Some random impressions from Lights On Tampa:
- The original plan was to view Lights On early, then catch the end of the Bucs game. It didn’t work out that way, and I am glad for that. Better to witness “Lights On” than “Lights Out.” Thousands of others concurred.
- I’ve seen young men wearing Gentlemen’s attire while carrying a walking stick, in movies and on TV. Like in a portrayal of Dickensian London. Or Barnabas Collins. But I never thought I’d see the full ensemble in real life. Until last night. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but you have to admit, it is soooooooo South Tampa.
- There were so many cameras, and video cameras that trying to walk about freely felt like walking on eggs -- there were so many photographic vantage points that it was impossible not to be in someone’s shot. Eventually, and I could see it in other people too, there was a sense of: “I’m walking where I need to go, so screw it!”
- You’re beginning to see what’s possible, downtown Tampa. Don’t muck it up.
- Why is this only scheduled biennially?
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2 comments:
I love the Barnabas Collins link.
You're right. When your trying to get your shot who cares about the old dude with the camcorder.
It just started to feel like a buzz-kill. I was being conscious of where I was moving and still found myself in the way of other peoples’ shots. Within half an hour, I just got tired of feeling bad for doing something I was trying not to do.
And here's to Old Money South Tampans and their walking canes. Without them, how could we link to Dark Shadows?
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