Zachary David Palmer

About

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FROM THELMAGAZINE.COM (2006)
Zachary: An Introduction

Maybe it is the weather or the mayor, the political climate or the copious snow melting into precarious ice but, for whatever reason, in the dead of winter people turn into flakes — listen up, sweetheart: too cold is never an excuse. Oh, but let's not be season-specific: too hot is never a reason, either. Unless we are talking about undressing in public — which brings us to dancing. I am here for all of your bacchanal-news, so this will be the blog you visit daily when work gets banal. I am not much for sleeping, so let my blogs be your one-stop source for all things between 10pm and 8am.

A bunch of smug, hipster manqué bloggers will try to grab me by my nascent blogging-feet and shake me upside-down-baby-style... but they will have to find me first, if they every make it to an actual dancefloor. I am the boy on the speaker in the duct-taped-together cowboy boots. This all-hours medium works because the downtown dance scene is a twenty-four hour partymarket. I will not spoil anyone's "surprise guest DJ" fun, but as soon as whomever shows up I will be blogging it. These postings are all about you, darling — written in the argot of the organic, inspired scene that you and I run in. Send me tips, send me love — go dancing with me, walk-homes are free.

FROM Theatre World Volume 60: 2003-2004 (2006)

Flickr

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Warehouse

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A collection of photographs from August, September, October and November 2010.

Warehouse http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2527991&id=12302624&l=1545612929
Warehouse 2 http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2530664&id=12302624&l=337b3004f7
Warehouse 3 http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2534966&id=12302624&l=4b369d537f
Warehouse 4 http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2536991&id=12302624&l=65441d95ed
Warehouse 5 http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2539466&id=12302624&l=aca5634059

Miami Valley Railroad

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Director: Zachary David Palmer
Director of Photography: Zachary David Palmer
Producer: Zachary David Palmer
Written by: Zachary David Palmer

Shot on location at Kings Island in Mason, Ohio August 28, 2010.

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?Straight?Edge?
Art Show
Cat-Sitting
Career vs Relationship
Clotheslines
Cliches/Phrases
CR: monologue, play, story
Confessions of a...
DHfilm
DJ
Expand Films
Feminism and Dance Parties
The Feminist Movement
Guilty
Hay Han Rep
Jes Ro
Mosaic
Mother
Photo Essay
Poetry
RobSouInc
Stage Adaptation of...
Warehouse: Writing
Warehouse: Photography
CounRec
ComHor
MomConver
ScrTes: Jordanne, Jordanne
The Zachary David Palmer
JZ
Shoes/Boxes

?Straight?Edge?

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Art Show

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Cat-Sitting

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Career vs Relationship

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Cliches/Phrases

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CR: monologue, play, story

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Confessions of a...

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DHfilm

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DJ

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Expand Films

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Feminism and Dance Parties

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Feminist Movement

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Stage Adaptation of...

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Gehyrsumnysse

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RobSouInc

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Guilty

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Hay Han Rep

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Jes Ro

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Mosaic

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Photo Essay

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Poetry

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Stage Adaptation of...

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Theater Résumé

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Awards
2000
2-Star Thespian, with Honors

1999
Overture Awards Nominee: Theatre

Professional
2005
61st Annual Theatre World Awards
Studio 54
Assistant to the Executive Producer

2005
Roundabout Theatre Company
Laura Pels Theatre
Usher

2001 to 2004, 2010
Paramount's Kings Island, Kings Island
Usher Supervisor, Usher
Performer: Cyber Says, Nickelodeon Parade, Halloween Haunt

2000
Encore International
Coney Island Amusement Park
Sound Technician

1999
Encore International
Americana Amusement Park
Sound Technician

Community Theatre
2003
The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Riff Raff

I Never Saw Another Butterfly

Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

High School
2000
___, ___ (Speech and Drama presentation)
Guys and Dolls, Drunk

1999
Inspecting Carol, Rusty Nails
West Side Story, (Shark)

1998
The Crucible, Giles Corey
The Music Man, Company

1997
Cyrano de Bergerac, Quigy
___, Trash
Anything Goes, Featured Dancer

1996
Our Town, Joe Crowell

Oliver, ___

The King and I, ___

Middle School
The Wizard of Oz, ___
___, Stage Manager

Elementary School
___, Rumpelstiltskin
___, Santa Claus
___, Easter Earnie

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(Four couples of various ethnicities/sexes sit in groups of two across the stage. Stage Right: One hand in, one hand out; Second to Stage Right: One hand out, one hand in; Third to Stage Right: Both hands in; Stage Left: No hands in. Words, like a telephone or text message conversation, are either heard via voiceover or spoken in [some form of] unison between the eight performers.)

