These shots are from Fremont Street during Punk Rock Bowling 2011.These are some frames that didn't make the cut for me. But i still find these images interesting even if a bit mundane.
The vast differences between "vegas" and "old vegas" are oceans apart. I do find comfort in hubs like Fremont street or Reno because of the unadulterated attitude and lifestyle that comes with these types of places. Characters abound you feel like an extra in Fear and Loathing or maybe Kalifornia. A sense that time freezes and you cant quite decide if its 1985 or 2011.
I will tell you that I hug these places with open arms and a tight squeeze like a hug you give to an old friend you haven't seen in a long time. Where places like Las Vegas get the awkward handshake of an old classmate you found on Facebook who wants to meet at a Starbucks and "catch up." All in one gargantuan lapse of good judgement you tell yourself, "this was a bad idea". That's a little of what i get from these images...
