whenever the law would get to meddling too much then they would up and move one way other the other across the state line to deal with the problem.

Sure enough, the last name of "Timlake" kept popping up in these books starting with a guy named Clyde who everyone just called "Red" who was regarded as the founder of what came to be known as "the State Line Mob". Turns out Uncle Nelson ran the high stakes table in the classier joint.

Reading on we found that some of the people in the book had actually been coming by. One of them was a guy who had a reputation as a mean old sob who used to carry a ballpeen hammer to lunk drunks with and whose house had once been sprayed with a machine gun in some sort of territorial dispute. Now he was going through my Grandparents old antiques while his big billy joe bob friend stood at the base of the stairs with his hand tucked suspiciously in his fishing vest.

This was about the point we started to get really, really scared.

I am not really sure what I was thinking at the time but I became convinced that I needed a gun. I went down to the local gun store where they told me "your id is from California son so you are going to have to pick this up in two weeks." A complete stranger at the other end of the store looked up from the shotgun he was taking a gander at, "Oh don't worry about that - I'll vouch for him - that there's a Timlake boy." Five minutes later I was walking out with a galil .308 that is essentially the Cadillac of AK47s.

We finished loading out then pulled away hauling a trailer of old heirlooms from the back of my grandpappy's plush 5th Avenue. I don't think we let our guard down until we hit the desolate and flat for miles middle of Texas.

you do write well man I love reading it....yer the shit bro...glad I know ya

and you know me...I aint one to pass out idle compliments

Thanks for the compliments but more importantly thanks for giving us the nod for the part we played in your career. We are way more used to folks quickly forgetting at best or besmirching us more typically in an effort to hide and deny their humble amateur entrance into the biz.

I want to tell that green eggs and ham story about Kulkis - Might be kind of fun to do my version then you add your side of it if you are up for it. Maybe Mark would even jump in to lay down his perspective...

Amen, and nice story. :thumbsup

This is seriously some of the best writing I've seen around here. Ever. Stories were coherent, long but not rambling, and grammar and spelling were A+ :)

Plus it was damned interesting. Many thanks!

Great Ambush!!!

And remember kids...

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BTW, I guess I won your contest on page 3 (post 122-126), so please e-mail me the HGV Membership Pass so that I may fap to your content:

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Sent notice to my man Homegrown Chris and he will send that along pronto! Congratulations, and happy fapping.

GREAT interview Far-L!


THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thanks! I'll be visiting the Dad in Seattle sometime in October, would love to buy you lunch and chat if your schedule permits...

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Honored, thank you!

Just let me know the dates and I will plan on it.


timlake at homegrownvideo dot com

Great interview guys.

awesome interview

Greay ambush!

Now that Dave Stotts name was mentioned, this thread is now complete!


"GEDDY LEE IS THE BEST BASS PLAYER IN THE WORLD BRO!"


:1orglaugh

No mention of sweaty butt dances???? Sad....

Oh hell ya... there are some tales to tell there...

Ok. First of all, I might get sweaty at times which has already been stated but I am not the only person that gets sweaty in Florida. Especially during the time when the Internext is going on in the hottest and most humid month during the entire year, there might be good reason to be sweaty. I just have a way of exacerbating the condition.

Back in the day, Homegrown Video joined forces with amateur porn innovators Wild Rose to create Homegrown Cams and we took our celebration of that union pretty darn seriously. After some sushi and enough sake to turn us into kamikaze pilots we decided to follow Danny's lead and jump on a small bus to take us to his favorite parrothead bar in town. I didn't realize there were quite a few of them but I should have considering that Florida is the mecca of Jimmy Buffet fans.

Danny knows how to pick them. The bar looked like Robinson Crusoe built it and staffed it with the saltiest old crusts he could muster. When you drank at this place the bartender drank with you... and not just you... but shot for shot with everyone else sitting at the bar. At one point he left to go handle a problem customer; some kind of hermit crabby old barnuckle had trekked in and was trying to scuttle the tips off the tables before the servers could collect them.

A posse of bartenders herded the guy out before the problem became any worse. The one tending our corner of the palm leafed shack was back before any one's drink went dry. Now that is what they call service in Margaritaville.

