Just Got Back

Ike Turner, Chafe-to-the-Hensley, M. Larmee,
and a troll with Dave Grohl's unfortunate hair.

I've got a problem:
Whenever I travel, I bring a camera along, but I rarely bother to actually take any photos. It's terrible. I need to get better at that. My New Year's resolutions for 2012, 2013, and 2014 were to take more photos of friends. After failing miserably for two years in a row, perhaps I should finally admit to defeat for this year. Hang it up already.

This past weekend, I went to Kalamazoo (and to Chicago for a night), and I'd really like to share some photos, but I've got nothing from my own camera beyond the ones in the previous two posts. The photos that do exist reside in other people's cameras or F-book pages.

As for now, this photo of Minutes here was taken by Liz Büstamänte last night. She's in a band from Chicago called Stomatopod (great band, great people. I like 'em a lot).

I'd like to send a special shout-out to Ike, Mel, Adeline, Millie, Mark L., Tobi, Chafe, Anne, The Stomatopod Army, The Nation of Rutabega (as if they read this blog--HA!), Boring People, every single person who stood around and watched our LONG sets, and that drunk guy across the street from Mark and Tobi's who was partying (solo) on his porch this morning at 8AM ... blasting Bright Eyes, drinking, shouting lyrics, drinking, wobbling, stumbling, smoking, drinking, lying down, spinning in a chair, pointing, singing, drinking, etc. What a show. 8AM 'til 10:30 ... what a magnificent show. The guy had stamina. He performed for the world, and only two people watched: me and M. Larmee.
(Imagine us, eyes shut, heads down, fists in the air ... "solidarity, brother.")