I finally shot Stone Temple Pilots (STP) at the Palace Theatre, Albany, NY. This narrows down my list of shows I've yet to shoot and hands down one of the best shows I've ever seen. I was moved. Not sure if it was the anticipation of "waiting on a Sunday afternoon" -for Scott's exceptionally late arrival from NYC, or the nostalgia of shooting a band that led me through the pain of my twenties, or both. But, regardless, slapping Mr. Weiland's clammy hand was a moment for me. Though his speech was unbelievably slurred, his energy was spot on.

I know his story. You'd have to live under a rock to not know it, as well. My heart aches for him and the choices of his own doing. I'm grateful to have captured part of the moment to share with you!

Clearly, he's still not dead, and not for sale...

"Hey you, will you ever get out of there?"