The title of the blog is due entirely to this slide containing Dad's self-imposed moniker:
He even had it screened on his camera bag:
Although he started as a journalistic photographer in Chicago in the late 1960's, shooting thousands of photos that were dropped off, by the roll, at the Chicago Sun Times , including many of the chaotic and world changing 1968 Chicago Democratic National Convention. He was now living in sunny Southern California, making images, of his own creation, containing his wife, daughter, roommate Iggy Pop, psychedelic drag queen group The Cockettes, friends in music and art.
My dad has always had a way with people, they either love him or hate him. He soon had quite a collection of backstage passes to see some of his favorite people play.
This pass accompanies the previous post photo of Edgar Winter, I believe.
This one is my favorite. Other than Alice Cooper being my fave of the bands offered, I just think this is the coolest pass. It's round!
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