Incubus came at the eve of my birthday. Fantastic. :) And then as fate would have it, I got to squirm inside a sweet space at the dead center of the pit, placing me at arm’s length from the headbanging Brandon Boyd. I wouldn’t leave that spot. I stayed glued there and shot him at five frames a second.
This isn’t going to be Incubus. This is going to be a Brandon Boyd appreciation post. (Also something different from all the HP-related posts that are landsliding in your dashboards.)
The Brandon Boyds.
Santa Barbara, California.