tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-306605842009-07-14T21:30:14.530-04:00James M. Graham - PhotographerRants AND RavesJames M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.comBlogger610125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-70749822970144002992009-07-14T00:26:00.004-04:002009-07-14T01:07:19.760-04:00I've Recently Had a Request...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SlwLptepM3I/AAAAAAAACEQ/z4A_iXh4RE4/s1600-h/DSC_0305resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SlwLptepM3I/AAAAAAAACEQ/z4A_iXh4RE4/s320/DSC_0305resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358170467874714482" /></a><br />...for shooting people with more clothes on.<br /><br />I actually do it quite a bit.<br /><br />But yeah, more.<br /><br />Thanks for the request, baby.<br /><br />I listen.<br /><br />; )<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/holding.mp3" target="_blank">Sarah</a> <br />Headlining Band: The Dream Syndicate<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-7074982297014400299?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-54349742078003356652009-07-11T09:14:00.017-04:002009-07-11T13:54:34.637-04:00(An Interlude)There are so many things I could say.<br /><br />Like, I shoulda been born in Minneapolis. But...<br /><br />Makes no sense at all...and/or places I wish I could have been.<br /><br />Just watch the fucking videos.<br /><br />The Netherlands, 1987.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NeqyCwAeT3I&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NeqyCwAeT3I&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />The Byrds unearthed by The Du. But why is Greg Norton wearing a grey bodysuit?<br /><br />Encore. Are you listening Bob, Greg And Grant?<br /><br />Middletown, NY, 1989<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zmSYjpx84U&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zmSYjpx84U&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />2:59 in, when Paul knocks over the mike after saying "I hate your cell phone."<br /><br />THAT is punk rock, kids.<br /><br />"How do you say 'I quit?'"<br /><br />212, 313...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-5434974207800335665?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-59665808768475585602009-07-10T22:20:00.002-04:002009-07-10T22:29:45.465-04:00For CD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Slf4_fRxU1I/AAAAAAAACEI/EKUU6TBdWHo/s1600-h/socks+6-01resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Slf4_fRxU1I/AAAAAAAACEI/EKUU6TBdWHo/s320/socks+6-01resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357024051391976274" /></a><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/androgynous.mp3" target="_blank">Socks 6</a><br />Headlining Band: The Mats<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-5966580876847558560?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-11303068399120046942009-07-10T01:39:00.004-04:002009-07-10T01:56:34.588-04:00Tell My Friends I'm Doing Fine<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SlbXu2-_jAI/AAAAAAAACEA/iRo9XSjA2lw/s1600-h/MF07resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SlbXu2-_jAI/AAAAAAAACEA/iRo9XSjA2lw/s320/MF07resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356706006837464066" /></a><br />Drive yourself right up the wall. It's a useless wait.<br /><br />Love letter. <br /><br />Your age is the hardest age, everything drags and drags.<br /><br />Listen closely. <br /><br />You're looking funny<br />You ain't laughing, are you?<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/blue.mp3" target="_blank">Melinda</a><br />Headlining Band: The Mats<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1130306839912004694?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-4596744083654692072009-07-08T20:36:00.010-04:002009-07-08T22:03:32.663-04:00She Don't Give a Damn What the Other Girls Say<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SlU8lnyViiI/AAAAAAAACDo/12IByLMs-Ho/s1600-h/DSC_0040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SlU8lnyViiI/AAAAAAAACDo/12IByLMs-Ho/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356253948860008994" /></a><br />Just saw two test prints of my portraiture work, 16" x 24", digital, on Museo Silver Rag paper. They were so awesome that I came home to re-retouch the files. Again.<br /><br />Thanks, Brian.<br />Thanks, Ken.<br /><br />No, no...<br />Stand back here. <br />I wish she was bigger, you know, like four feet tall.<br />How large do you think we can go with that?<br />We'll have to do another test.<br />I kind of want to meet her...<br />Is that digital?<br /><br />Oh, and this here blog is exactly three years old.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/floated.mp3" target="_blank">Cover Star</a><br />Headlining Band: The Du<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-459674408365469207?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-14350077999290204182009-07-03T07:37:00.006-04:002009-07-09T13:57:43.977-04:00Everybody...Says I Don't Care<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Sk3ydytvI9I/AAAAAAAACDg/3ZxEijWKkdY/s1600-h/Bruno+01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Sk3ydytvI9I/AAAAAAAACDg/3ZxEijWKkdY/s320/Bruno+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354202125657121746" /></a><br />I care.