You can see Drew, Ben, and Aron swimming in the lake somewhere upstate while taking a break from the tour they have been on for the last weeks. I can’t even remember where they played before but they made a stop in New York and took Mary, Unjo, and me along for the last gig upstate. They usually don’t take the girls onboard. It’s to stress full, to distracting, and a pain in the ass cause being on tour comes with a lack of sleep, a lot of alcohol, cigarettes, and things girls don’t want to be part of.
All 5 of us spent the nights in one hotel room with one king-size bed.
I only had my Land Camera with me and took this polaroid from Mary in the morning while she was putting on her makeup in front of the window. There is always the best light to do this.
The other polaroid shows the location of their last concert. It looks like the 60s with this old truck driving away. This world was new to me. Hanging with this kind of cool people, living their own style of life, don’t care about fame or money even though Drew was invited by Lou Reed for a rehearsal he just never went to, cause he never cared enough. Drew had an article in the NY-Times for his unique way of playing the guitar. They could have made a living off their music when they would have gone a bit more (commercial) but they wanted to play the music they liked and didn’t want to play the music the rest of the world liked. I admire it, even though it is the tougher way and the struggle for a lifetime. But they lived for something I guess I will never have in my whole life.