Mascot Music Video by Sputnik

Mascot Music Video by Sputnik

This is the story behind the Mascot Music video.


Mascot music video was made in January 2001, I was a year out of high school and I knew everything there was to know about how this world worked. I decided to put my dreams of being an actor aside so I could focus on my Rockstar career. Once I was a bored with the Rockstar lifestyle, I could then pursue my acting career. I had it all figured out, I “knew” what I was going to do.

I’m 19 years old, I had a day job working at the college as a sound tech to get me by until the Rockstar thing started paying. The job paid for my MTA / Foothill Transit Bus Pass, Bass Strings, Gas Money for my friends who I’d peer pressure to give me a ride even though I had a bus pass, and the rest went to Cigarettes and Burger King Triple Cheeseburgers or McDonald’s 39 cent Cheeseburgers.

My band was called Sputnik, every once in a while we made an appearance in a backyard. We were mostly hitting the Hollywood scene pretty hard. Let me rephrase that, we were paying to play the Hollywood scene. We played the Roxy (a lot). When we played the Roxy, we were given tickets a few weeks in advance. The tickets were worth $500. Divided by 5 Band members, that was $100 a piece. If we didn’t pay, we didn’t play. To add another $100 on top of my already extremely high overhead, put me in the position to be broke all the time.




We would usually end up eating that $100 and give away tickets, just so we would have a decent amount of people watching us. That didn’t work out so well either sometimes. I remember eating the cost of tickets and playing to empty crowds.

One evening, I had 8 of those tickets when a hummer limo pulled up in front of the Roxy and this nerd jumped out. I didn’t see anyone else in the car and he was beyond drunk. He started talking to me. The young lad was from the midwest and was visiting Los Angeles. Something spoke to me as I pretended to listen to his story. When he finally stopped talking, I asked him if he wanted a ticket to come see my band play, FREE of charge. He accepted after I told him my only condition was that he go back home and speak about Sputnik so that one day we could play his hometown. He, of course, would be allowed to come hang out backstage and maybe watch from the side of the stage.

I remember seeing him in the crowd when we went up. He stayed for the whole show and said goodbye to me after we played. I made him swear to me that he would go home telling everyone he knew about Sputnik. He agreed as he embraced me on last time. I never heard from this nerd ever again. To this very day, I question why I didn’t make him pay for that ticket. He pulled up in a Hummer limo, he coulda paid.




The Roxy wasn’t the only place we played, we graced the stage of the Coconut Teaser (RIP). This was the same show Jerry’s car got towed all the way over by the 101 entrance on Santa Monica Blvd. This happened before we played and before we were able to get our equipment out of the car. So we had to play with other bands equipment. Luckily, David, our drummer didn’t park his car in a spot that had a no parking sign, so we had our own instruments. We all piled into Davids car afterward like Sardines. We were driving on Santa Monica Blvd when someone said: “Check out this chick up here, she’s hot”. Of course, we all looked, and it turned out we got our first lesson about a particular stretch of Santa Monica Blvd. It was a man. The rest of the evening for that individual was hell.

We also played some small hole in the wall that I want to say was called the “DragonFly”, I’m not sure. I just remember we had to sit outside because it was 21+. We were allowed on stage when we performed, then we had to get out. The walls were covered with gothic decorations and the lighting was like candles to make you feel like you were in Dracula’s castle. I loved it. When we hit the stage, our singer was rocking out so hard that his glasses fell off his face and into the crowd of 5 people that were standing there watching us. Even though there were only 5 people, someone managed to smash ’em.




I accepted those events as the dues that one must pay on the road to becoming a rock star. We continued to play in Hollywood and in coffee shops all around Los Angeles. We would hit up Hollywood clubs like the Key Club and Whisky when bigger bands played and pass out our demos and flyers. This is how I eventually met a slew of Rockstars during the early 2000’s. System of a Down, Disturbed, Korn, Hed(pe) and Spineshank to name a few.

