His acoustic songs are catchy as hell. I found myself singing along to songs I haven't even heard before that night. When he's not jamming it out with his acoustic he's tearing it up with his band The Chilling Details. Give um' a listen if you get a chance.
07.19.09 You ever have the feeling that you're in the presence of someone not of this world. You feel as if you're about to witness something so incredible that the greatest pain is not having every single person you know with you to share it with; and those same people are going to all have to sit through a 2 hour phone call just so you can try to accurately describe how awesome it was?
I thought it was going to be just another epic night with my blues buds, Friends of Adam, as they always are. But as expected they always have a lil' something that'll drop your jaw to the floor.
This time they were the opening band. If the F.O.A. is gonna open for someone, than good god, who's comin after? This time it was the Darby Slick band. If you've never heard of him I guarantee you've heard the songs he's written. The one he's most famous for is Jefferson Airplane's "Somebody to Love." You know the one. This man's unquestioned rock authority needs no explanation, if you ever get a chance to see him play, you won't doubt it either.
He went nuts, straight up psychedelic rock straight from the days of bell bottoms and tie dye t-shirts. And to see him in all places, Hawaiian Brians. There he was jamming with his double-necked fretless guitar, tearing it up like no one I've ever seen! He invited the F.O.A. towards the end of the night for one last jam session. At that point Darby Slick stood up, started going crazy with his guitar, pounding out note after note flawlessly, and rose to the mic and yelled "That's how we did it in the 60's!"
We did it! Aahh, sweet validation. The Dept. of Public Works has successfully conquered the stairwell at Borders (ward). It feels good to be surrounded by such passionate individuals. I honestly think I have more fun seeing my friends/fellow Dept. members work than my own up there.
In the end, I truly believe this isn't about me or some pretty pictures. Its about inspiring one another to achieve what we normally couldn't on our own. For me, its about those people in the images up on that wall. I get to share how much their music means to me. And I get to share that with the world, seen through my eyes.
Its proof that even after all that I've been through these last few years, I can still stand up proudly with those who inspire me.
All shot with my trusty lil' Canon XT and my best friend, the 50mm/1.8. Which I didn't realize till I framed them all. Weird. Sometimes simplicity, shallow pockets and a great passion for your subject makes for better images.
Come down. I know most of you hang out in the photo section anyways and to get there, ya gotta walk up those stairs. I know you guys and gals won't be lazy and take the elevator.
Here's a few shots from Before Fire's showcase at Sand Island R&B. Its nice to know there's still a place were a guy can go to lose 50% of his hearing and 75% of his neck movement in a single night. Good times.
Just wish I didn't always feel like I should go home and take a shower with a hose from all the smoke, whenever I show up.
Say what you will about the island's music scene going down the tubes, but every now and then a band will surprise you. There's always that one band you can latch on that makes you eat your words. Anna Bannana's held yet another Metalfest a few months back.
I walked in with very low expectations and figured I'd probably just see some old friends and wander around outside.Â There was one band I went to see. My friends, Before Fire, perhaps one of the heaviest bands I've seen on the island in years. As usual, it was hard to run around in circles headbanging, avoiding getting elbowed in the head while trying to take photos. Probably not the smartest thing to do. With the sun falling as they played and the batteries dying on my Speedlight, I did my best to capture the verocity that was Before Fire's set.
04.25.09- Last Saturday rocked! My bud, Katie invited me to go check out her team skate during the first Derby event of the season. I headed over the H-3 to the Kaneohe Marine Base excited as all hell to check out some friends tear it up on asphalt once again.
Under the boiling mid-afternoon sun these women still put on their A game. The crowd was as hyped as usual, cheering on their favorite ladies take on an onslaught of rollin wheels and flying elbows. The OOOOHHHH's, WHOOAAAHHH's and OUUUCHH!!!'s from the sidelines entertained me as much as the screams from the sidelines of the girls themselves trying to motivate their teammates. I admit I had to completely stop what I was doin and recompose myself after when I heard one of the women from the Voluptuous Vixen's pit area scream out, "GIVE THEM PAIN!!!"