Old ass photo of Brendan Kelly of the Lawrence Arms and I. Short version of the story is we ended up getting drunk in the bar before their set in Seattle, girl offers to take our picture together, she catches her hair on fire on a candle on the bar, I grab the camera and snap the picture. His look is filled with horror. Don’t worry, she was alright. Our sense of smell wasn’t.
It was a pleasure tattooing this sweet gal. Thanks Brenda! Safe travels back to Alaska. (at Downtown Tattoo Las Vegas)
Masked Intruder “Heart Shaped Guitar”