With my Nikon D50, of course.
Attended the Fragile Porcelain Mice show at Pop’s tonight and grabbed what images I could, over a few hours.
Would love to get my hearing back. Until then, I’ll sort through pics. And, since blogger won’t load a doggone photo here, I’ll stick ’em over at my flickr page, accessible to the right.
ahhh, fragile. one of my very first “dates” was to a fragile show at mississippi nights. it was an experience. the boy bought me a long-stemmed rose and told me tales of another fragile show in which the singer used a razor to shave some skin off his chest–then he threw it to the crowd… everyone in the pit dove for it. creepy? yes. genius? quite possibly. i still regret never having seen sinister dane.