And I know this is supposed to be a blog about Photography or something like that but I'm not the kind of person to be teaching about photography. There is plenty of that on the internet and I am no expert. And I don't really see Charlie doing that either, he isn't talking about how he writes music or what chords to play he is talking a lot about his dog and his kid and his repair blues around the house and his wife and life in general. So I like that and it makes sense to me and it's easy reading and at the end I feel like I know him a little bit better. But of course a lot of people want to know Charlie Parr because he is one of the hottest guys on the music scene right now and I can't really say the same is true for myself.
So in Charlie Parr form I would like to talk about the snow slowly melting outside. It's Minnesota and we are obsessed with the weather here. Probably because it is such a big part of our lives and it affects everything we do on a daily basis.
The bird bath actually resembles a bird bath now and not a frozen pond.
I'm getting prepared for my night photography course and working on how to light stuff up at night with flashlights and gels and I'll be flying to California for that class. I'm a little nervous cause I have to get on one of those little planes in Utah and I don't really like them so much when they are too small and so I asked the airline people what happens if I can't get on the plane? And she says well, you'll forfeit your ticket. I've never really visited Utah that's worth talking about but the pictures I've seen are real pretty and everything. I heard on the radio that they have the lowest per capital consumption of beer there (North Dakota is #1 by the way, and Minnesota comes in at a paltry 29) and I have a feeling I might not fit in very well. So she says well you can go to the doctor and get something for that but I'm not really the doctoring type so I'm thinking well if I start feeling anxious about it maybe I should just have a beer before I get on the plane. But now I'm not even sure they have beer in Utah so I'm thinking the odds just increased that my posts in April might be coming from my new home in Utah. Could you send some beer if that happens?Let's hope I can make it through and get to sunny Cali and back alright. It's kind of funny because when I'm going to be there, Charlie Parr will be playing just down the road from where I am staying. If I can figure out how to drive the rental car there I just might go see him play. It should be a decent temperature in California in April and since I won't know anybody and I'll be sitting in a hotel room by myself it might feel alright to go out and see Charlie Parr play. Won't he be surprised? Maybe I can have a beer while I'm there. It should be a lot easier than going out to see him play on a cold, dark wintery night in Minnesota.
It's hard to go out in the winter in Minnesota at night. It's dark and it's cold. Did I already say that? And I'm gettin' old. So I would prefer to stay inside and make my way back to bed somewhere around 9:00 and settle in with a book. It's warm and comfortable and if I get tired I can reach over, turn out the light and go to sleep. That is the opposite of going out somewhere for entertainment. It might be good when the entertainment is happening but when it's over you have to go out in the dark and the cold and get into a cold car and wait for it to warm up. Or just head out but then your eyes are on the engine temperature waiting for it to warm up cause if you turn on the "heat" when the engine is cold it will just blow cold air into the car and that doesn't feel very good when you are already freezing. So you wait for the car to warm up and then you start inching your way home. And then you might wake up the next morning and not feel so great because you stayed out WAY past an old person's bedtime and maybe you had a beer or two or three and now you slept too late but it was all worth it cause you have good memories and maybe had a few good laughs too. Maybe they were at someone else's expense like a guy with a red hat who kept smiling the whole night no matter what except when he came in later with a black hat on and then he wasn't smiling anymore. And you know the next night you'll be back to 9:00 in bed with a book. So once in awhile it is worth it to make an effort and go out and see some live music or whatever, and thanks Charlie cause it sure was a real good time.
And thanks to Mikkel Beckmen too, keeper of the beat.