My favorite kind of night is the one that offers multiple shows within walking distance of each other. Friday, Aug. 20, was one of those nights.

And I'll let you in on a little secret of most of my black-and-white photography:
My most often-felt complaint about the local venues, as much as I appreciate all of the shows they put on and various egos and bad behavior of band members and patrons, is terrible lighting. Places like the Jambalaya and Humboldt Brews (Arcata Theater Lounge, too) have the potential for excellent band lighting, but they almost always have a sound person (read: not a lighting person) who's also in charge of running lights. Usually this person flips on the red light which, as a photographer, translates into color, not actual light. So either I have the drown out the mood lighting with my big ol' flash, or take the photos in detail-killing red, and edit them into black-and-whites later. Now you know.

This is Eyes Anonymous, a fantastically fun, local, '80s tribute band, which makes me crave karaoke like nobody's business. Luckily, they don't mind when the crowd sings along loudly to their take on Journey's "Don't Stop Believing." Above is the lovely Leah Crenshaw, walking like an Egyp-shee-un.


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