Easily one of my favorite photos in my collection, this snap was taken after the three week tour Franklin and Fracture undertook in August of 1994. Our very first. We had just played our final show of the trip in a garage in Virginia Beach and before packing the vehicles to head home, we stopped to grab this shot.
Featuring everyone on the trip save for Chris who was being grouchy (including Rod and the guys from True High Fidelity) it’s one of those great moments that you’re just as happy to have captured at age 20 as age 38 and beyond.
Starting from the lower left hand corner, we’ve got:
Atom working harder than the rest of Fracture.
Franklin playing in Denver. We snuck on this show thanks to Sonny from Angel Hair’s kindness.
That’s me, getting ready to snap some pictures so I can document what we’re doing and then post them to the internet almost 20 years later.
When no one shows up to a show in Indianapolis, you hang out and jam in the show space. Two drummers. Kill the drummers!
Ralph in the great salt flats. This was in the middle of the night as we made our way to San Francisco.
Jeb being stalked by Atom. Somewhere in America.
Mark looking stoned holding a cat. He probably was stoned and I’m not positive that’s a cat.
Ralph, Jeb, Mark and I sitting on the steps of Karin Gembus’ house in San Francisco.
Jeb’s impressively sweaty pits.