I was in Philadelphia recently for the School of Rock Festival which DEVO headlined on Saturday night. Through my devious Godfather-esque connections with the Austin chapter of The Paul Green School of Rock, I was able to secure a backstage pass for DEVO’s set on Saturday night, and got some great photos of their performance. After the show—and I mean right after the show—the sky opened up and unloaded a 15-minute downpour that had spuds scrambling for cover. Luckily, someone had discarded some strange yellow pants on a backstage couch which, with a hastily tied-off leg, served as a fashionable camera bag to shield my gear from the rain.

I hung around the dressing rooms with the rest of the meltable devotees until the spudboys themselves came out to sign a few autographs, and luckily got my new camera bag signed by Mark Mothersbaugh, Gerald V. Casale and Josh Freese. I would have gotten Bob2, but he was hustled away pretty quickly, so I lined up for Bob1, but he was busy talking to a woman who explained that he was her first kiss—an act I was not even going to try to follow…
I then recognized Michael Pilmer, DEVO’s webmaster and archivist, and asked if he needed photos for the show. He said he was worried that his photos that night were shit, so I got his contact info and sent him nearly all my shots from the show, some good, more awful… He’s since updated the DEVO live archive and used some of mine plus a shitload of other shots from that evening. I also posted the better shots over at Flickr, so check it out.