<br /><br />More than you could possibly imagine.<br /><br />I'm just trying to remember.<br /><br />Merry Christmas.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/roses.mp3" target="_blank">Smoke</a> Photo by Steve Bruno<br />Headlining Band: The Dream Syndicate<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1435007799929020418?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-69784433419658223212009-07-02T00:11:00.013-04:002009-07-02T00:39:26.616-04:00ProudA very good friend of mine asked me a long, long time ago - what about your work are you proud of? And then he told me to think about it before I answered him.<br /><br />That question resonated with me. I think of what Jim said every time I scan a negative or look at a digital shot. Every time. He has no idea, but I do.<br /><br />On this here blog, I show everything - warts, dimples and creases.<br /><br />I don't give a fuck. Here. It doesn't matter. It's process, experimentation and masturbation.<br /><br />It's cathartic. Or just a lie. Or just a place to be stalked or admired.<br /><br />Same thing, really.<br /><br />But, I am proud of this photograph, so the rest of all of that can go to hell:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Skw1CMT7POI/AAAAAAAACDY/E26FaSDbbis/s1600-h/GP25resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Skw1CMT7POI/AAAAAAAACDY/E26FaSDbbis/s320/GP25resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353712368817487074" /></a><br />VIBE folded yesterday. And George helped incubate it and turn it into VIBE. This is for him.<br /><br />Thanks, Sarah...<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/bullet.mp3" target="_blank">George Pitts, Photographer</a><br />Headlining Band: The Dream Syndicate<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-6978443341965822321?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-14839002913538655062009-06-30T21:51:00.007-04:002009-07-01T00:45:51.951-04:00I Could Lose Everything in a Minute or Two<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkrB_cF6_yI/AAAAAAAACDI/zoVycNlOXVM/s1600-h/SocksIV_24resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkrB_cF6_yI/AAAAAAAACDI/zoVycNlOXVM/s320/SocksIV_24resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353304402700205858" /></a><br />I've played this one before, but not shown this one. It's of someone not here now, but that should be soon. Here. Now.<br /><br />I found out last night that a very good friend of mine is dying. And very, very soon. We have sort of drifted apart - that thing that is so easy to do, not talking in four years - and I thought she had beaten the beast. Apparently not. When she hugged me goodbye last night at this random (terrible) restaurant in Chelsea where I had randomly run into her, she said "goodbye" to me. And it was profound.<br /><br />She's one of the most amazing people I've ever met, and is one of those people that everyone else who's ever met her thinks that she's amazing too. Her life experiences are astonishing, her sense of humor quick and surly (I love making her laugh) and she loved her hash. I hope she still does.<br /><br />About 24 hours later, it's still settling in. <br /><br />The last thing she said to me was "Keep those girls standing on chairs."<br /><br />I've been thinking a lot about what I have. About not being so selfish and appreciating those around me more that are - there. <br /><br />Here. Now.<br /><br />Now.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/whenyousmile.mp3" target="_blank">Now</a><br />Headlining Band: The Dream Syndicate<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1483900291353865506?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-41995347301115142112009-06-28T14:05:00.003-04:002009-06-28T19:52:39.135-04:00Some Of This Is True<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Skexsh6m_yI/AAAAAAAACC4/Ryxa1fdnu94/s1600-h/DSC_0211resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Skexsh6m_yI/AAAAAAAACC4/Ryxa1fdnu94/s320/DSC_0211resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352442060729679650" /></a><br />Stay tuned...<br /><br />Whiskey for breakfast.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/say.mp3" target="_blank">Emily</a><br />Headlining Band: The Dream Syndicate<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-4199534730111514211?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-17033612788328987482009-06-28T00:26:00.002-04:002009-06-28T00:14:35.268-04:00You're Gonna Wake Up Wonderin'<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkZlRIx7viI/AAAAAAAACCw/9R_CA-SI5Vs/s1600-h/DSC_0276resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkZlRIx7viI/AAAAAAAACCw/9R_CA-SI5Vs/s320/DSC_0276resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352076552265514530" /></a><br />Things I discovered today:<br /><br />- "Medicine Show" by The Dream Syndicate. Steve Wynn is a god. Awesome.<br />- Three Herzog films and one Haneke film. Email for details. Thanks to George and Darien.