It was the late sixties
I was 11
5th of 7 boys
Dad was going to play in a volleyball tournament
I tagged along
He gave me his Pentax Asahi
4 rolls of Tri-X
That’s where it started
My oldest brother, Dave
His bedroom next door to mine
Hear Santana blaring through the wall
Along with Butterfield Blues Band
… and the Blues Project
When those weren’t playing
He was on his red Guild Hallowbody electric guitar
Jaming out to an original blues tune he wrote
... or maybe Lightnin' Hopkins
... or Howlin' Wolf
I was hooked
To his music
Dave's music
Then Woodstock happened
My first image that I remember
Of the iconic rock festival
Of Carlos Santana
Shot by photographer Jim Marshall
Since that time I wanted to capture the energy
Of Live Music
On Stage
Up close
As if I am a part of the band
My instrument I play?
A Nikon
There is that split second
During a show
Where magic happens
The musician pours all their heart out
Click is my response
Their soul captured in 2-D
I can hear, in this image
Issac’s voice
His Dad, Mark, backing him up
Singing classic rock-n-roll
The Joy of Music
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