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Hello folks!! I've been threatening to do this for some time now, but this is finally it--an Act of The Life Of Me devoid of maddeningly long paragraphs and never-ending long-winded storytelling (to say nothing of the over-abundance of hyphen-ated word-s). Here, in this Act, we've got nothing but pictures...ok, with some captions to make them more meaningful, or in some cases, make any sense at all. You've already been warned about the download time involved here, but here's my chance to warn you again...these are pictures, I know you don't all have a T1 connection yet, it will take some time, yadda yadda yadda. I sincerely hope you find these less-than-glamorous shots worth waiting for. That having been said, let's jump right in...

The East Coast touring outfit in its entirety poses by the van of death in the Bellers' backyard in Westfield, NJ, just moments before leaving for Newark Airport and the West Coast half of the tour. Just for the official record, from left to right: Mike Keneally, Michael Harrison (this is the only picture of the mysterious Mr. Harrison from the entire tour), me, Frank Briggs. By placing my hand on my chest I'm hoping to start some kind of "Mike is dead" controversy. Photo by Robert Beller.

Here it is...the inside of the infamous, appallingly dangerous BFD tour bus mentioned at length in Act 11. Those bungee cords sure came in handy when the side door decided not to shut anymore. And about that "Z" on my shirt...the same wonderful woman who made my dress, Kim Salt, made me this shirt for my 24th birthday. Photo by Robert Beller, aka Executive Producer, Life Of Bryan, Inc.

BFD hangs out between sets at The Bottom Line in NYC, 4/18/96. We are a big, sweaty, burly band, aren't we? Photo taken by Robert Beller.

This is the way my singing coach told me to stand in order to sing "Good Morning Sometime" properly. I figured that Nashua, NH, home of the nation's first presidential primary, was the proper place for this shirt to be worn. Photo taken on 4/12/96, by Cindy Zeuli.

During the West Coast leg of the tour, we were joined by the amazingly helpful Rich Lewis, who brought along this electric mandolin for Mike to screw around with. In the midst of the haze that was our two-day stop in Garberville, CA (in the heart of Humboldt County), Mr. Keneally picked it up and constructed a new arrangement of "Skunk" that sounded like it was fused with "The Battle Of Evermore". I loved it. We only played it twice, once in Arcata, CA, and once on 4/29/96 in Portland, OR, which is shown here. Photo by Michael Harrison.

Rich Lewis at work, somewhere on the West coast in late April. Unfortunately, due to financial and other concerns, Mr. Lewis won't be around to help us as much as he once was. The amount of video he documented was massive and worthwhile, and his help in other areas was nearly as invaluable. Let's all chant "wah wah wah" silently in praise of Rich Lewis, shall we? Photo by Michael Harrison.

Me and Mike became very close while on the road, but by the time we got to Denver (5/18/96), we were reduced to this. Photo taken by Brock Purviance, a guitar student at Berklee College Of Music and a Keneally fanatic in every sense of the word.

When Frank Briggs wasn't sleeping and/or exploring his immediate surroundings, he was sweating a lot. Frank hits the drums VERY HARD. Photo by Michael Harrison.

Here I am in Denver, taking my job very seriously. Before BFD hit the stage at Rockley's Music, Rod Morgenstein (former drummer for The Dixie Dregs and Winger) gave a lengthy dissertation on the negative effect that Beavis and Butthead had on Winger's career longevity. Maybe that inspired me to do this. Photo taken on 5/18/96, by Brock Purviance.

Let's step back in time now to March 9, 1994...me and Mike are still in Z, and we're in Baltimore, MD. Joe Travers used to do a wicked David Lee Roth impersonation which Dweezil loved...so on this night, I played drums and Mike played bass while Joe got up front and sang the hell out of Van Halen's "Unchained". By the way, the Tobias 5- string bass that Mike is playing in this shot was the bass used to record all of the tracks I did for "Dust Speck", as well as just about everything I did with Z, until it was stolen out of my apartment on 12/30/94, never to return. If you've seen it, kill the person holding it and mail it to me, would you please? Photo by Cindy Zeuli.

While preparing for our show in Seattle, several representatives from Boogie Body (a guitar and bass company) practically assaulted me and Mike with examples of their fine products, one of which was this red and white thing shown here. I said "what the hell" and agreed to try it on "The Car Song" that night. Unfortunately, although it sounded great, I just couldn't get my fingers used to it...I think my face just about says it all. Photo by Michael Harrison

Ah, the old days...did you know that for a couple of weeks Tony Iommi replaced Ahmet as the lead singer for Z? The experiment didn't last, however, as Tony insisted on touring immediately. This picture was taken sometime in March, 1995, at the Musicmesse (a fine description) in Frankfurt, Germany, a sort of German NAMM show at which we were guests of Peavey. And, no, I don't know who that really weird looking guy in the back is. I don't remember who took this picture.

Whoa...is that me? Is that Toss? I'll leave you for now with this picture taken during the last week of 1993, shortly after my very first gig with BFD, subbing for Doug Lunn. In addition to the fact that I desperately needed a new pair of jeans and a new hairstyle, the gig sucked hard, me being a major contributor to the suck factor. It was a long road from this gig to what we accomplished on 2/22/96 at Musician's Institute, otherwise know as Disc 2 of Half Alive In Hollywood. Photo by Robert Beller.

Maybe I'll stick a couple more up here, maybe not. Is there any character in the Life Of Bryan that you'd like to see a picture of? If so, let me know...we'll see what we can dig up. And, as long as we're on the subject of pictures, let me thank Christian Heilman, who sent Moosenet CEO Scott Chatfield pictures of the Exxon Mini-Mart in Pollard Flat, CA (written about in Act 12), where we encountered something truly bizarre in the men's room. Now it's there in Act 12 for all to see...thanks, man. And thanks to Cindy Zeuli, Michael Harrison, Brock Purviance and my Dad for taking these pictures. I don't even own a camera; without these pictures, how could I ever have remembered how silly my hair looked parted to the side? Next stop, Life Magazine. See you then..............B.B.