Like the Cold War’s nuclear arms race, or the Space Race at the second half of the 20th century, mankind is currently engaged in a contest to uncover the world’s most bad ass living Russian. Step aside Ivan the Terrible. Move over Grigori Rasputin. Cossack dance home Ivan Drago, ‘cause it looks like ve have a vinner! Comrades, please bow before the mighty Count Tarkan: Bad Ass Russian.
If you don’t recognize this face-punching, beast-beating, bearded Bolshevik, then you may want to put down the Vodka bottle and hit “replay”. Anything now? Well, if the Repo Man in the back of the bar doesn’t give it away, then surely the name Tarakan (Russian for cockroach) does.
Amusingly, I’ve been surprised by how many people have failed to recognize me in this rowdy Ruskie role. I was floored by one encounter where I played the music video for a friend—after telling him that I was involved in the project—and then bit my lip when he innocently asked, “So, were you the Repo Man in the corner?”
This unpredicted beard-induced blindness inspired the video’s director, Spooky Dan Walker, and I to anonymously post the clip on YouTube, drop a few pointed hints, and then see where the icy trail led; we wanted to see if our musical short film could make its mark online without us screaming, “Please watch our video!”
It’s been three months and we’ve breached 30,000 views, including write-ups on pop culture sites like Topless Robot that inspired comments in the form of “What. The. Fuck. Did I just watch? That was very cool, but very very very weird. Even for the internet.”
So… now that the Yeti is out of the sack, please watch our video! If you enjoy it, spread it like Chernobyl.
A big thanks to the crew of rogues who helped bring this project to life, especially Lisette Santana, whose make-up magic made me virtually unrecognizable, and Tammy and Spooky Dan Walker for producing and directing three-minutes of ice-cold badassery. Stoy!