<br />- Pilar. Awesome.<br />- My laundry. Fresh and clean. Email for details.<br />- I still like cigarettes. Email GlaxoSmithKline with questions.<br />- I am "happier" with my work. Email GlaxoSmithKline with questions.<br />- The $4.00 margaritas at La Taqueria, that recently went up to $6.00, and then by popular protest went back down to $4.00 (revolution works!) are STILL $4.00. Awesome. Email GlaxoSmithKline with questions about potential conflicts.<br />- Hanging out with Tito while he shoots on the streets of Park Slope is fun. <br />- Spending the weekend alone is - ok. Especially when you trust that you will not be alone very, very soon.<br />- I have really, really good friends, which I already knew, but it's nice to realize it again.<br />- I don't think any of my proposed titles for my upcoming book have been warmly received by my publisher. They were pretty ridiculous (except for that one!!!). Awesome.<br />- People still go to see "The Rocky Horror Picture Show." Awesome.<br />- That enough of this list is enough.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/missme.mp3" target="_blank">Emily</a><br />Headlining Band: The 13th Floor Elevators<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1703361278832898748?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-57142002210052519532009-06-26T21:33:00.005-04:002009-06-26T22:44:14.683-04:00Duchess<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkV6servAlI/AAAAAAAACCo/WvknLO-7WEo/s1600-h/BW35-20resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkV6servAlI/AAAAAAAACCo/WvknLO-7WEo/s320/BW35-20resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351818636769034834" /></a><br />I had the opportunity to watch George Pitts shoot last night. My friend Sarah. In my apartment.<br /><br />I had the opportunity to half-ass assist George, but more importantly to take a portrait of him all "covered in sweat," as he said.<br /><br />I had the opportunity to have dinner with Geroge and talk about all sorts of shit. He is a fascinating thinker and conversationalist. It's fun to make him laugh.<br /><br />He digs Scott Walker and describes his taste in things as "uncool."<br /><br />Far from it. <br /><br />Thanks, George.<br /><br />Three versions of "Duchess" follow. One of the best songs ever written. The Scott Walker original, and two covers.<br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br />Cover Star: Emily, from Boston<br />Headlining Bands: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/duchess.mp3" target="_blank">Scott Walker</a> <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/duchessnk.mp3" target="_blank">Neko Case</a> <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/duchessgt.mp3" target="_blank">The Gutter Twins</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-5714200221005251953?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-36368888721587912872009-06-24T21:21:00.003-04:002009-06-24T21:29:11.341-04:00There Ain't Nothing I Can Do About It<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkLSli7X_HI/AAAAAAAACCg/6pqKMeqSJso/s1600-h/Socks+5-86resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkLSli7X_HI/AAAAAAAACCg/6pqKMeqSJso/s320/Socks+5-86resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351070849742404722" /></a><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/anothergirl.mp3" target="_blank">Socks</a><br />Headlining Band: The Place Mats covering The (highly underrated) Only Ones<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-3636888872158791287?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-46256993974446391872009-06-23T21:23:00.008-04:002009-06-30T22:39:08.077-04:00That's All That's Left Behind<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkrMREoV3vI/AAAAAAAACDQ/22nvxYgDOd4/s1600-h/Cristi45resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SkrMREoV3vI/AAAAAAAACDQ/22nvxYgDOd4/s320/Cristi45resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353315700756045554" /></a><br />The skies, and a sweet caress...<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/roi.mp3" target="_blank">That Girl Right There</a><br />Headlining Band: Da Breathers<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/" target="_blank">www.jamesmgraham.net</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-4625699397444639187?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-18155756488291207942009-06-19T00:53:00.010-04:002009-06-19T04:57:33.000-04:00C'mon, I'd Love To Talk To You<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjscCNTtiDI/AAAAAAAACCQ/pIWvKBWncPI/s1600-h/BW35-37resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjscCNTtiDI/AAAAAAAACCQ/pIWvKBWncPI/s320/BW35-37resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348899806690248754" /></a><br />This is a good picture that I took, I think. With some 35mm films. It's sorta what I do best.<br /><br />That and pick friends.<br /><br />This entry is about that.<br /><br />The title and the song are not.<br /><br />Tonight reminds me of the last night I lived in Raleigh.<br /><br />How close is just too far?<br />I think you know what to say.