I did not take this picture.

_{go ahead, click to enlarge, you know you want to}

Even more sad is that I was not even present the evening when this picture was taken.

Most sad of all… this very special band, their unique sound and even more unique brand of attire (_{which fell somewhere between} no wave _{and that of an alternate universe where the Village People were headed by} Camlie Paglia _and Gloria Steinham) disbanded shortly after this picture was taken.

Ohh Satan Bride. You had us all there for a moment. Just a moment. You felt like what I imagine it’s like to french kiss a hooker.

However, despite all the sadness and longing to have bought a drink for that blonde in the very special “cop” outfit on that evening, I am fortunate to say I have made her mine. I got to french kiss that “hooker” time and time again.

Digital snapshot. NYC January 09

On a side note we got a our first frost this morning so posting a wintertime picture seemed appropriate.