Another piece of post mortem pop. Through the looking glass after my
demise...sometime into the future. Sort of a messianic complex with hope that someone will want to look upon my work and smile. Glad I'm not there.
This is Cory, Waylan's partner. Maybe 21, shy, quiet but happy to pose while Waylan schmoozed and performed.
I like to think I captured a little of who these people were, and you could get to know them.