This was not the first time I had seen Fugazi, but it was one of the most memorable. Back home it had become a given that if they were coming to town you went. Now in my first semester in college it came as a surprise to suddenly be confronted with jaded, cynical hipsters who had "been there, done that". I didn't understand it then and don't today. More room for the rest of us I guess.
The night of the show we walked a few blocks and arrived to find a good sized crowd lined up outside waiting to get in. Once inside it was a big open room with the band equipment set up on the floor to the right. The band made it through the crowd and took their instruments and with apology let us know the power was going to be cut, but they would play as long as they could. Within two or three songs the power was cut. Lights out, still they played on lit by the streetlight shining through the window. The power would come back on only to go off again, finally they were told to end the show. The Knights of Columbus hall was in a residential area like most of downtown Savannah with row houses on both sides and apparently it was too loud.
At this point the lights are back on and the crowd is still mulling around. Now Fugazi could have left and that would be the end. Instead they chose to stay, shaking hands and thanking each of us for coming. That night I was able to shake hands with one of my favorite bands and then I babbled on like anyone would telling them how important I thought they were and the positive impact the music has had for me.
I'm just a simple man, trying to make my way in the universe.I have been drawing and photographing as long as I can remember. The work in these pages spans many years. From awkward high school student to present day family man and all points in between. How I see the world.