Black Bangs

Oct 24 2011
just found these polaroids of mom at Altamont in 1969. She would have been 64 this week—but this is how I choose to remember her.

just found these polaroids of mom at Altamont in 1969. She would have been 64 this week—but this is how I choose to remember her.

Nov 28 2010
“What came first, the music or the misery?”
I try to imagine my life before I was so involved in music. I simply can’t think back that far. Nor, can I imagine a world where I do not engage in some way shape or form in the process of making, documenting or promoting it. The strange thing is that I don’t remember choosing this path. If anything, I thought I would end up practicing my art—photography. But there is something about this industry-much like an abusive lover- I always return to. It torments and tests me in every way possible, and still here I am. 

What came first, the music or the misery?

I try to imagine my life before I was so involved in music. I simply can’t think back that far. Nor, can I imagine a world where I do not engage in some way shape or form in the process of making, documenting or promoting it. The strange thing is that I don’t remember choosing this path. If anything, I thought I would end up practicing my art—photography. But there is something about this industry-much like an abusive lover- I always return to. It torments and tests me in every way possible, and still here I am. 

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