3.28.2007

So close

Sometimes you are afforded an opportunity that will either live up to your greatest expectations or leave you dribbling in a messy pile of the blues. Last night was one of these golden moments. I was unexpectedly handed a ticket to see the greatest ever indie band, The Pixies, play in a very small,intimate venue; The Northcote Social Club.

The photos I have don't do it justice and I vow to take a better camera next Wednesday when I see them again.








I'm not a highly emotional concert goer really, not when it comes to heroes. But when Frank Black was screaming out the words to "Tame" my breath caught in my throat a way I haven't experienced in years and for that I say thank you.

3.06.2007

dream life

I dreamt I was the muse of Henri Cartier-Bresson last night and that he discovered me in a Sportgirl. What ever could this mean?