From the previously mentioned Delaware/Maryland “Trip”, Ryan and Bully in a canoe, I snapped this photo standing on a dock (where I was fishing for dinner) right after a summer storm. Many questions with very few answers. Where did they get the canoe? Why were they in it? Where were they coming from? Best not to think too much, just wave, just smile, keep fishing, keep things simple. There was a huge hawk who lived in a tree right up the hill from the farmhouse where we were staying. If you went near it the hawk would swoop down and chase you for miles. Best not to go near the tree. Avoid the tree. Keep fishing. Maintain. Don’t lose your mind. KEEP IT TOGETHER.
Heather K., 1996, at the Show Pony. Note the posters of the era: Pj Harvey, Wu-Tang, Swirlies, Bardo Pond. Oh shucks, Heather! Heather was as Philly Scene as Yeungling Lager, any party, any show, any street, there she was, oh hey Heather what’s going on? Then one day you’re looking through your old photos and you’re like, oh shoot Heather, it’s been what, years? I totally forgot…whatever happened to Heather? Man. I hope that doesn’t happen with me some day. I think I’m getting sad now.
Eric Wareheim of outrageous Tim and Eric fame, in his room, doing his thing, 1996. Posters I can recognize: I Am Heaven, The Rentals (aw!), the first Ink And Dagger show (@ the Show Pony, w./Swag — pre-pre-pre Favourite Sons), the Cobras (Wareheim+Yerves+Ziemba), and PJ Harvey again. This is around the time when Wareheim and I were recording our own commercials for forties we happened to be drunk on at the time. The Stallion X one (pronounced Stallion “Ten”, we figured) was shot in a bath tub. One night we got in this big fight, wrestling on the floor and I think Eric was strangling me when we both suddenly got up, brushed ourselves off, and said, “Why are we fighting? Crap, it must be the forties.” That’s when we quit drinking forties. Smart idea, right?
In Baltimore, with Lyin’ Ryan and Beatles, probably early 2001. Pretty sure Moira snapped this one. Not really recalling the story behind this one, except both dudes were living at Bmore at the time — Ryan was in school and Beatles had moved there because he had a dream that told him he had to. Yeah, pretty hazy on the details, but I bet we had a good time! Great dudes!