Johnny D. Styles - ProfilesArchive

About Me

I'm a writer, a director, a musician and otherwise artistic fellow.

Things I like: Strong drinks, Kung Fu, pianos, abstract art, surf music, animals, and my homies.

Things I don't like: Warm beer, cold women, government, organized religion, needles in my eyes, and getting punched in the face.

Caution: My sense of humor may scare you, it is morbid and sometimes shocking. Don't worry though, I don't bite, it is unsanitary.

Future plans: I'm gonna be quite busy in the not too distant future. We're casting for a horror/comedy called DETHBARN, I'm going to do a draft of DRIVE HARD, although some other people are doing their own drafts, I think I can beat them. I guess I'm in a band now, too. I might be in several. I wonder what insrument I'll be playing today? I'm a dishwasher at a bar. These projects don't fund themselves just yet.

My Interests

Horror, Kung Fu, Boxing in a basement, Reading, Writing, Film (making), Film (watching), Teaching self defense to cool people.

I'd like to meet:

I'd like to meet God one day.

Music:

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits, The Doors, Nirvana, David Bowie, The Boys Nextdoor, The Birthday Party, Buddy Holly and the Crickets, Screaming Jay Hawkins, Wu Tang Clan.

Movies:

Six-String Samurai, The Buddy Holly Story, Bubba Hotep, Rumble Fish, Karate Bearfighter, Johnny Suede, Fight Club, Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man, Sin City, Blade Runner, The Road Warrior, $lashers, Enter The Dragon, Suspiria, Phantom Of The Opera (the silent one), Night Of The Living Dead, Evil Dead, Return Of The StreetFighter, Stir Of Echoes, Mad Monster Party, Death Race 2000, Slither, GrindHouse, Detroit 9000, The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension.

Television:

Metalocalypse, Brun Notice, Adventures Of Brisco County Jr., Jack Of All Trades, SuperFriends, Robot Chicken, Good Vs. Evil, Twilight Zone, GhostHunters, Masters of Horror, Gilmore Girls, Tales From The Crypt, Tales From The Dark Side, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, Conan, Letterman.

Books:

The Dictionary, anything by H.P. Lovecraft, Fight Club, And The Ass Saw The Angel, Bruce Lee's Fighting Method, Hagakure: Book of the Samurai, Make Love!*(*The Bruce Campbell Way), anything by Hunter S. Thompson.

Heroes:

None.

My Blog

Johnny Styles Beyond The Event Horizon

Things were rough for a little while but I kept myself busy in whatever I could do aside from drinking myself to death. Though the idea of recreating a good movie such as LEAVING LAS VEGAS was appeali...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 06:26:00 PST

Hateful Bitch

I remember the good old days. Where once we could cram more clowns into a car than Barnum and Baley and listen to Freebird more times than could be healthy, those moments seemed to poison others once...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 10:51:00 PST

Johnny Styles And The Mummy's Tomb

We'd been waiting for a way to get out of town all day long, Kreeper, Jane and I. We'd occupied our time in many meaningless ways. Finally we got ahold of Dirty Judy and Grey Kermit. They showed up ki...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Tue, 21 Feb 2006 07:54:00 PST

Johnny Styles And The Curse of the She-Wolf

It was just another Friday night for me. Once again me and the other Ghouls were all packed into one SUV. The typical SUV seats five. There were seven of us. There was the Reverend Brandon Lee, Proffe...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Fri, 10 Feb 2006 11:22:00 PST

Nice Fucking Day Out.

Nice fucking day out. People die everywhere, an endless stream of suffering flows through our lives like water, people sleep on filthy streets spending their many nights under chrome and glass, but i...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you.

Fuck. I want to drill a hole in my head. I've never been one for reoccuring dreams before. I guess its not even that. Reoccuring characters. This has been the only one that seemed real to me. One that...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Baked potato.

Why should I feel the need to post these fucking things? Nothing makes me more special than anyone else with a keyboard. Take a big knife and cut me open and you'll only discover blood, guts, and shit...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Beware the moon

A light bulb rides lonely on the cieling burning tiny white holes in the retina of my eyes or maybe its the other way around, silent as the moon, sucking stars from the sky and leering and looming dow...
Posted by Johnny D. Styles on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST