This was one of those nights.
One of those evenings in which you wish you could fully pay attention and photograph something important, like a favorite band's performance. But when you're dancing your ass off, holding a lens in one hand and a camera in the other, making pictures becomes messy.
Add whiskey. Add beer.
I admit that this wasn't my best work but it was a great memory. I hadn't danced that hard in a long time and hadn't seen The Soft Moon perform even longer. It was a perfect performance from beginning to end. Although One Eyed Jacks wasn't crowded, the people who were there erupted into a vibrating dance ritual that is usually reserved for the typical New Orleans jazz/funk fare.
It was great seeing one of my favorite bands perform in my new city and seeing a lot of people discover music that is really special to me and to a lot of other people.
Enjoy the photos.