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"Please excuse the bruises. Drink got me into this, I didn't Know Where I Was!" - Skinny Lister

A few times in my life I've found myself in positions where life has felt the need to make an example of me via a strong spiritual kick to the teeth.  In those positions I've had nothing but lint in my pocket and a hole in my soul deeper than the Grand Canyon.  Several years ago I found myself in one of these funks wondering which way to turn for some relief.  As with many of the previous situations I turned to my great equalizer, Music.

I went to a show at The House of Blues in New Orleans to see one of my favorite bands, Flogging Molly.  Editors note,  Don't ever be too cool to get to a show early and catch the opening acts.  The Beatles were an opening act once.  Imagine the how someone felt growing up in London with tickets to a show where they were the opening act and they're like, "Oh c'mon mate its just the opening act! We paid for the main event!"  MORONS!  With that being said the opening act for Flogging Molly was the focus for this blog, Skinny Lister.

Please for the love of all that is soaked in Guinness go see this band.  If I've said it once I've said it a million times,  once Beyonce, Bieber, and any of the other countless acts of "superstars" start crowd surfing and hanging out with their fans after the show then I'll run right out and buy their music.  Until that point in their stuck up, "I'm a superstar, I'm better than you" career happens then they will continue to be the snobby ass clowns that I give them the credit to be!  Skinny Lister not only blew my face off with amazing energy and a crowd engaging set, they were outside the show talking to the crowd.  I sat and chatted with them and even gave them the last 10 bucks I had to my name for their CD.  

Many years later, last December to be exact, Skinny Lister returned to the Crescent City headlining their own show in support of their new album, The Devil, The Heart, The Fight.  I took it upon myself to reach out to them and inquire about possibly taking photos at the show.  In perfect fashion they responded and gave me the photo pass to the show!  This band keeps grinding and putting out fantastic music.  Their music motivates and inspires me today much like it did those few years back when times were bleak.  No matter what the future holds this band has a spot in soul!  As of this blog post Skinny Lister and Flogging Molly will be playing this very evening in New Orleans!  Many thanks to Skinny Lister!!  See you in the pit!

Haul Away!!!!

Titus

Clutch @ The Orpheum Theatre in New Orleans

The universe has subtle ways of correcting imbalances upon its inhabitants from time to time.  Some corrections are smooth and simple.  Other corrections can be almost as ridiculous as the one wrong turn to Albuquerque to bring you back on track.  Such a tale presented itself to me in the form of two different concerts. Each concert I was photographing Clutch, one of my favorite bands(if not my favorite) of all time!

This destructive and flooded storyline starts back in on a monsoon soaked City Park in New Orleans, LA.  My good friend and stellar photographer Trent Spann,(and consistent beacon that keeps my ass out of trouble) had acquired me photo passes for The Voodoo Arts and Music Festival.  Red Flags began to pop up all around me.  The most significant being the first Friday, another of my all time favorite performers, Frank Turner and The Sleeping Souls(keep clicking down the website for an epic blog on them) had contracted food poisoning while performing in Texas the day before and the man who is made of sterner stuff was brought down a peg or two and had to realize that he is in fact, human, after all!

So far my favorite festival of the year had started out with a big bang that had put me into in irritated mood at knowing what could've been.  I awoke on day two with eyes aglow only to have a proverbial bucket of sand thrown in my eyes as a horrible horrible violent storm moved across the park and just as Clutch took the stage.  I had the proper rain gear.  And preventative measures were in place but alas it wasn't enough.  During the the biblical hurricane I sustained irreplaceable damage to my camera and very costly repairs to several other.  Also because of the water damage to the equipment I was unable to get the quality of photos for the following two acts.  But alas true believers in every Louisiana swamp filled hole there in fact rests a silver lining.  That was the images that I took of Clutch were some of my favorite photos I've ever taken.  I pushed through the adversity of damaged equipment and produced good images and all equipment was either replaced or repaired.  Why go through all of this yammering?  

Well the reason for all the hot air is that my very good friend, DJ, entrepreneur, Scotty "Skyy" Howell, who loved the images that I captured from said show and then whilst working at his NuEra Cap store downtown, one Neil Fallon, Lead Singer of Clutch, enters the store for a new lid.  Scotty had always been a fan of the images from the ill fated festival and he proceeded to use his Irish charm to lead Mr. Fallon on a trail to viewing said images.  Neil was impressed.  Scott then called me to tell me the news and before I knew it I was talking on the phone with Neil. He's not messiah but he holds a lot of weight in my world.  He added me and Scotty to the guest list and me as a photographer and what you see here are my favorites from the show that my favorite band called me on the phone and asked to photograph their performance.  

Check and Mate Universe!  Advantage TCP!

Cheers,

Titus