Not me this time, but my late friend Steve Golden, spinning at Hotbods in Phoenix, spring 1983:
And in a more relaxed state of mind…
He always thought me silly because of the number of photos I shot of him at work in the booth, but now, some 39 years (!) later, I’m so glad I did. Yeah, I was new to 35mm photography, never did really get the exposure right, and a lot of the shots are out of focus, but I’m so glad I took them. But that last one? Chef’s kiss…
He would’ve been 64 last year.
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It is wonderful you took the photos!!! Thanks for sharing and so so so fucking sorry on the loss of your friend.
I have to note, the club name “Hotbods.” Seriously? LOL
It’s true!
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Oh I love it! After hours til 3AM!! Those were the days!