Kansas City Jazz: A Quick Revisit

I've finally begun to sit down and edit work for a new website. It's always a struggle because looking through old work 1) I get bored of my photos 2) I wasn't very organized with photos before 2 years ago, so there's a lot of different versions of the same photo. The goal is to go back and keyword and organize everything shot since 2003. I think it comes down to trying to do too much at once and not getting anything done = my life. But I digress.

Back in school (*sigh) I began hanging out at a little gem in Kansas City on the weekends. A jazz club. It only opened on Friday and Saturday nights after about 1:30 a.m. We'd drive down at night and drive back at sunrise when the place closed down. It was basically a lock in each time. People brought their own beer and they stocked up on some beer each night. The man who ran it, we called him The Don, became a friend as we became familiar faces. I look back now, knowing what I've learned and where I am pushing myself and my photography, and realize what an awesome place this was and how little I scratched the surface. Nevertheless, I wanted to share some photos that dragged me away from editing and archiving this morning.