I'm
sure there are other, more insightful similarities between the two gigs
I saw and photographed last week, but in my mind and memory, there is
one thing that unites them above all else: sweat. I'm not just talking a
bit of upper-lip moisture, either. I'm talking about drenching my
shirt, stinging my eyes, trickling down the back of my neck, threatening
to drown my camera every time I looked through the viewfinder. I
actually didn't realise I was capable of producing that much sweat.
Twice in one week.
Both
shows occurred during Melbourne's March heatwave, both were in venues
that are notoriously warm when things get busy, and both were at
capacity. The first was Saskwatch returning to Cherry for the first show
of their March residency (above). The second was Royal
Headache playing a wonderfully intimate show at the John Curtin Hotel
(top).
I've
been using the grainy black and white a lot for live stuff lately, and
to be honest I think it's my go-to for this kind of thing. In large
part, that's because it's the most capable film I know for low-light
situations, but I also love it because it's different from most other
black and white live stuff you see around the place. In the first guitar
shot here (Royal Headache), it's kind of washed out and grey, and in
the second (Saskwatch) it's got a lot more contrast. Usually I always
prefer high contrast, but sometimes it's nice to have some variety, and
there is something charming about the greyer image; again, the almost
faded grainy look is just very different from most stuff I see, which is a positive .
I
only used black and white for Royal Headache, but for Saskwatch at
Cherry I decided to embrace the red curtain and shoot some slide as
well. The way I shot and processed it really brings out extreme contrast
and extra red, which again, makes them quite different from a lot of
live stuff out there. Don't get me wrong - I am not against
'regular'-looking film, but with a type of photography (live music) that
so often looks the same, it's important for me to experiment
with how I can bring something new to the images. The intense
contrast+red in these shots isn't my favourite effect in the world, but I
do think it has potential, and in the second photo of these four, I
think the lighting and contrast works beautifully, especially on Nic's
face (centre).
As with the black and whites above, the first two photos here show how the
same film and shooting conditions can produce pretty different results.
The first of the two is really high contrast, while the second is a lot
less intense, and red almost looks faded. I think in this case, I like
the second, faded look better. Having said that, LOOK AT THE THIRD ONE!
What an incredible image to have shot and not photoshopped or anything -
just to have the red of the curtain and the red of the stage lights and
the film producing this intense two-tone effect. I love this.
I
just want to take a moment to celebrate this really animated image of
the horn section. They're usually tucked away behind their very large
and obscuring mic stands, so it's difficult to get a dynamic image
of all of them. At this moment, they came out to the centre of the stage
during their cover of Robbie Williams' 'Kids', and encouraged the
audience to sing the refrain. It's particularly appealing to me because
they're all active: Liam and Will are singing, Nic is wiping the sweat
off his face, and Sam is encouraging the crowd to sing it loud. Great.
In
my ongoing attempt to get something slightly left of centre, I often
try to get in close and focus on small details that still capture the
energy or some other essential part of the performance. Olaf's
keys-playing is a good example, and works well here because you can see
Rob's guitar in the background so the shot's a bit more dynamic. But
really, the stars here are the ones of Nkechi. She's such an incredible
photography subject when she's on stage, because the way she moves and
the way she physically sings are mesmerising. If it weren't for all the
dancing this band commands of its audience, I'm quite sure people would
just be transfixed on Nkech the entire time. These images of her arm and her hand on the
mic stand here are just two examples of getting in close to capture
elements of her physical performance. I'd love to do this more with her,
because by God, there are a lot of things to capture.
Royal Headache's lead singer, Shogun, is mesmerising in an
entirely different way. He alternates between pacing frenetically across
the stage and pausing to crouch and focus on singing intensely and
beautifully. I was right up the front for this gig, which was great for
shooting, but not great for my physical well-being; Shogun's freneticism is nothing
compared to the brutal energy of Royal Headache's die-hard fans, who
evidently love to shove, stage dive, crowd surf and smash shit. But I
was tough! I was going to get my shots! A kick to the head, a stranger
falling onto my lap and a million little bruises all over me weren't
going to deter me! And my persistence paid off; apparently Shogun wasn't
so sure of my physical capabilities and eventually insisted that I get
onto the stage to shoot in order to be a bit safer.
I
think this selection captures the energy in the room quite well. The
square shots were taken on my Holga, using a flash - which I don't
ordinarily do for fear of annoying people but I don't think any of these
people even noticed it; with all that activity a flash of light is the
last thing on their minds.
