As someone who grew up in Central Jersey, Thursday was always more than just another band. They were ours. Their music was woven into the local scene, the clubs, the basements, late night drives, and the stories that came out of our corner of the state.

I've been following that journey for a long time. His dad and I share the same birthday, and ever since my first Dead show in 1987, this music has been woven into the soundtrack of my life.

Night two of Graham Lesh and Daniel Donato.

I've had the privilege of photographing some remarkable collaborations, but this one had me excited from the moment it was announced. Last night felt like musicians introducing themselves to an idea. Tonight felt like they fully trusted it.

The nerves were gone. The trust was there. The songs stretched out and they nailed it.

Can’t wait for night 3.

There are certain bands you’d chase to the end of the world. Radiohead has always been one of them.

I first saw them on Aug. 17, 2001, at Liberty State Park. Four encores. A setlist you could only dream about. The Twin Towers stood behind the stage, glowing in the distance. That image—Radiohead framed against the skyline—has been burned into my memory ever since…