I’m practicing some of my new photo-editing skills. I was on the far right of the stage at the Crocodile in Seattle last summer, on a hot and sultry night with the Heartless Bastards, and I had to catch this shot of Erika Wennerstrom by threading the needle through all the band’s stage gear and movement. Almost impossible to get anything of her, and she’s the one we all want to see, with her Gibson and smokey voice. The venue’s lighting dude kept turning the lights down darker, too. Still, there’s Erika, glowing, in the darkness, deep in her music.
The Music of the World Is Never Dead 