Drawings

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Cloakroom

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Director: Zachary David Palmer
Director of Photography: Zachary David Palmer
Producer: Zachary David Palmer
Starring: Zachary David Palmer
Written by: Zachary David Palmer

Shot on location at Don Hill's in New York City, November 15, 2009.

Letters

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The L Magazine Nightlife Awards (2009)

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Modeling

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Stephen Dux

StyleCaster, Mark Iantosca

Gastro Chic, Marcy Swingle

StyledOn, Claudia Hehr

Below the Knee

The Sartorialist, Scott Schuman

Brad Walsh

Misshapes

Anna Trevino

Joel Barhamand

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Résumé

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Calendar

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Upcoming
Hitting the Nuts Movie Premiere
Esquire Theatre
October 12, 2010

BowieBall
Santos Party House
October 10, 2010

Halloween Haunt
Kings Island
October, 2010

Past
1 to 61: Artwork by Zachary David Palmer
Michael Gogel and Union Square Lounge present Zachary David Palmer's first solo show and the premiere exhibition of the marker on cardboard work that he has created while on duty in the subterranean cloakroom of SoHo rock club Don Hill's. With music by The Zachary David Palmer.
Union Square Lounge (Below The Coffee Shop)
June 6, 2010
7pm

Coatcheck, coatsfromtheunderground.blogspot.com photo shoot, drawing
Don Hill's
Fall till Summer 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010

DJing
Hosting
The Zachary David Palmer

The Zachary David Palmer

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BOOKING CONTACT
Zachary David Palmer
zacharypalmer@gmail.com

UPCOMING SHOWS
TBA

PAST SHOWS
Tue Mar 18 2008
Snitch
New York City, NY

Fri Feb 20 2004
O'Hooleys
Athens, OH

Fri Feb 6 2004
O'Hooleys
Athens, OH

Thu Jan 22 2004
The Front Room Coffeehouse
Athens, OH

Tue Oct 21 2003
The Union
Athens, OH

The Feminist Movement

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BOOKING CONTACT
Zachary David Palmer
zacharypalmer@gmail.com

UPCOMING SHOWS
TBA

DJ Gigs

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Upcoming Gigs:

Past Gigs:
High Voltage
Sutra
2007

High Voltage
Sutra
February 28, 2007

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All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the suburbs who is drawn to a big city and subsisting from gentrification is expected to make generalizations.
Almost all of the garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all of the cribs are full with children provided for by savings bonds. Almost all of the promises are empty, those that are broken are meant to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs are empty, it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you are used to having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is empty, so much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that, when the family is together around supper, everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors, the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with children who were planned for and are provided with stock options. Almost all of the promises are empty, those that are broken will be paid back. Almost all of the stomachs are empty, the maid is off duty and there is not much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty, the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening enough to be brought home by the parents to their strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty, those that are broken are spoken in a language that is a Creole of Spanish, English and parlance. Almost all of the stomachs are empty, look at the bloated stomachs of children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers and the corpulence created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying out into the families by the beautiful customs of these people.

All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the suburbs who is drawn to a big city and subsisting from gentrification is expected to make generalizations.
Almost all of the garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all of the cribs are full with children provided for by savings bonds. Almost all of the promises are empty, those that are broken are meant to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs are empty, it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you are used to having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is empty, so much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that, when the family is together around supper, everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors, the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with children who were planned for and are provided with stock options. Almost all of the promises are empty, those that are broken will be paid back.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty, the maid is off duty and there is not much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty, the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening enough to be brought home by the parents to their strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty, those that are broken are spoken in a language that is a Creole of Spanish, English and parlance.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty, look at the bloated stomachs of children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers and the corpulence created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying out into the families by the beautiful customs of these people.

All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the suburbs who is drawn to a big city and subsisting from gentrification is expected to make generalizations. Almost all of the garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all of the cribs are full with provided-for children with a savings bond. Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are meant to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs are empty;
it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you are used to
having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is empty; so
much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that when the
family is together around supper everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors,
the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of
the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby
those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with planned-for
and provided-for children with stock options. Almost all of the
promises are empty; those that are broken will be paid back. Almost
all of the stomachs are empty; the maid is off duty and there is not
much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as
common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty;
the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening
enough to the parents for them to bring home those feelings to their
strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that
were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with
unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in
their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are spoken
in a language that is a creole of Spanish, English, and parlance.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty; look at the bloated stomachs of
children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers, and the corpulence
created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying
out into the families in the beautiful customs of these people.