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/invitation.mp3" target="_blank">Emily</a><br />Headlining Band: Mr. Buckner<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1815575648829120794?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-61618259950721795652009-06-18T00:37:00.000-04:002009-06-18T22:13:48.077-04:00What You Do Is More Important Than What You Say<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Sjm5wJ1ileI/AAAAAAAACCI/9U-MlO1rrPs/s1600-h/DSC_0275resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Sjm5wJ1ileI/AAAAAAAACCI/9U-MlO1rrPs/s320/DSC_0275resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348510269404517858" /></a><br />or what you type.<br />or publish for all the world to see.<br />or bitch about at a bar with one of your best friends.<br /><br />Warmth. Lack of Chaos. Opportunity. Calm. Beauty. A Smile. Berlin.<br />"Next time, make it in Berlin."<br /><br />That's the shit that matters.<br /><br />This one is on the house.<br />And this one is better than ever!<br />Happy Thirstday!<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/ever_.mp3" target="_blank">CD</a><br />Headlining Band: Mr. Pollard & Band<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-6161825995072179565?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-57070004699309516382009-06-17T12:01:00.000-04:002009-06-16T23:26:16.169-04:00Happy Wednesday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjhhxfaJbsI/AAAAAAAACCA/mNcMglM95Ls/s1600-h/BW35-14resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjhhxfaJbsI/AAAAAAAACCA/mNcMglM95Ls/s320/BW35-14resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348132060375117506" /></a><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/beautiful.mp3" target="_blank">Emily</a><br />Headlining Band: Ms. Harvey<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-5707000469930951638?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-4133129013123138762009-06-16T23:36:00.012-04:002009-06-17T00:53:25.207-04:00I've Got A Stalker !!!No. For real! I really do!<br /><br />THAT IS AWESOME!<br /><br />I've always kinda wanted a stalker...<br /><br />So, the stalking, STALKER DUDE, why? Jealousy? Did I snub you socially? Psychopath? Sociopath? An idiot? Yeah...<br /><br />There's a lot of ENERGY that goes into that. Stalking.<br /><br />It generally means that THE STALKER is not doing anything important with his or her life.<br /><br />Displaced. Weird energy. Like, why would anyone spend so much time doing that? To me. <br /><br />What did I do to deserve this, STALKER DUDE?<br /><br />And changing your IP addresses? Really? Really?<br /><br />Really?<br /><br />Pathetic.<br /><br />I do know that he is actually a "he."<br /><br />And I have a really good idea of who THE STALKER is...<br /><br />A REALLY good idea.<br /><br />I might get stabbed.<br /><br />Just like in "The Eyes Of Laura Mars" except different.<br /><br />Enjoy his posts. No really. They are purposely misspelled and kinda stupid.<br /><br />But entertaining nonetheless. Even though the "heff" thing is not really that clever...<br /><br />To my point.<br /><br />Take photographs more. Stop harassing me less.<br /><br />You'll get better. Really you will, little boy...<br /><br />; )<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-413312901312313876?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-20732919896519869972009-06-16T20:56:00.007-04:002009-06-16T21:19:45.916-04:00Wish Fulfillment<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjhBvR0qyTI/AAAAAAAACB4/0Tz-rRGdQwk/s1600-h/DSC_0284sm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjhBvR0qyTI/AAAAAAAACB4/0Tz-rRGdQwk/s320/DSC_0284sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096837996431666" /></a><br />"I see your wishes on the wall, and that's all right with me<br />I see you run to make a call, hoping that there's someone free<br />Your life and my life they don't touch at all, and that's no way to be<br />We've never seemed so far<br /><br />What is real? What is true?<br />I ain't turning my back on you<br />Where you goin? Where you been?<br />Making wishes, watching dreams<br /><br />It might be simple, it might be true, I might be overwhelmed by you<br />You might be empty, the way your eyes just look right through<br />It's such a mess now anyway, wish fulfillment every day<br />I don't believe you, now I can't hear a word you say<br /><br />I see you shaking in the light, reading the headline news<br />The others they're not quite so bright, we want them to choose you<br />I could almost see your face tonight, singing simple rhythm 'n' blues<br />You'll always be a star<br /><br />Shake it baby! Come on scream!<br />Just see your face in a magazine<br />Don't doubt it! Leaves me sore!<br />I can't stand it anymore<br /><br />Its my favorite shot of you, you look so pretty your eyes were true<br />I'm still on your side, in spite of everything you do<br />Were only blood on blood on life, you paint me pictures every night<br />Come wish beside me, don't you know you know what's right"<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/wishfulfillment.mp3" target="_blank">You</a><br />Headlining Band: Da Yout<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-2073291989651986997?