Everyone’s showing theirs, so I’ll show mine. 1:00am on Snowmaggedon night, couldn’t sleep so made a picture of my neighbor’s house from my fogged-up front door.
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Everyone’s showing theirs, so I’ll show mine. 1:00am on Snowmaggedon night, couldn’t sleep so made a picture of my neighbor’s house from my fogged-up front door.
Recent WNYC interview and acoustic set by Jonsi (Sigur Ros singer), a stripped-down preview of solo material due out in April. The man arguably has the best high male voice in pop music since Art Garfunkel, in addition to creating a kind of new musical vocabulary - no, not the ‘Hopelandic’ thing, that’s apparently just the gibberish he sings when working out a song’s melody before the lyrics are written.
Backstage at the Thievery Corporation concert last night, the final show of their five-night homestand at DC’s 930 Club. Full-screen it!

From Spiegel Online:
The Sad End of the Orange Revolution
Ukraine will elect its new president on Jan. 17, for the first time since the Orange Revolution. […] The images [then] were reminiscent of Prague in 1968, Gdansk in 1980 and Leipzig in 1989. Russia, which had never overcome the loss of Ukraine, a country of 46 million people, was in shock. Europe, on the other hand, was filled with optimism.
Five years later, Ukraine is almost a forgotten country. The victors of that 2004 election, once feted on Independence Square, are now deeply divided, and the country’s political institutions are paralyzed. […] The country itself is broke, only managing to stay afloat with loans from the West.
And the color orange? It isn’t even being used in the current election campaign.
The full article is here, but that about sums it up. How disappointing, but maybe not surprising. The vibe back in 2004-5 when I was in Kiev for a week was so positive and hopeful (despite being out in the Ukrainian cold all night every night, sleeping during the day in the artist studio belonging to the father of a friend of a friend). Here’s a set of images looking back at when everything seemed possible.
At least my young daughter uses the little orange ‘Yushchenko, Tak!’ scarf I bought on the street there. A quaint antique now.
I’ll be part of an art exhibition/installation in NYC called Never Records, opening this Friday 1/15 in the former Tower Records space. The concept is art and photography presented in the form of mock album covers, music posters, etc (I did a 3x3 foot ‘album cover’ for my Eastern Europe project). Great to share space with work by, among others, X frontwoman Exene Cervenka and the late Dee Dee Ramone.
A Village Voice blurb is here, or visit the event website. Should be a cool show, thanks to organizer Ted Rierderer for bringing me into it.
According to the WSJ ‘Best and Worst Jobs’ (go to the last page), being a photojournalist ranks a few steps above garbage collector in terms of pay, conditions, future prospects, etc. 189th out of 200. (Of course if newspapers keep dumping all their photographers, it may skew the results just a bit…)




A few photos from in and around Ed Becke’s house the other day. He’s my mom’s partner, or boyfriend I suppose. He’s lived in his bay community for most of his 80+ years. Going over there, he’ll show off the treehouse that’s as old as me, the shark tooth collection, old pictures, etc. All of it holds a strange kind of magic, I love hanging out there.
I was sad to learn that singer/songwriter Vic Chesnutt died today at age 45. The NY Times has it here.
I didn’t really know him personally, but he was a close friend of a close friend of mine. Thanks to my friend, Scott Stuckey, in 2002 or so I had a chance to help record this one-off song that Vic wrote and never recorded himself. It was just for fun, with Vic’s blessing.
This was after I had been out of music for a few years. It was Scott’s wife Kristina on vocals, me on guitars (with Bobby Rogers adding the country-ish floating dobro riffs later on), my brother Brad on bass, and our old friend Norman Van der Sluys on drums. Vic was there at the studio for much of the time, and added a vintage, droll monologue bit in the intro.
So here’s our ‘Martinis at Five’ as a final personal salute to Vic Chesnutt, who not only carried on after the car accident that left him paralyzed at a young age, but became a true artistic force. It’s amazing how many productive years he had, considering the physical and psychological struggles that were his everyday life. I suppose in the end, as his Athens-mate Michael Stipe once sang, ‘not everyone can carry the weight of the world’.

Had a great photo event (dubbed ‘Outernational’) last night with fellow members of Metro Collective. It was part of FotoweekDC, we took over the upstairs space at Local 16, a bar/restaurant on U Street.
I was frankly a bit surprised (pleasantly) by the turnout, we must have had nearly 100 people there, many standing throughout. The four DC-based members of Metro showed multimedia slideshows of our documentary work and had short discussion between segments, with our friend Andre Kravchenko from Mondano as host. Simple format of course, but it was amazing how good the vibe was and how engaged people were. We used the word Outernational (nicked with permission from our pals over at Thievery Corporation) to convey a sense of beyond borders, embracing what is out there beyond the line of sight.
The whole thing worked on many levels. I think it’s an encouraging model that deals with the question of how to bring photography to people in fresh ways. In this case, you had the cinematic experience of the photos combined with the living-room intimacy of the setting. Unfortunately, that’s a novel concept here in DC, though in many ways it’s the perfect city for such gatherings, there are a lot of internationally-minded people here who are also quite visually literate.
I felt like people were ‘surprised to be surprised’ by the photography; everyone is saturated with images these days, and maybe becoming a bit numb. But this showed if you present good work in the right way, still photography can really pack a resonant punch.
We hope to do more such events, including one we’re planning for next month geared for students, and an open-air rooftop thing next year when the weather permits. Hopefully we can work out a way for our international members to attend as well. Stay tuned!

Neal and Bill

Steve, Danny, and Neal

Danny and Bill
Here are a few photos from our last Modest Proposal band practice (Neal took the one of me and Danny) We’re in Steve’s basement, he’s got a great setup for recording. Which worked out well since we’re finally capable of playing the songs well enough for recording. David is on his way over from London in a couple weeks, we wanted him to have something to practice to in the meantime.
Our reunion show is a month away now, check out Neal’s latest blog post on WTOP.