This was during a Hendrix song. Somebody had to take the solo---why not the banjo guy? I can assure you, it ROCKED!

April 3

Van Wilkes show at Dan Electro's, Jan. 29, 2005

Big Al and Van Wilkes

Big Al

Melissa at Dan Electro's

Lisa, P. Jeff, and April

April's beautiful smile

Sean

Jim, Greg, and David

Greg foreground 2

Phil, Greg, and David 1

Cari

Carrie 2

Greg and David 1

Greg and David 2

Greg and David 3

Phil and Chuck 2

Phil and Chuck 1

Phil 1

Carl 1

Jim 1

group 1

Drummer from Potroast. Now, I know the secret spot where you stand with your camera and the drummer gets all the magical light!

Marguerite (If I've horribly misspelled her name, please send corrections to Mojo_peace4@yahoo.com. Sorry, doing my best!)

This is how the art version of the photo of Calvin, below, appears in the Deviant Art gallery. You have to have a title for those entries, so it's called "Story To Tell."

Blurry Scott Daniels -cool effect and all, once. I wish some of you guys would hold still. Wait. No, I don't. *cheesy grin* Keep rockin,' sooner or later, I'll catch up.

Calvin and Scott

JP Conga

Danny with Tye Dye Productions / Sound.

A little fuzzy. Calvin Hall, Jr. with the Scott Daniels Band

I waited and waited for this shot. No flash.

Tinkering around with Calvin's profile.

Randy and Scott. Too blurry to use, probably, but I like this view, anyway.

Scott laughing - shot with flash

Another one that's too fuzzy.

Scott 3

Scott 2

Scott 1

Sky Pilot noodling / Alan Cunningham, your Wingman.

Zwee at Dan Electro's Saturday 12.08.05

Zwee ~ the kind of story...a brother and sister getting along and creating beautiful music together...that makes a mother want to cry. With envy.

Frank Zwee (Zweback)

Jessica Zweback 1

Jessica Zweback 2

Jessica Dancing

Original shot of Zwee Sax

Zwee Saxaphonist. On the CD, the name listed is Bobby Navarro. If this is not the same person, I apologize and please send corrections to: Mojo_peace4@yahoo.com. Thanks.

And isn't it ironic...don't you think?

Don't laugh, I still listen to Jagged Little Pill. Or, I would, except that on New Years' Day, someone walked past my car and swiped my entire CD collection out of my vehicle. Combined with being robbed at gunpoint some five days later, I'm wondering why 2005 has thus far been a year of attempts to divest me of my stuff. I don't think I've been particularly materialistic or covetous up to this point, so it might be a lesson in the opposite, since I am pretty irresponsible and careless with my own stuff. Maybe it's all about cleaning out the floorboards in my car and taking better care of the CDs I have left, I dunno.

I don't think 2005 got the drop on me in the right places, though. I read back over the words I wrote two weeks ago and I can only imagine and shudder to think that if I'd have corked it in the robbery, what a sappy fucking eulogy. But ya know what? It's fine. I meant every word. I'm clear on all that, it's the times we should have said "I love you" and didn't that may be the last things we ultimately remember. And man, that would suck. That's the lesson in 2005. That, and take better care of your shit or someone might just divest you of it.

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guitar guy from Potroast 2