I went into the Chicken Shack ready to have my ear drums blasted to smithereens. I wanted to get some of that funk, punk, power chord electric sound that only bands at the Chicken shack can create on film; it was much too dark and the beer made everything fuzzy and chaotic. Still, I had my LC-A loaded with some luscious reversal film and all I kept thinking about was XPRO madness that result from the shots I was taking. If lomography were a Live House it would be called the Chicken Shack and if Lomography was a band it would play there.
I went into the Chicken Shack ready to have my ear drums blasted to smithereens. I wanted to get some of that funk, punk, power chord electric sound that only bands at the Chicken shack can create on film; it was much too dark and the beer made everything fuzzy and chaotic. Still, I had my LC-A loaded with some luscious reversal film and all I kept thinking about was XPRO madness that result from the shots I was taking. If lomography were a Live House it would be called the Chicken Shack and if Lomography was a band it would play there.
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