People romanticize small town Saturday nights. This looks like another sucky night at the Legion Hall to me. I'll bet that drummer couldn't keep time on a Rolex. The two old guys are scowling because they're afraid somebody might be having a good time. Still, this is my favorite picture lately, because those dancers are sure making the best of it. Stolen from Big Rock Candy Mountain.
3 comments:
Great photograph.
These old fuckers really do look like they'd rather be at a lynching party, or picking up the leftovers from a gang-bang.
Nice of you too remind me, too, of how much I like Camper Van Beethoven.
"Life Is Grand"; "Then Play On".
I am not much of a party animal at the best of times, and the best I've encountered from a Halloween Ball was that reading by Bukowski in Detroit, Oct. 31st, 1974 I posted earlier in the week. I could do without the audience participation, mind you.
Fuck. I just realised; I AM one of those old scowling bastards.
Camper is something of a local band. The play here about once a year, and I have been to see them somewhat recently; like five years ago. Yeah, I'm a party animal alright. No holding me back. I try not to look too cranky about the whole goddam thing.
I bought their first two albums on CD sometime in the late 80's - I liked "Sad Lovers' Waltz". "Key Lime Pie" was a great album. "Sweethearts" and "All Her Favourite Fruit".
Clearly, I am a huge fan of 'feel-good' tunes.
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