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-18358579182644861802009-06-16T01:53:00.003-04:002009-06-16T02:00:45.863-04:00D#<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Sjc03gGOqhI/AAAAAAAACBw/DJs94p-8New/s1600-h/DSC_0025resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/Sjc03gGOqhI/AAAAAAAACBw/DJs94p-8New/s320/DSC_0025resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347801210639264274" /></a><br />Wanna talk.<br />Talked.<br />Wanna talk.<br />Talked.<br /><br />Just not to the one I wanted to talk to.<br /><br />Not good.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/anti-orgasm.mp3" target="_blank">Natalie</a><br />Headlining Band: Da Yout<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1835857918264486180?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-80213665875643776032009-06-15T23:14:00.001-04:002009-06-15T23:14:45.970-04:00Goddammiti<br />want<br />you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-8021366587564377603?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-1125308295332071022009-06-14T17:47:00.005-04:002009-06-14T18:29:43.413-04:00Brooklyn Street Kitty<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjV50bqK6lI/AAAAAAAACBo/L8w5MOhazsc/s1600-h/Fuji+02resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjV50bqK6lI/AAAAAAAACBo/L8w5MOhazsc/s320/Fuji+02resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347314074257123922" /></a><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/antenna.mp3" target="_blank">Emily</a><br />Headlining Band: Da Yout<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-112530829533207102?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-39344827711402815052009-06-14T07:04:00.004-04:002009-06-14T07:32:08.102-04:00She Brings Her Friends To Dinner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjTdeEUDc2I/AAAAAAAACBI/ZDvFW9lIwTo/s1600-h/Fuji+01resm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjTdeEUDc2I/AAAAAAAACBI/ZDvFW9lIwTo/s320/Fuji+01resm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347142166219289442" /></a><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/malibu.mp3" target="_blank">Emily</a><br />Headlining Band: Da Yout<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-3934482771140281505?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-19071118050734103062009-06-12T21:20:00.004-04:002009-06-12T21:22:27.236-04:00...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjL-7vTYhEI/AAAAAAAACBA/X2AjZraCymM/s1600-h/bk_pinkundies2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjL-7vTYhEI/AAAAAAAACBA/X2AjZraCymM/s320/bk_pinkundies2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346616009905701954" /></a><br /><br />Bored...but, indeed!<br /><br />(image stolen, wholeheartedly!)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1907111805073410306?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-68024156523841684752009-06-12T07:13:00.003-04:002009-06-12T21:22:49.474-04:00...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjI4Vmi-_AI/AAAAAAAACA4/ezPWe86k25I/s1600-h/killartists.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjI4Vmi-_AI/AAAAAAAACA4/ezPWe86k25I/s320/killartists.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346397651417889794" /></a><br /><br />Can't sleep...hating.<br /><br />(image stolen, wholeheartedly!)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-6802415652384168475?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30660584.post-12642473450154854222009-06-11T22:07:00.006-04:002009-06-11T22:27:48.412-04:00Promise<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjG7_b0UDUI/AAAAAAAACAw/U6MaPdJpzsc/s1600-h/Demo03.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcXaSteFq8Y/SjG7_b0UDUI/AAAAAAAACAw/U6MaPdJpzsc/s320/Demo03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346260931138817346" /></a><br />I talked to everybody, I mean, I swear, I talked to everybody. 'Cause anybody that knows me knows that I talk, Lord knows, I talk. I get all agitated and I talk. About anything. About everything, but mostly what I talk about is me. Guilty. Actually not me, but the way I feel. And I feel, Lord knows I feel. Anyway, I talked to everybody, and Lord, you know these days you can talk to folks without even talking to them. You can email, text, leave messages on voicemail and shit, but man, there ain't nothing like actually talking to people. And not talking to them is hard, it's really hard, especially when I'm trying to talk to you.<br /><br />I miss that.<br /><br />A lot.<br /><br />Now.<br /><br />Something tells me that this is not too long for this world.<br /><br />The blog, I mean.<br /><br />Cover Star: <a href="http://www.jamesmgraham.net/doves.mp3" target="_blank">Mud Covered Dude</a><br />Headlining Band: The Twilight Singers w/ Apollonia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30660584-1264247345015485422?l=jamesmgraham.blogspot.com'/></div>James M Grahamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09790613300627458599noreply@blogger.com8