Next big rock shooting is the Goo Goo Dolls on the 27th, a short set for charity at the historic joint that they sold out 3x in '99. One of the bearded boy colleagues wants to gather up all of us photographers for some sort of group shot or something or other. Talked to Robby Goo a couple of times this past five or so days as he has been back in town and prowling about in the downtown music venues. He actually looks good, thinner and ferocious manic panic red stripes in his hair. Allegedly he's bought or is buying a recording studio here.
Christmas is tomorrow and I am not giving a grand flying phlegm. Every year it feels like a lullish zone which disrupts the work flow. The partying for us regular revelers reaches feverish levels at moments and that's a damned good thing. One annual complaint: people who wait until about 12/21 or so to place a holiday order. You can last-minute shop at a plastic-coated mall but your photo pal is not the mall: no food court, no extended shopping hours, no minimally-waged servants and no oversized holiday decorations for your amusement and general feeling of well-being.