All of sudden the old tip pirate was back. This time he was sporting a length of 2"x4" to help collect his doubloons. Our bartender was explaining the merits of Irish barmen when he literally jumped over the bar mid sentence. He grabbed an empty Corona with a lime still stuck in it on the way over to use as a club. You may have heard the expression "walk softly and carry a big stick" but Teddy Roosevelt was no match against "carry a Corona bottle and hit low and from behind". The problem was dealt with within seconds and drinking returned to normal. If Jimmy Buffet was there then I am sure he would have written a song about it.

I didn't need any more excuses to go completely native at that point. I ordered a round for the bar. As soon as all my inhibitions were soaking in a puddle of booze we got back on the bus. I naturally had to cool off so my clothes started flying. I was sweating like someone left on the tub tap and trying to give people lap dances while the bus bounced along. I recall some rather spectacularly athletic pole moves from the luggage rack. I am pretty sure Buffet did write a lyric about it...

"When he was drinking a little
he'd pull his dick out an' he'd fiddle
in the middle of our bus like a goshdurn fool

chorus

he's a porn sailor, a chick tailor, and a frigging flailor but loves swimming
in hot water too
When he's not drinking rum, playing on his drum, then he loves, does love
more than a few
He might me a sweaty guy but don't wonder why you'll leave him high and dry
when he (finally) comes to...

Damn. Have to remember not to post at night after partying...

typo "me" should've been "be"

of course Im up for it and no doubt kulkis would comment too...Aside from being responsible for the whole Mary Carey thing Mark is a likeable fellow with a sense of humor and I know that at the very least his web guy is active here.

Ok... you first then... :winkwink:

Arrrrrgh ahoy me hearties!

Over the years Homegrown Video has been a critical launching pad and/or a booster rocket for porn careers. From starlets like Stephanie Swift and Anna Malle to producers like Mike South, Sweet Entertainment Group, and Dave Cummings. My brother hired the Sweets to shoot the series he concieved and named "Sweetloads". Dave Cummings was selling a few copies of his videos when we took him on. We revamped his boxcovers, and renamed his series "The Sugardaddy" and became the first company to distribute the old guy young woman niche.

Usually we are quite content to watch our little fledglings grow wings of their own and leave the nest. Sure, it hurts sometimes to hear afterwards - "Homegrown, nice guys, but they pay like shit", but what can we say? You don't see us denying it. The part that hurts, and which we often don't get the respect for doing is all the press and hype that goes into launching a new name in the biz. We sometimes have to demean and debase ourselves before members of the press who have heard it all and seen it all before.

And trust me, selling a niche like Sugardaddy is not easy when the writers don't have any interest in it personally. Sure, they have all day to talk to up and coming cute starlets that will suck their cock for an interview but what are you going to do with someone like Dave Cummings or Mike South who, let's give them a big hand, don't suck dick for press.

You have to be a squeaky wheel. You have to beg, plead, cajole, bitch, and moan and set your publicist on them and what do you get? A frustrated editor that finally has to give in and run your bit. So that is what AVN editor Mark Kulkis must have been reacting to when we asked for some press on our anniversary and hitting the milestone of 500 titles.

Sure, he would give us some play. We stopped whining and left his office. Only one month later the AVN came out and our headline, if you can even call it that since it was fairly buried and only sat atop a few lines of text, said "Big Fucking Deal, Homegrown hits 500". That stung, but then he had the nerve to make fun of our names too - crediting us as "the guys with the Dr. Suess sounding names".

That meant war.

We had just launched Mike South's Southern Belles. We even won an AVN award with the series. Mike was getting good press. And that is why we should have never taken him to the Vegas show. As soon as he showed up he had an offer from a cat named Patick Collins to take the series over to Elegant Angel. Mike came up to us to see if we would counter. "I don't know guys, that is an awful lot of money" he told us. We said "go in piece", meaning we would keep our piece and he could go break off his own piece wherever.

At around that same time Kulkis left AVN to pursue production and he was working with Elegant as well.

We had to act fast. We went and got the supplies. Set the trap. Mike and Mark were sitting together in the Elegant booth when the hot breakfast in a styrofoam box showed up.

Mark seemed reluctant to open it. Mike finally opened it for him. That is when they both saw how Homegrown deals its own form of justice. Inside was a pile of green scrambled eggs and a big green slice of ham. Inside the top of the box read the inscription: "I do not like them here or there I do not like them anywhere".

