Photo of Tuba Jon, shot during a 15 minute break, testing out the speedlight/lastolite/tri-grip combo

One of my first concert shots - taken with a konica rangefinder with ektachrome 160 pushed to 320. I was only 16 yrs old, and somehow got into a local infamous bar called Merals in Margate, My pal Mark Helm (who was only 17) was in a damn cool local band. My cheap canon scanner doesn't a good job scanning slides, but I was able to convert into b&w and get it going.

Saturday afternoon I visited Jim Gracie's burial spot - an unmarked plot offshore from Ocean City, in Marmora. I took pics with my iphone, recited some Jim Morrison lyrics, and felt like Gracie was somehow in on the pathos, both acknowledging and strangely enjoying it. But it was still fucking awful.

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