mine are collapsing

wishin won't make you a soldier

 

 

don't go to heaven alone

washington and crenshaw

playing grown-up

egyptian surrealism

always tellin me there aint enough light

treat ya like desert

 

brig

don't you wonder sometimes 'bout sound and vision?

that one time

deficient

i only play act for-real

Come down off the cross, we can use the wood.

somewhere else

 

These are a few photos I took of the wonderful band Somewhere Else in San Francisco. Check out their tumblr:
http://weareswe.tumblr.com/