James eating a beet. With the beet juice dribbling down his chin. In this pic, I think he’s using beet juice to color a drawing that he’s doing. Can you feel the Beet?
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A stunningly beautiful woman at the concert. Sort of goth, sort of funeral.
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The percussionist, who’s name I don’t remember. He’s playing a snare drum, the upright piano frame, a cd rack, some metal thing that bongs, a gong, and a cymbal. With brushes.
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Jason’s Back.
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Jason, with Accordion. Waiting for the other musicians to come on stage.
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Dancing to Thriller.
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Yes, Thriller. Michael Jackson and Vincent Price Thriller. Played on Bass, Accordion, and persussion.
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Music that Tears itself apart.
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Some of the assorted freaks, clowns, and veggies at the concert.
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People Swaying to Goodbye Forever, Once again. And the drinking song, he kept jumping between them.
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The Tomato goddess apears in the back of a bar.
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The Tomato Goddess, on the ave on the way to campus. Ambient light.
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Another shot, this time with flash.
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The Sylvan Theater. Jason is the one with the light. I must mention, from this point on, everything is shot without flash at night, so I had to do a little photoshop magic to make them come out at all. I’m not quite up to speed on how to make my camera take good pics with nearly no light.
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The tomato Goddess enters the back of the theater.
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At the front now. This is really eerie lighting. There’s a bit of light from the nearby security lights, but it’s pretty dark.
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The shadow of a single flashlight falls on the trees behind the goddess.
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Something is nearly happening.
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Note the shadow of the scissors.
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Flames
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The flames are nearly out.
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