Once in every life, I guess... you have to man up and show people what you're made of. As much as I've resisted... you know me, "let the pictures speak for themselves"... the time seems to be now. It's an odd thing, making the decision and then culling a life's worth of work, but it also makes you realize how much life, music, culture you've been a witness to. The show is called Eyes Wide Open. I like to say "what you see depends on how you look..." You know, that's the thing about what we do: what we see is often the very best it can be.
He wanted to be a painter. He wanted to be a rock star. He ended up being neither – and both
Scarpati, whose images span four waves of modern music and have become some of the most enduring iconics of metal, rock and punk, was raised in New Jersey, came of age in San Diego, gained notoriety in Los Angeles, now calls the world his home and Nashville his return address. His work has been cited by The Los Angeles Times, Rolling Stone and PDN.
On behalf of everyone who reached down deep to share the stories collected here, I dedicate this book to all those who stepped off the rollercoaster while it was still blazing like a meteor across the skies high above Sunset Boulevard. We had a good run.