Last night my Dad and I went out to go see Franz Ferdinand. My parents are where I get my, “say yes to an experience” attitude and my love for live music. My original date fell through and I knew my Dad would be a sure thing.  So, a quick phone call later and plans were set. I’m so thankful I have such cool parents. I love that going to concerts together is something that is a family tradition. Afterwards, we had a nice and frank discussion about growing up, forgiveness, and love. They weren’t perfect but god damn are they pretty good.

I’ve been really into snapping blurry photos of lighting at shows. A little in protest of people doing concert photography with their phones. Ultimately, I feel like it’s a better visual reminder. My father was amused by my concert photography and wanted to participate. So he added his own personal flare and finger.