What happens on the road, stays on the road

We used to catch tadpoles together. We saw Neil Young last century - the first time he came here. I tried to teach him to surf at Lennox on a slippery twin fin. He let me shoot my first wedding - his and Jenny's. I learned how to play a few chords under his very patient instruction.

Somewhere along the road I shot this one of Tony and his band - a double exposure via the Nikon. (Is that the infamous Gibson Firebird bass?) It was so long ago, our adventures on the road are fairly dim, until I come across old classics like this and all of a sudden a trap door in my memory opens and I'm back in 1985. Happy Birthday Tony from  the Brine Team. Play hard. Play loud. Better manned than canned!

Line in the Brine

"you said you forgot to put your address on the last tide

and that the seas running off your eyes would never return"

from Apples With Human Skin by Nathan Shepherdson

Gone, one shipwreck

Another installment in our ongoing "Gone" series of images of structures, ship wrecks and other stuff that are no longer around - the Cherry Venture, blown ashore north of Noosa during big seas, very big seas going by the size of the human at the bow. Futile attempts to refloat were followed by removal of the salvageable machinery and then left on the beach as a tourist attraction until the briney air rusted it to a point of becoming a public safety hazard. Now gone (except on celluloid)
Summer 1975