This fellow had it down. While smoozing the patio croud at a Silverlake smash the light struck him so right, I had to ask him to freeze. There was plenty of faux-fur to spare this night too in the form of animal hats that screamed Burning Man. The DJ was hot and the drinks were free- people talkative as can be!
PS. Who doesn't LOVE Edward Sharp and the Magnetic Zeros? This ain't them but these fools sure can play.
