who needs good photos when you've enjoyed the moment...

To serve as record. Proof to my adolescent self. Sneaking to the television at 2am to watch Punk-O-Rama, full of anxiety modulating the volume every couple minutes to not be discovered. this was not in vain. These were "good ideas with bad odds." 
 These are pretty much all of the photos I took. I just thought that I should yell and dance and live it. Especially since in the past 12 years or so I've accumulated a small drawer full of other photos and tokens of (I)NC.
I guess it just comes down to Refused being the one thing that once upon a time tipped the ever teetering youth driven boat and that deserved our vocal cords and sweet dance moves. Whole-hearted. 
Just pieces...
and then things got too crazy...