Your Mama Wears [wore] Combat Boots

Just wanted to share some things I’ve come across recently.  Joan Jett is coming to town this weekend.  Yes, I do plan on going.  She’s still cool and rockin’ after all these years.  I was amazed to learn she’s going to be 50 this year.

One of the bands on her BlackHeart label is Girl In A Coma.  I liked what I heard and wound up buying their album at Amazon’s MP3 downloads.  You can hear their songs here.  Did you know that Amazon offered that?  It’s a nice alternative to the iTunes proprietary format.

Riding the retro 80s wave I also bought some Billy Idol, and Cyndi Lauper.  And Dolly Parton.  Don’t judge me:)  I enjoy a wide variety of music.  Always have.  Even as a teenager I moved among very different circles of people, listening to very different types of music.

During my yard/estate sales outings this past weekend I scored some antique books and a vintage suitcase.

 

{ 2008, Canon PowerShot SD, Digital } 

But I also came across a local cafe having live bands.  I just wanted some iced tea.  This was definitely the young set but I had my cameras with me (as I usually do) so decided to stay and shoot.  This was kind of a big deal for me since I tend to shy away from crowds and photographing people.

I suppose you could classify the bands as punk/indie-rock.  I don’t know, I’ve never been good at putting the proper labels on genres.  Regardless, I think it’s admirable when anyone is out doing their own thing for all the world to see, it takes courage.

When I showed up I was told I couldn’t be all that bad since I was wearing a Wonder Woman t-shirt (my favorite).  That day I happened to be sans Chuck Taylors (another favorite) wearing flip-flops instead.  Perhaps that would have elevated my “not all that bad” status even more:)  My Converse seem acceptable to most people, I’m sure my family is just grateful I have left my combat boots back in the 80s.

Everyone was very nice and tolerant of this middle-aged hausfrau, my family said they were probably expecting me to whip out some home-baked cookies from my leopard-print bag.  I do make pretty tasty and wholesome baked goods.  Maybe next time.

I still haven’t developed the rolls I shot that day.  I hope to get at least a few good ones.  I already had a roll of true BW loaded into my Rebel but it was 100 speed so I don’t know how much luck I’ll have with the dark interior shots.  The other roll is still in my Vintage Hi-Matic, I don’t even know what it is in there.  Then there’s a 120 roll still in my Holga.

I did take a couple Polaroid shots.  This is a version of one I took of an old Fleetwood Cadillac belonging to someone at the cafe.  I’ll post more once I get them done.  Times like this is when I wish I had my own darkroom.

{ 2008, Polaroid One600, Exp. Polaroid 600 }

By the way, film is on the list of Obsolete Skills.  There’s a whole A-Z list including things like cassette tapes, and recording music onto a tape recorder from the radio.  It’s sure to make some of you feel your age as you read through them, if you’re younger you may just be baffled.