Sunday, March 13, 2011

Hiding Behind The Lens

Me Auntie, singing a ballad to her departed son.

Wee Jimmy on the guitar, the drummer and the percussionist I do not know. Schmoe behind the Canon, sniveling like a bitch.

For those of you who would like the back story on this, it can be found HERE. It's been a little over four years, it seems like a million.

R.I.P. Cousin.


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