But this is not the place for that debate. This is my confessional.
I tried to respect those wishes. I really did. But about three songs in -- right about when Mangum began to strum the opening notes of King of Carrot Flowers Part 1 -- I just couldn't. The lighting was just so... so... perfect. Pale blue spotlights, dimmed at the band's request, illuminated Scott Spillane's beard like an inverted phoenix. They cast a cobalt halo over Mangum, setting him aglow, making him seem almost angelic. As if that wasn't enough temptation, the sunset began to paint the sky behind this scene with a turquoise hue that could only be described as surreal, a perfect natural complement to the artifice of the stage lights.
So I stole my way to the back bleachers. And yes, I discreetly pulled the Nikon D3100 out of my backpack. I removed the lens cap. I checked my settings. And then I snuck this one, quick, guilty homage. I can't say that I regret it. I won't.
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It's one of the best photos I've ever taken, if I do say so myself.
Also, below are a couple of close-ups cropped from the original (since I didn't want to risk more than one shot).
Julian Kostner and Jeff Mangum...
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