Back in October
When I was accounting the drab stories of our tour last fall (I, of course, never finished my narrative), I believe I mentioned that many photos were taken and that I'd eventually post them. Well, I have yet to see the photos taken with any of the digital cameras along for the ride, but Fido did finally scan the three Polaroids taken. His plan was to take one photo after each performance, but the camera fell off a table, jammed, and took seven pictures of the celing of the Slipper Club in Madison, WI and we never replenished the film.
The neat thing about Fido's camera is that it is thirty years old and each Polaroid he takes with it develops looking like it was taken in 1976. Even cooler, Fido's entire family history has been taken with this camera, so his photo collection has a very nice symmetry to it, in both color and design.
Friday, October 7, 2005, Marquette, MI
On the left is Mike Waite, a truly great singer who opened the show with speaker stands he fashioned out of birch tree trunks. Next is his sister, and our close friend, Nora who had driven up from Ypsilanti with her then boyfriend, and another of our closest friends, Mike. To the right of Nora is the Crone, the Pope, Peabody, the just mentioned Mike, and Crazy Bear (Not Spider Ace). I took the picture.
In this photo, you see Peabody's aversion to clothing. This is what we see about 86% of the time spent out on the road with him. Directly after this photo was taken, Crazy Bear (Not Spider Ace) put on one hell of a vaudevillian-esque show employing only his hat and a pair of pants.
Saturday, October 8, 2005, Houghton, MI
There are only three girls in Houghton and all of them were at Kevin's (upper right corner) party. I am in the back, drunk, and holding the book I foolishly bought for $20. Had I conserved my money in those first two days on the road, I would have been able to buy the pristine first edition copy of E.B. White's Quo Vadimus, pub. 1939. I had never seen this book before, though I had heard of it being a huge fan, nor have I seen it since. So be it.
Monday, October 10, 2005, Minneapolis, MN
Ladies and gentlemen, that's Peabody and the Pope JC with Hott Boxxx and a bunch of other people. I'll have to describe this show at another point as I should be on my way away from a computer and the debauchery that happened this night shall not be glossed over in a single paragraph.
Stay well.
The neat thing about Fido's camera is that it is thirty years old and each Polaroid he takes with it develops looking like it was taken in 1976. Even cooler, Fido's entire family history has been taken with this camera, so his photo collection has a very nice symmetry to it, in both color and design.
Friday, October 7, 2005, Marquette, MI
On the left is Mike Waite, a truly great singer who opened the show with speaker stands he fashioned out of birch tree trunks. Next is his sister, and our close friend, Nora who had driven up from Ypsilanti with her then boyfriend, and another of our closest friends, Mike. To the right of Nora is the Crone, the Pope, Peabody, the just mentioned Mike, and Crazy Bear (Not Spider Ace). I took the picture.
In this photo, you see Peabody's aversion to clothing. This is what we see about 86% of the time spent out on the road with him. Directly after this photo was taken, Crazy Bear (Not Spider Ace) put on one hell of a vaudevillian-esque show employing only his hat and a pair of pants.
Saturday, October 8, 2005, Houghton, MI
There are only three girls in Houghton and all of them were at Kevin's (upper right corner) party. I am in the back, drunk, and holding the book I foolishly bought for $20. Had I conserved my money in those first two days on the road, I would have been able to buy the pristine first edition copy of E.B. White's Quo Vadimus, pub. 1939. I had never seen this book before, though I had heard of it being a huge fan, nor have I seen it since. So be it.
Monday, October 10, 2005, Minneapolis, MN
Ladies and gentlemen, that's Peabody and the Pope JC with Hott Boxxx and a bunch of other people. I'll have to describe this show at another point as I should be on my way away from a computer and the debauchery that happened this night shall not be glossed over in a single paragraph.
Stay well.