All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the
suburbs who is both drawn to a big city and is subsisting from
gentrification is expected to make generalizations. Almost all of the
garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all
of the cribs are full with provided-for children with a savings bond.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are meant
to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs
are empty; it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you
are used to having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is
empty; so much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that when
the family is together around supper everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors,
the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of
the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby
those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with planned-for
and provided-for children with stock options. Almost all of the
promises are empty; those that are broken will be paid back. Almost
all of the stomachs are empty; the maid is off duty and there is not
much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as
common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty;
the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening
enough to the parents for them to bring home those feelings to their
strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that
were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with
unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in
their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are spoken
in a language that is a creole of Spanish, English, and parlance.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty; look at the bloated stomachs of
children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers, and the corpulence
created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying
out into the families in the beautiful customs of these people.

All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the
suburbs who is both drawn to a big city and is subsisting from
gentrification is expected to make generalizations. Almost all of the
garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all
of the cribs are full with provided-for children with a savings bond.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are meant
to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs
are empty; it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you
are used to having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is
empty; so much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that when
the family is together around supper everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors,
the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of
the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby
those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with planned-for
and provided-for children with stock options. Almost all of the
promises are empty; those that are broken will be paid back. Almost
all of the stomachs are empty; the maid is off duty and there is not
much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as
common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty;
the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening
enough to the parents for them to bring home those feelings to their
strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that
were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with
unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in
their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are spoken
in a language that is a creole of Spanish, English, and parlance.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty; look at the bloated stomachs of
children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers, and the corpulence
created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying
out into the families in the beautiful customs of these people.

All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the
suburbs who is both drawn to a big city and is subsisting from
gentrification is expected to make generalizations. Almost all of the
garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all
of the cribs are full with provided-for children with a savings bond.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are meant
to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs
are empty; it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you
are used to having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is
empty; so much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that when
the family is together around supper everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors,
the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of
the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby
those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with planned-for
and provided-for children with stock options. Almost all of the
promises are empty; those that are broken will be paid back. Almost
all of the stomachs are empty; the maid is off duty and there is not
much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as
common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty;
the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening
enough to the parents for them to bring home those feelings to their
strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that
were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with
unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in
their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are spoken
in a language that is a creole of Spanish, English, and parlance.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty; look at the bloated stomachs of
children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers, and the corpulence
created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying
out into the families in the beautiful customs of these people.

All around me there is urban strife and urban sprawl. A boy from the
suburbs who is both drawn to a big city and is subsisting from
gentrification is expected to make generalizations. Almost all of the
garages are full with family-sized cars in neutral tones. Almost all
of the cribs are full with provided-for children with a savings bond.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are meant
to make strong men and women of babies. Almost all of the stomachs
are empty; it is very difficult to stay replete after dark when you
are used to having three full meals a day. Almost all of the love is
empty; so much energy is spent keeping up with the neighbors that when
the family is together around supper everyone is tired and bitter.
Almost all of the garages are full with luxury cars in flashy colors,
the streetlights and advertisements for the status quo reflect off of
the cars--the cars as agents of the occupants radiate to passersby
those same views. Almost all of the cribs are full with planned-for
and provided-for children with stock options. Almost all of the
promises are empty; those that are broken will be paid back. Almost
all of the stomachs are empty; the maid is off duty and there is not
much food that is kept in the house. Theatre-priced meals are as
common place as the nightly news. Almost all of the love is empty;
the emotions conveyed on the stage are not trenchant and eye-opening
enough to the parents for them to bring home those feelings to their
strident-voiced children.
Almost all of the garages are full with parts from cars and buses that
were worth more in segments. Almost all of the cribs are full with
unplanned children who will see a bail bondsman before taking stock in
their own lives.
Almost all of the promises are empty; those that are broken are spoken
in a language that is a creole of Spanish, English, and parlance.
Almost all of the stomachs are empty; look at the bloated stomachs of
children, the rounded bellies of teenage mothers, and the corpulence
created in the vacancy of any upward mobility. The love is emptying
out into the families in the beautiful customs of these people.