Afterglow 2009 - Day 6 Thursday

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The Back Alley Burners are a band on the forefront of cutting edge music. In our song You Can't Touch This Superfreak Jam ft. Rez and Jenny, I make up an Afterglow rap. In it I say raging means different things to lots of different people. For Timmy, it's looking through a telescope (like you saw on Day 4) but to Brian and I it means passing out on the KK. It takes a lot of energy to rage it, and after that energy is expelled from the body, the body needs to shut down and recharge. So Brian and I didn't party out and fall asleep, we were just innocent victims of the natural workings of the human body. Think that over before you judge us. People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.

Most of the reason that it takes me so long to post these pictures and caption them is that every time I look at them, I end up feeling sad and missing Afterglow. Especially during these cold winter months. So then I start working on it, and since I take so many pictures it usually takes me about 6 months to finish up a yearly installment. By that time, it's only 6 months until the next year of Afterglow, which then makes me incredibly happy! So every year I go through these crazy cycles, but I keep doing it because it's worth it. Thanks to this site, I can have Afterglow year round, and every time I am sad I can just pull up these pages and see my family. And remember all the fun times we had.

It's funny how the night ends the exact same way but we never get sick of it and we never make other plans. That's because raging it on the KK is different every time. Sometimes it's an all out S the B party, then sometimes we sit around and stare at each other. Up on the KK, you just never know what kind of night it's gonna be.

Uncle Rick has balls. I was gonna say guts, but balls is funnier. Look at him! He's stacking another $5 of logs on the fire while Pete is watching! I normally get nervous to do illegal things in front of people, but Uncle Rick shows and knows no fear. And that my friends, is how the great Uncle Rick rages it.

Some people (like Timmy) don't like when a band is named after a singular person. But I doubt that he would have a problem with calling the Afterglow Choir the Uncle Greg Band. Although we featuring Timmy, Jenny, Mom and Kevin on guitar, me on harmonica, everyone else on vocals and in these pictures Gail on percussion, we get our inspiration from Uncle Greg. Whether it is when he makes up his own verses or when his voice rises above the crowd, Uncle Greg is the heart of our band.