Once upon a time we gathered to listen, learn, and loud.
The place we gathered was Charlie’s American Cafe, Riverview’s magnet for all things vibe and misplaced. While it would be easy (and long overdue) to spend a few thousand words reflecting on what was and lamenting what is no more, what now is calls for something slightly different. While the world is on pause and we reflect on where we were and where we are going, consider this screed more of wormhole to the past, a glance back without narrative.
The stills are film I shot recently and developed at home. Consider these snapshots from a pilgrimage.
In this case, the moving is Zack Mexico. And some others.