This singer is recording a piece for posterity that will be opened in 50 years on Seattle Center's 100th anniversary, thanks to Put the Needle on the Record's valiant efforts to send a message to the future.
Young love sometimes looks like old love. This scene reminds me of an elderly couple in a restaurant, eating in silence.
I'd be upset if I had to hang around that pink-pants girl, too.
Quite the entourage.
Women want him, and men want to be him.
Seattle, are you having fun yet?
Music, great weather, and an intrusive photographer. What could be better?
Timeless hippie allure.
This bro has a nicely shaped head.
If her parents find out, she won't be allowed to go out for J.V. volleyball this year.
The ecstasy of the '60s lives on at Bumbershoot.
This guy got all the room he needed to successfully perform his complex series of twirls.
"So, you can, like, buy something, or not, whichever, it's totally cool," says the oblivious guy who'll never have a date. Carpe diem, motherfucker!
poster guy = justin santora.
That poor bastard.