April 20, 2011

"[On the Rolling Stones '75 tour] I admired so many of the people I photographed and worked with. I was in love with them, I had crushes on them, I thought they knew everything. I wanted to be Hunter Thompson. I wanted to drive at night with no lights on, by the light of the moon. When you are a journalist, you can pretend that you're trying these things because you have to participate in order to understand them."
-Annie Leibovitz

I felt alone until I read this, it feels good to be aligned with someone else. . . but it's her past self and my current so I guess. . . whatever, nothing, but yeah, I believe in going on tour with bands as a documentarian, and taking drugs and getting my face blasted by music every night and driving 20 hours per day and not sleeping for 72 hours (mississippi to D.C, lawrence to S.L.C, Montreal the shining star), screaming with strangers and sustained by liquor and trash and tobacco and distortion and calm bright mornings after the storm, driving fast; and when I stop to wonder why and how, I tell myself I'm working on a project, fully justifying the indulgent debauchery of such an experience.

word, Annie. word.

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