Later on we went up to Mark to make amends. Moff and I stood on either side of Kulkis and smiled as a photog from Hustler snapped us all shaking hands and forgiving and forgetting. Only we were tight with Hustler, and they did us the immense favor of adding "I'm with stupid" and "he is gay" with arrows pointing right at Kulkis onto the black sweat shirts we happened to be wearing.

You mess with the bull... you step in the bull's mess... :winkwink:

NOTE: No relationships have been harmed in the making of this post. Today our relationships with Mike and Mark are quite friendly and professionally respectful. :thumbsup

Aw the good old days when we would prank our frenemies. I miss those times, now its always "lets have drinks and get naked" at every show, snoozies.

The love-hate relationship with AVN did not start with the internet companies. This goes back to the beginning of its history. Everyone loves when they are getting good press and reviews but everyone hates when they feel AVN is not catering to their special needs. However, not many ever actually get ridiculed for their names so leave it to team Homegrown to seek revenge for the "Dr. Suess" crack.

During a big AVN fundraiser fan friendly event at The Roxy in Los Angeles we crashed through the side doors of the club with a gigantic dragon float carried by a dozen people for each of its three sections, blasting smoke and shooting sparkle blasts from its mouth, then a float of rolling waves, and finally followed with another float that was a giant oyster. A military fogger blasted forth and filled the room with a thick cloud that flashed with the dragon's laser light eyes and various strobes to make the Roxy seem like a magical box containing a storm of thunder and lightning. We had a drum and horn procession jamming jungle jazz musical mayhem around the dragon while Slash's band was hitting the stage but we had already made arrangements with them to give us a fanfaire appropriate to the moment as well. Luckily, the club manager said he was fine with everything as long as we didn't set anything on fire...

We dropped the oyster on the stage whereupon it opened up to release a bunch of pearlescent balloons and a burlesque fan dancer who shook and shimmied while we terrorized the audience for about 15 minutes then flew back out leaving a crowd of shell shocked mooks.

Revenge is not only sweet. It is also entertaining.

Best part about that night was the "Spinal Tap" moment when the giant oyster wouldn't open up on cue to let the exotic dancer out.

The band was repeating their riffs, then started looking around at each other wondering if they should play on or jump in to pry open the oyster.

After about 5 tense minutes and some prying by the stage hand it opened and the dancer popped out- a little out of breath and wobbly but alive nonetheless.

And expensive hard work it sounds like....

pics?

I sure hope the balloons had your company name on there somewhere so at least the shell-shocked fans could look up/for the crazy ass fucks with the dragons & oysters were LMAO

Trust me, we had it covered. This is the kind of stunt that we used to get into mainstream mags like Buzz, GQ, Cosmo, and many others.
:winkwink:

sleazy you are a slob

Hard work? Sure but what is wrong with that? Expensive, no way. We are of scotch heritage, one of the stingiest genetic pools out there.

John is committed to his craft and continues to stick to that vision to empower directors to produce their own great content. This model is why Evil Angel is who they our today and I am happy to be with such a great company.

When I was first starting out in the business Farrell and his brother Moffit were some of the first people I met. Back then I was shooting Amateur porn out of my house in San Diego and running amateur porn websites. I think I also remember doing some graphic work for homegrown but I suck at graphics so we won't go there ;) Anyway, I will aways respect the homegrown family for the help they provided us back then and the great times we had.

Thanks for everything Farrell and I consider you a good friend!! Good times...

Great memories!

Please tell John and Trisha that I say hello. Trisha Devereux was one of the models that participated in that shoot with Fisher, Hutton, etc. Great people - please give them my fond regards.

Look Ma, I'm in the Porn Hall of Fame!
 

Getting inducted into the AVN Hall of Fame this year at the AVN show... Since they won't be letting me up on stage to spew some drunken rant I have been preparing a speech here: www.homegrowngazette.com.

Excerpt from Far-L's AVN Hall of Fame acceptance speech:

Amen, brother...and congratz! :thumbsup

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Congrats Farrell! Hope you are well bud.

congrats. good bump

bump for my favorite brothers!

Happy New Year Moff and Far-L

It seems like only yesterday I was at the Orgy for World Peace.
ah memories

Dude......