Huh? Ghost of Filibuster? Yup, that's right I haven't
cracked up. Read on, hopefully you'll see how the title will have
double meaning and make some sort of sense. Skunk Records invited
Ryde and I to Sacramento to review and interview the well-known
local Sac ska band Filibuster playing
downtown at the Crest Theater.
We brought along Bonnie and Clyde, two apprentice photographers
who wanted to gain experience shooting stuff like that. Fine, less
for me to do and it was cool with Skunk. The Crest is a huge old
theater, ornately decorated, and with history that goes back to
the vaudeville days. We arrived during sound check, and wandered
around, talking to staff of the theater, waiting for Jason, sax
player and lead dude of Filibuster, to show up. We finally hooked
up in the alley, got all the guest passes square, but they had to
leave for a while and wanted to do the interview back stage when
they got back. Though they were nice, cool, appreciative, and totally
into doing an interview with Real Skate, they seemed a little mysterious.
|No, Ryde is NOT relieving himself on this cop
So Bonnie, Clyde, Ryde, and myself wandered around
looking for a place to have dinner. I swear, there are no places
to eat within blocks of the Crest. Who best knows where all the
good food joints are? Cops. So Ryde flags one down and they told
us to go to the Hard Rock Cafe and gave us directions. We took our
time, knowing Fili was top bill they would be on last.
When we got back to the Crest the promoters of the
concert had taken over the door and suddenly we were no longer guests
of Skunk and Filibuster, but instead "the press." Jason came outside
to try and smooth things over, to no avail. This promoter wanted
his money. He had a policy to only allow in two "press" people,
so Ryde paid for Bonnie and Clyde's tickets since they were with
us, and our designated photographers for the night, and we had all
driven a long way. Since Ryde paid, I'll give the privilege off
filling in the blank "_______ Productions" in his article."
|Jason Boggs, aka Chinbone
When we finally got in,
the concert was well underway, with very loud bands, and lots of
boogying all-agers. Only the two "press people" could go backstage
so Clyde and I wandered down to the basement to the green rooms.
Jason was rehearsing on his sax by himself. We cruised around to
other dressing rooms and met some of the bands. We liked the Ledystics
who had just come off stage. They wanted us to interview them instead!
We said we would some other time.
The rest of the band began to show
up so I flipped on the tape and we began to chat. Filibuster had
just returned from a European tour with the Skatalites, who they
admire dearly. They talked about skating, and skatepark issues,
about some of the pros they skate with, and some of the stuff they've
done to support skating in Sac. Not even into the interview 10 minutes
and they were called to go on-stage, to their surprise, next to
last. So again, a thousand apologies from Jason who invited us to
come on-stage for shots, or meet after, or call him later on or
whatever, and we all wandered upstairs for their gig. They were
awesome, I loved them! (See Ryde's article for a review of the show).
Rob Rossi, turntablesand
I took a couple shots from the balcony then turned
my camera over to Bonnie who together with Clyde did a great job.
I kicked back and enjoyed the show! My flash pooped out on Bonnie,
so the two of them, being the typical high school students they
are, wandered back down to the backstage area to look at all the
beer and drinks the caterers had set up, avoiding the ancient couches
that lord know who's butts had sat on throughout the years!
OK, on to
the point of this article. I gathered up all the film and had it
developed at a mass production place. The first print I took from
the balcony had a strange wispy light image. I go "Oh wow I got
Looking at the other ones Bonnie
and Clyde took, I saw that same image shot at varied distances,
still true to size in proportion with the distances they shot compared
to the long shot I took from the balcony. OooooooWeeeeeeOoooo. A
couple days later I noticed Ollie chewing on a strip of film, you
know the lead-in strip that's usually black and you always throw
away? I remembered my flash didn't go off on the first two shots.
I took it out of her mouth, held it up to the light and sure enough
it was shots one and two on that roll, I saw an identical image
that was the same image on the firstprint
of the balcony shot and at that same focal distance! I know I've
made probably every mistake one can possibly make in a darkroom
but I've never made THIS mistake. It was clearly an image and nothing
|I don't think the ghost needs any introduction,
photo by Clarkie
I took the negs to a reputable photo
Photo where an amazed lab tech ran a bunch of custom
prints of the scrap negs just out of his own curiosity, and agreed
he'd never seen any stray light source or anything quite like that.
My curiosity fluid levels were running wild. I contacted the Crest.
In a one-line e-mail simply asked, "Is the Crest haunted?" A nice
person named Sid wrote back to me saying, "Yes, but in a friendly
sort of way." I friggen
|The enlarged image on the lead-in flim, without
screamed!!!!!!!!! I wrote back "Have you ever
seen any ghosts there; do you know who they are?" Sid wrote back,
"Yes, I see a man in a white shirt who hangs out up by the projection
booth, and a little girl in a party dress. Why?" I scanned a couple
of pics and sent them to Sid, who said he'd seen many pictures of
the Crest but never saw anything like this. He confirmed there were
no light sources in their house system that could make such an image.
on to the Crest homepage, and if you look hard enough it gives the
history of the Theater. Sure enough, I found there had been many
deaths at the Crest throughout its history. Among them, three firefighters
died in a blaze. Someone else was killed during one of the many
phases of reconstruction the theater had undergone, when the marquee
fell onto some pedestrians on the sidewalk. Being the high-tech
Internet princess that I am, I researched some ghost stuff. Sure
enough, there were several sites with pictures similar to mine.
is called a "ghost mist" as opposed to an "orb." Or it could be
an orb in motion. These have become household terms around here!
I showed the pics to a coworker who plays in a Goth band (hah) and
no doubt they've captured ghosts on film while they were performing
too. They sent theirs to some ghost people who verify pictures,
and they posted in on their website. I guess ghosts like to chill
with bands! Don't blame them, must not be too much fun being dead.
OK, if you haven't clicked out of
here by now, here's where I pull this story all together. I sent
the scan of the crest ghost to Hector at Skunk saying "either this
is a ghost or Robs aura is leaving him," and he was all ohhhh weeeeeeeooooooo
too! At the time neither of us knew it, but a couple weeks later,
Hector e-mailed me to say that Filibuster had broken up, THAT NIGHT
and the performance we saw that night was their last performance
ever. More screaming, and a little crying because I absolutely loved
Filibuster. Bummer, they broke up. And that's why I call this article
"The Ghost of Filibuster."
|The last Filibuster interview, ever
Be sure to click
below for Ryde's review of the show, and a happy surprise ending.
Check back in a few weeks and I'll
tell you another close encounter ghost story. The Consolidated Skateboard
Company ghost! (And no, Consolidated has not split up, they are
live and well and strong and cool; they just don't sleep in their
warehouse any more! I wish these ghosts would just leave me alone.
Happy Halloween BOOOO!
Special thanks to the band formerly
known as Filibuster,
Skunk/Cornerstone RAS Records,
Bonnie and Clyde, and to
all the folks (dead or alive) at the