For Christmas of 2000, our singer, Ray, told us he had a surprise gift for us at our annual band Christmas Party. He found a director to direct a music video for one of the songs on our newly pressed demo. I was blown away. If my memory serves me, the director wanted to use Ray’s car in a movie he was filming. Ray asked him about a music video and $500 of Rays hard earned cash later we were going to shoot a music video. When I left Ray’s house that night, I left changed. I walked in as John Regalado and I walked out a man who had a band meeting with a director. I couldn’t believe it, this was all happening so fast.

We met up with the Director at Ray’s house, in his bedroom. We let him hear the songs off our new demo. The director wanted to use Mascot because he said it would work the best. I disagreed, but whatever. This would be the first of many music videos. We set a date and a location. The location was a plastic mold injection factory that Ray worked at. Before he left, he showed us his demo reel. I notified him that I was also a thespian in high school and that he should totally put me in one of his movies. I figured it would be a good way for me to kill two birds with one stone. Get a few acting creds, on the side.

The big day came, we shot the video and he took hours of footage. At the end of the day, we all sat on the side patio of the shop. There was a couch out there and the wall was covered with aluminum sheets. It was the perfect spot for him to conduct an interview with the band. You see, this wasn’t going to just be a music video, it was going to be a full Electronic Press Kit. When we sent this to the record labels, they would be curious to know about us for sure.

Fast-forward a couple of months.

I’m inside of a Palm Reader’s shop on Hollywood Blvd having my palms read. Jerry is sitting in the waiting where he can hear everything that’s being said. We’re in Hollywood to pick up a copy of our Music Video. We arrived too early for the director who was “adding some finishing touches” to the music video. So what better way to waste some time then having my palms read for $10.



Five minutes into the read she tells me I have a Black Aura surrounding me. Someone I know has cast a spell on me because they want me to fail. I quickly try to think of all the wizards I know. No one comes to mind, but that’s ok because for only $10 I can purchase a white candle that will burn away the Black Aura.

$10 doesn’t sound like a lot of money. Then she tells me that I need to burn 10 candles one right after the other. After counting with all my fingers and toes I was pretty sure that meant this cure was going to cost me $100. I looked at her and asked, “That’s $100 right?”. She nodded her head and I said, “Let me ask my friend if he’ll let me borrow the money”. As I stepped through the beaded curtain I could see Jerry sitting on the couch with a “No way dude” look on his face. I motioned to the door with my eyes and we walked outside. “Let’s get outta here”, I said.

We walked down the not so cool part of Hollywood Blvd for a while before one of our Pagers went off. It was the director and he was ready for us. We headed back his apartment and his girlfriend/producer of our video opened the door. She leads us to his office where he had some of the still frames up that he sent a few weeks prior. These are the photo’s you’ve seen in between paragraphs. After a lot of blah blah blah from the guy he opened up Final Cut Pro and showed us the mascot music video.

A few weeks later, we’re onstage at the Roadhouse Coffee Shop in Rosemead, CA. This wasn’t our normal gig here. My first taste in brand promotion came at a young, and I didn’t know that what the term for it. I asked old teachers to pass out fliers for the Mascot Video Release Show. I dropped off fliers at Pennylane in Alhambra. Anywhere I could.

We had it planned out, we would go through our set and at the end, we’d unveil the video for Mascot to the masses. Before the video though, our fans would be treated to a montage that I put together with 2 VCRs. Past Sputnik footage and some stuff I shot for the weeks of waiting for those final touches. Lots of behind the scene stuff that the fans were dying to see.

When we stood at the back of Roadhouse with instruments in hand ready to rock our fans. I saw more people there than any other night I played there. I’m gonna say 50 people showed up and stood outside and inside to watch us play and watch the unveiling of the mascot music video.

I never saw some of those fans again. Sputnik continued to play until we broke up around 2001. The mascot music video was buried in the depth of my closet. Jerry and I decided we were going to do a side project called Effigy with our friend Edgar who was in a band called Defunct. Ruben joined us when Effigy turned into Headmine. This is an era in my life that had its own adventures and car towing stories.

I was always proud of what we did in Sputnik. The Mascot music video makes me laugh now because I remember my mental state. It turns out the world is not what I thought it was. The music industry either…


Bonus! Sputnik Mascot Song from our Demo. Click here to Download the “Mascot” MP3 File

Last updated: July 28th, 2017

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