The mascot of OC's rock scene stays out all hours of the night. He has taken shots and partied with some of the rowdiest local bands around. He's so popular that musicians have started a fan club in his honor; they even have buttons with his name on them. In a crowd, he never fails to stand out, with his long white ponytail and goatee. Oh, and he's old enough to be their grandpa.
|Courtesy of Bob Rodman|
Over the past six years, Rodman, 73, has documented a who's-who of hometown talent from the front row at such venues as the Detroit Bar, House of Blues in Anaheim and the Tiki Bar. Though he fancies himself a pretty quiet, humble guy, he's known to have photographed as many as three shows in a night. "People will see me at shows and go, 'Hey, Bob!' And I have no clue who they are, but they know me or know who I am," Rodman says with a chuckle.
It's rare to speak to him during daylight hours. Sitting down at Memphis Cafe in Costa Mesa, Rodman's wide, 6-foot-3 frame nearly dwarfs the table and the tiny cup of shrimp gumbo in front of him. He's eating light these days, ever since he had surgery to add a pacemaker. More »