a photographer talks

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Night of The Undead part 4 (bands 13, 14)

13) 12:00-12:13 MotorDust


14) 12:20-12:33 Ramores

The Ramores

Night of The Undead part 3 (bands 9,10,11,12)

9) 10:30-10:53 Curious George

Curious George

10) 11:00 - 11:13 Melody Pimps

Melody Pimps

11) 11:20-11:33 Grooveaholics

The Grooveaholics

costumed ladies at the ladies room

12) 11:40-11:53 Rexxxilos

The Rexxxilos

Night of the Undead part 2 (bands 5,6,7,8)


5) 9:20 - 9:33 pm Spasms/Cramps

in the 'wings' waiting

6) 9:40 - 9:53 ICKYPOP


7) 10:00 - 10:13 pm Rude Norton

Nun joins Rude Norton on stage

8) 10:20 - 10:33 Bombshells

The Bombshells

Night of the Undead (bands 1, 2, 3, 4)

Poxy Music

1) 8 - 8:13 pm Poxy Music

2) 8:20 - 8:30 pm Creepy Crowleys

Creepy Crowleys

3) 8:40 - 8:53 Lizard People

Lizard People

8:53 pm Ghosts at the Rickshaw

Rickshaw ghosts

4) 9:00 - 9:13 Greenback High

Greenback High

The 1st four bands were on and off the stage by 9:13 pm and the place was buzzing, the next blog will have 4 more bands.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Randy Quaid part 2

The crowd at the Immigration and Refugee Board of Canada hearing was larger today. Randy arrived walking toward the building, he stopped on the street to talk to a man drinking coffee.

Randy's next court date for Refugee hearing is Nov 8 but there are things to consider his new lawyer stated. Randy read a statement to the press after he had returned to the ground floor. He spoke with a loud clear voice, and only broke when he spoke of his friends who were dead, he asked us all how many close friends had died for us and then his voice stopped and slightly faltered, then Randy told us their names.

So we will need to wait to see what option he picks. As Randy Quaid left he walked toward the edge of the side walk, and shouted Evi over to the post office 15 minute parking and returned to walking with his lawyer.

This last photo is of a man and his boy/bear listening to Randy read his statement.


at my nana's farm in Ontario Nov 2002

This photo is of Keith, my friend who came to Ontario with me and my cat Grinder after my mother passed away. We were packing their pottery for a donation to a gallery that would take place in the spring. We also were packing the house to ship to BC. It was a sad and yet glorious time. This picture was taken at my Nana and Grandpa's farm outside of Verona Ontario. Keith is wearing his poppy.

Growing up in Canada, I had a poppy every year for Remembrance Day and it all seemed very traditional. Over the years I sometimes bought poppies and sometimes not. When I first met Keith, and the first Nov 11 came near, he not only insisted on buying us poppies but we wore them on everything when we went out. He said it was important. I had gone to some of the Nov 11 gatherings at the cenotaph but we never missed one over the years. Keith used to remind me to bring tissues 'because you always cry.' Miss him.

Well yesterday was the 1st poppies I saw for sale (donation) so I bought one and the seller pinned on my jacket. There is some crap about not wearing one this year, you can look that up if you want, I really can not be bothered to do that. Here is a photo in my kitchen with the poppy on my coat, to be worn proudly and with gratitude.



Friday, October 22, 2010

Public or Private

Yes I had things to do today, I was to be taking photos for Hardcore Logo live, at a rehearsal today and yet I forgot. How could I forget, well being old can not be blamed, having no calendar or pen can not be the cause. I forgot.

What I did do today - I went to an Immigration and Refugee Board hearing in Vancouver for Randy Quaid and his wife Evi Quaid. There was every publication and TV station represented there, waiting in the hall, all those press and me. I was the only non press person there. It was a long wait, the Quaids came into the court through a back door and the 1st hearing was to decide if the court would be open or closed to the public and press. The Quaids said yes to an open court room.

I took notes and listed to the court proceedings. I noticed when Evi reached out and held Randy's hand, then she reached and held his arm. They wrote notes to each other on the same piece of paper, writing with a yellow pencil with and eraser on the end. They did not use the eraser. When Evi became upset Randy reached for her. The signs of tenderness amid the proceedings touched me as I watched. Their puppy being at the city pound while they were in jail seemed so ordinary but touching.

The note from the Quaids says: 'Thank you for coming. Yes we are requesting asylum from Hollywood "Star Whackers" Evi & Randy Quaid.'

Yes the Quaids wanted us there, they watched each of us walk in the court and may not have wanted to go through this hearing alone. They are public figures and yet this is such a private moment, their requests to be released, Evi's health issues, Randy's mother's health. I was there, I heard their stories, their plight, I took notes, I took some photos when allowed, but it was the simple reassuring quiet touches that was too private for me to be there. I do not understand the life of stars.