Free. Liberated in fact...

So, as a matter of a favour to a friend, I photographed his brother-in-law's band. Well, one of his bands. Yep - he's one of the talented SOBs that can not only hold a day job down, but has enough creativity, freedom and determination that he plays at night as well. And he's good.
And if we're on the topic - so are the Liberators. An 'afro-funk' band - they have Dia as their token and probably inspirational Sudanese influence for the afro segment, and the other members of the band are more than capable of providing the funk aspect. They're playing for another few Wednesday nights down at the MacQuarie Hotel on Wentworth St in Surry Hills. Question - if I wasn't photographing them, would I enjoy their music? Actually yes. The rhythm is tight, melody is sharp and the brass section - full of young guns - has talent for Africa. Literally.

When Life Goes Downhill...

Not necessarily a bad thing, sometimes.
Especially when:
a. it's a stunning day, in what was supposed to be autumn;
b. you get to go out and check out a newly discovered downhill system; and
c. while you might not be riding, you're in the presence of those that can. And if they can't, most times they'll give it a nudge.

As Spleen used to say, Sunday's can be fun days, and this recent Sunday was no exception.