January 26th, 2005
|04:47 pm - Getting mighty crowded|
Well, I don’t know when I’ll get a chance to write. Maybe tomorrow morning. Maybe Sunday if I don’t have to work. To tide you over, let’s have another photo post!
This theme is "you in a crowd". Please post a photo too. It can be a much, much smaller crowd than the one I’m posting, but I love this photo.
My brother took this shot, that I just happen to be in, at the Rock Against Racism/Rock Against Reagan protest show at the 1984 Democratic Convention. You can read about that day here.
I (think I) see Gordon!!!
I've never met you, but I think you are te guy in the green shirt
I am totally bummed that I've been missing out on all the photo posts. I'll have to catch up later, when I finally borrow my housemate's scanner...
yes, you will have to catch up!
i really hope you're dude with the headband up front.
Dude, I'm the obvious undercover cop with the sideburns and sunglasses.
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 01:00 am (UTC)|| |
I also think you're the one in the turquoise/aqua tee-shirt, next to someone with his back to the camera who looks like he's wearing leather, and on the other side, someone wearing an unfortunate jeans vest over a white shirt. Are you?
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 01:02 am (UTC)|| |
me in a crowd with ukulele
Here is a photo of my group "Ukuleles for Sanity" protesting at the anti-Republican National Convention Aug. 2004
I have a lei and a bucket hat on.
There is a blog called The American Street, and writer Rebecca Danner posted this about my group's uke protest:
"When I got to the staging area at 14th Street at 10 AM, there was a group of ukulele players singing folk songs, which really helped pass the time until the march started. There were two maintenance men from a local building on their smoke break standing outside a doorway mocking the singers and making fun of outrageous people who walked by. One of the men sounded Italian, I think the other guy was Haitian, and they were both 60-ish. They were chatting and laughing and it was very obvious that this was the most entertaining smoke break these guys had had in years. The ukulele players started playing “We Shall Overcome” and the Haitian guy got really serious. He put out his cigarette, took off his hat and placed it over his chest as if he was saying the Pledge, and started singing along very loudly. The Italian guy cracked a joke at some guy who walked by with a green mohawk and the other guy shushed him and solemnly finished the song. When it was over, he turned around and went into the building without a word."
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 01:10 am (UTC)|| |
Re: me in a crowd with ukulele
for those of you who know what I look like this should be easy
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 01:35 am (UTC)|| |
Re: for those of you who know what I look like this should be easy
oh Citizen Fish. they may only have one song but they do it well...
Bernie's Bagels, Cols., OH circa '95
were the Black Flag shirts part of the concept?
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 01:39 am (UTC)|| |
I knew that was you in the green shirt!
Okay, this is what I could find on my pc now - this is from 80s week at the Y (most teachers that dressed up were babies in the 80s - my footless lace tights are older than some!)
I was one of the winners for best dressed. Good thing I held onto the Prince Purple Rain concert t-shirt.
nice. It would have been embarrassing if you hadn't won, eh?
haha. what was your instrument?
I love how mysterious you are.
how about a picture of me in front of a crowd? i don't have anything more appropriate scanned.
southern decadence 2003.
No wonder motel666
is going to New Orleans.
This is the only photo I have of me in a crowd and I have helpfully used my MS Paint skills to point out my teeny forehead.
heh. I still wouldn't know you if you asked for a cheese recommendation.
middle back? I love the outfit on the dark-haired girl in the front row!
that rules! far right bottom?
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 02:28 am (UTC)|| |
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 04:26 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: Happy hunting
in the foreground with the hat, looking down?
i was late for the last round of this, and it wasn't an official photo.
i'm breaking the rules again because this isn't really a crowd.. but this is as close as i can get.
It's crowded enough for me. group photos will be next.
I am not at *all* hard to find.
India in June. My original Ofoto caption: Me at the Gateway to India, looking squinty, chinless, and extra-pale. Like a Memsahib, in other words.
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 02:47 am (UTC)|| |
Re: I am not at *all* hard to find.
you are soooooooo much hotter in real life than this photo.
you are teh hot pants in real life. yum.
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 02:59 am (UTC)|| |
I think you might have already seen this.
Ama among the fundraising lesbians of the East Bay with Barbara Lee. Incidentally, also the day that I found out Rutabaga was a fertilized egg.
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC)|| |
Wow, now I have proof!
Sorry about the panoramic view...
Fighting neo-Nazis (one of whom took this picture!) at the Metro West Detention Centre last September.
I like how you have your own fascist photographer. this looks very calm for a Nazi demo. You Canucks...
Here's me in the crowd I run with. Sorry I couldn't find any more recent photos of us:
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 04:42 am (UTC)|| |
teh. cuteness. awwww. are you the one on the right that looks possessed????
You're the guy in the beret, right?
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 06:31 am (UTC)|| |
You can't really tell, but there are tens of thousands of people in front of me.
|Date:||January 27th, 2005 06:58 am (UTC)|| |
one of these things is not like the others, one of these things just doesn't belong...
that's great! it actually reminds me a little of Amarama's pic above. A group photo where there's only one person, judging on looks, who I'd wanna hang out with.
Something keeps going haywire when I try to post this, but one last try:
I don't do crowds. However, here is a photo of the chorus performing about four years ago. This is notable because it captures the only known instance of me nearly crying in public (they had surprised me with a song that included a tribute to one of my projects). Hence the reproachful expression.