Stumbled on this event on the way home one afternoon, and dropped in for a look around. I did not stay for the concert, but did snag quite a few photos of the awesome array of hot rods parked around the field.
While visiting the great state of Arkansas, we had the opportunity to check out this event, which had been elusive for several years. The endurance of some of these hand manufactured boats was quite surprising, and amusing at times. Apparently, the theme of the year was Star Wars, and there were quite a variety of flotation constructions about the landscape of Sandy Beach. All of the contraptions endured the warm waters quite well, and really did not take on any water. It was quite surprising, considering the construction materials permitted. A few, while water tight, contained a few minor design flaws that caused disintegration under pressure. One almost fell apart at the starting line, and eventually did, prior to the finish line. It was quite a lot of fun though, and a full house on the beach in spite of threatening rain. We look forward to getting back to it again. view more photos from this event or add your own to the mix
We dropped by for a look at progress on various forms of art littering the sidewalks of the City Market this evening. Chores and other obligations had made it impossible to make it down for the festivities during normal hours, and the same reasons made visiting the next day improbable. The early evening viewing proved perfect for unhindered access to the art in progress. Everyone had mostly left for the day. A few lingered, finishing up their goals. Judging by the number in progress, there did not appear to be quite as many participants as in years before. What was on display looked good, although not quite on par with some of the displays witnessed in the past.
The weekly event at Kabal turned out quite a crowd on the news that a very special guest might be dropping by for a visit. The basement was packed when singer-songwriter, producer, activist, and actress Erykah Badu made the scene to get her groove on with several hundred adoring fans. Erykah was part of the party for a couple of hours, as if she was just anyone else walking in off the street. Of course a lot of folks wanted photos with her, and she did have the escape of the VIP area. It was definitely a something that many will never forget, and I was glad to be there and capture some photos of the fun! view more photos from this event
Michael Bradshaw ~ photos by David Wells ~ As the Thursday night crowd at Tribeca’s Canal Room closed around the stage to view the newly formed and moderately hyped, DJ’s Are Alive, something strange happened. No headphones were passed from one selector to the next, no one got on the mic and tried to hype the dance floor for an oncoming DJ. Instead, instruments were picked up, keyboards, drum machines and samplers were warmed to a start with the flick of a switch. Five individuals took to the stage and started to play music - House music. DJ’s Are Alive, an unfortunately named dream team made up of legendary established DJ’s and producers including, Scumfrog, Static Revenger, D:fuse, Karen W. and DJ Skribble, started to open a can of whoop-ass on New York City Thursday night, the likes of which it had never seen. Unfortunately however, they put the lid back on said whoop-ass can within the first fifteen minutes of the show. With lyrics like, “Happy people / Gonna have a good ti
On the borderlands of the city, the oddly comforting smell of freshly tilled dirt pushed the more acrid stench of the encroaching urban area into the distant recesses of short-term memory for the evening. Diesel and dust would eventually become the dominant fragrance in the vicinity, occasionally interrupted by distinct aroma of burning alcohol. A spot midfield, behind the cattle fencing and in front of the announcer booth, offered good fortunate right next to an individual intimately familiar with most of the vehicles and their drivers. The cheerful character filled us in on expectations and unique rules for the events of the evening, happily answering questions and offering unique insight, mixing it up with a good dose of amicable conversation. High performance internal combustion engines cycling to explosive levels soon relegated all attempts at conversation to the space between each run occurring over the next several hours. The machinery in play co
Sarah Bates ~ photos by todd & Shaun Williams ~ Kansas City, MO - July 30, 2005 - It's that time of year again, time for scantily clad women, cold drinks, late nights and parties that go all night long. Everyone seemed to be just waiting anxiously in anticipation. You couldn't venture out in Kansas City without seeing a flyer or billboard, hearing a radio ad. And with the drought of parties this summer, everyone was rearing and ready to go. It was time for Chaos. This particular party, Chaos Theory v3.0: The Catalyst, held three consecutive years in a row, at The Uptown Theater. I have had the pleasure of attending all three of these events and I must say this year they outdid themselves yet again. We showed up as the doors opened (as those of us who are hardcore do!) and there were already many anxious partygoers roaming around. We walked around and checked everything out. The Uptown itself seemed ready to party. All four rooms looked amazing, but I was really imp
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