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05.31
This was taken backstage at the Cabooze in Minneapolis.
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05.30
Lexi has begun to realize that there is more to life than SpongeBob.
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05.29
(nothing posted today)
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05.28
Deb seen through my dirty lens. I let the smudges and spots build up after a dog licked my lens at the Lost Marbles practice space last month. That's what is causing the "smoke ring" around Deb in the second photo.
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05.27
The first time I saw The Black-Eyed Snakes I was with Tim Saxhaug, who looked at me in astonishment. "You've never seen the Snakes?! Hoo boy, you're in for it."
"They're sitting down." I sounded disappointed.
As the Zeppelinesque madness erupted onstage and Al Sparhawk began raging in his chair as if against invisible restraints, Tim grinned at me with a knowing gleam. "Yeah," he said. "They're sitting down."
Sample track: Mexican Half-Stick (3.9mb mp3)
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05.26
Lexi daydreaming in the morning.
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05.25
Angelissa doing what any 10 year old at the dining room table will naturally do when a camera is pointed at her. She also grabbed the camera and caught me at my best.
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05.24
Playing with the lights at the Cabooze.
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05.23
Last night the sound of mean motorcycles roared outside the bedroom window, making Deb want a Harley of her own. "Someday soon," I said.
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05.22
(nothing posted today)
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05.21
A clue from the universe, that reflective road work sign catching my flash in the background of a photo taken shortly after I asked Deb to be my wife. We are so excited. We've figured out how to be artists together. How to dream together. But as the sign says, we've got a long row to hoe if we're ever going to dwell in the woods where we plan to be wed this October amid all of Autumn's glory.
Never mind.
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05.20
(nothing posted today)
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05.19
Jason Marks and A. Brodd are in Gold Standard and The Lost Marbles, respectively. This was taken backstage at the Cabooze in Minneapolis.
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05.18
I find it interesting that on the same day the final Star Wars opens, this article appears in the New York Times. The headline is: Air Force Seeks Bush's Approval for Space Weapons Programs
Some actual lines from the article:
"We haven't reached the point of strafing and bombing from space," Pete Teets, who stepped down last month as the acting secretary of the Air Force, told a space warfare symposium last year. "Nonetheless, we are thinking about those possibilities."
Another Air Force space program, nicknamed Rods From God, aims to hurl cylinders of tungsten, titanium or uranium from the edge of space to destroy targets on the ground, striking at speeds of about 7,200 miles an hour with the force of a small nuclear weapon.
No nation will "accept the U.S. developing something they see as the death star," Ms. Hitchens told a Council on Foreign Relations meeting last month. "I don't think the United States would find it very comforting if China were to develop a death star, a 24/7 on-orbit weapon that could strike at targets on the ground anywhere in 90 minutes."
The Air Force believes "we must establish and maintain space superiority," Gen. Lance Lord, who leads the Air Force Space Command, told Congress recently. "Simply put, it's the American way of fighting." Air Force doctrine defines space superiority as "freedom to attack as well as freedom from attack" in space.
This guy Lord... read his lines in the voice of Darth Vader:
"Space superiority is not our birthright, but it is our destiny," he told an Air Force conference in September. "Space superiority is our day-to-day mission. Space supremacy is our vision for the future."
Spooky.
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05.17
Most people know the F clef by its more common name: the bass clef. The Virginia Tech Music Dictionary mentions that "the modern bass clef sign is, in fact, a fancy letter F with two dots that are on either side of the staff line where the pitch of F is located." The bass player causing the serendipitous accident of light and motion is Tim Saxhaug of Trampled By Turtles. I am enjoying the possibility also that the note he is playing might be an F. That would be pretty sweet. Can anybody tell by looking? Anyone?
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05.16
I feel suspended in a state of ongoing happiness and the Universe has been making an unusual amount of sense lately.
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05.15
Possibly the best Trampled by Turtles show I've ever seen (and I've seen quite a few). Duluth's Homegrown Festival was marvellous this year.
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05.14
(nothing posted today)
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05.13
I remember sitting in the back of church as a young boy, bored with the proceedings and making my own quiet entertainment. I would close one eye to dispell depth perception and with my hand in front of my face measure the size of the distant priest with my fingers. He was about an inch tall when I closed one eye, preaching the Gospel from atop my finger.
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05.12 - 500th post
As she watches her Mother and I fall deeper in love, Lexi's sense of security grows. She's always asked us if we're going to get married, but now she asks as if she secretly already knows. "Someday, perhaps." we answer, and her eyes gleam.
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05.11
I have routinely listened to the if thousands masterpiece lullaby nearly every night for a year without tiring of it. It has become for me the very sound of nightime; a gorgeous sonic cocoon in which to dream.
Sample track: live in Providence (21.7mb mp3)
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05.10
My son Brandon, who was rather bored with the piano recital we attended that day.
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05.09
(nothing posted today)
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05.08
(nothing posted today)
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05.07
For their Homegrown Festival gig, the Snakes wore these really wierd contacts making them very beady-eyed. This was shot after the show under the bar lights.
Sample track: Shine-ola (2.3mb mp3)
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05.06
A gesture drawing of a bass player. This shot was similar of the bass player for the next band (God Johnson) standing in the same spot on the same night.
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05.05
The Lost Marbles had me over to shoot during a rehearsal. I played with the christmas lights.
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05.04
(nothing posted today)
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05.03
Morning coffee and endless conversations are becoming routine. We're making sense again.
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05.02
(No explanation possible)
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05.01
Rasta's a good man and a gifted photographer, well known in the reggae scene.
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