These
capture the more subdued moments in the set, where the energy relaxed
momentarily in anticipation of the next adrenaline surge. I feel really
lucky that I was close enough to photograph Shogun like this; it's rare
in any live situation to be literally face to face with a performer. In
this case he knelt right in front of me to sing a little. Just perfect.
I
wasn't sure about this one when I first saw it, but actually I really
love it. The focus is on the guy in the audience, who is sweaty and
looks exhausted, but also looks like he's loving it. Then you see the
blur that is Shogun, and the movement implicit in that blur betrays the
energy of the performance, giving us some idea of why the dude in the
crowd may be so sweaty and satisfyingly exhausted. It just works really
well for me.
These
are just a few more I had to include. Like I think I've made clear
above, they're basically an awesome band to watch and to shoot. I took a
lot of photos but I felt that I couldn't stop because if I did I'd miss
something amazing. These also represent a success story in terms of
shooting at the Curtin, because in the past I've found the lighting
really difficult. I think this film is the key. (Or shooting with a
flash in rare cases.)
Both of these shows were
incredible, and a privilege to shoot. Engaging performers, great
musicians, responsive crowds and all-round awesome music is a pretty
good combination for getting good shots, despite any technical obstacles
that can (and do) arise.
So what I'm saying, in conclusion, is this: the sweat, the bruises, the exhaustion - one hundred per cent worth it.
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22.3.13
22.1.13
all aboard the soul train
If you know me at all, or even if you have read about the photography project I did with Saskwatch, then you would probably know that I love soul music. What I love about soul music is, in a broad sense, similar to what I strive for in my own work: raw emotion, honest beauty. And is there anything more beautiful and passionate than someone taking their innermost emotions - from the darkest lows to the ecstatic highs - and screaming them to the world, all the while backed by overwhelming music that is written to do exactly the same thing? In visual arts as in music, while I care very much about technical skill, I have always prioritised emotion over pure aesthetics; if something doesn't make me feel, then no matter how technically good it is it will never truly captivate and impress me. And that, in a nutshell, is why I am so drawn to soul. (This is not to say soul artists are technically lacking; on the contrary, the extraordinary bands boast some of the best musicians in the business.)
While most people associate soul music with the greats of eras past, there is a thriving modern soul scene at home and abroad. We're super lucky here in Melbourne to have the likes of Clairy Browne and the Bangin' Rackettes and Saskwatch, among many others, to call our own. We have Cherry's weekly soul night; like an old friend, it's comforting to know that you always have somewhere to go when you get the urge to dance until your feet blister. We have many fine record stores specialising in soul, perhaps none more prominent than Northside Records, whose commitment to funk and soul and has surely played a part in our city's love affair with the music.
January has been a big month for fans of soul music in Melbourne, for a few reasons. But for my money, one reason outweighs all others: SHARON JONES AND THE DAP-KINGS. The First Lady of modern soul brought her Kings to our shores for a few really special shows. While Sydney was lucky enough to get the extended Daptone family in what must have been one mind-blowingly phenomenal show - several bands on the Daptone label opening the Sydney Festival with a free (!) musical extravaganza known as The Daptone Super Soul Revue - Melbourne got some love too. Sharon and the Kings played an incredible show down south, near where I come from, at an outdoor amphitheatre in a large park in the middle of the country. Saskwatch and Clairy Browne also played, and I went along with my whole family.
The following week, the Corner Hotel played host to Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings over three sold-out nights, only this time, she brought her Dap-tastic friends the Menahan Street Band and Charles Bradley, who supported the main act on all three nights. I went along to the third night, and it was a phenomenal show. I was so thrilled to witness Charles Bradley, the Menahan Street Band and Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings perform on the same night.
And then came the after-party.
I headed to Cherry with a few of my Saskwatch pals, which is great in itself because did I mention I love Cherry's soul night? There were whispers that a few of the Dap-Kings would make an appearance but I wasn't holding my breath, especially when a couple of hours passed without any royalty in sight. But even aside from the potential appearance of the Kings, it was definitely a gathering of various Melbourne soul people: a few of the guys from Clairy Browne, Northside chief Chris Gill, the now-institutional Cherry soul DJs, the Saskwatch lunatics, a whole lot of soul fans.
It got to about 1:30 or 2:00 when someone asked me how my night was. 'It would be better if I saw a bloody Dap-King!' I joked. 'Like that one there?' he replied as he pointed towards the door.
And then I kind of lost my shit.
Now let me explain. When I say I lost my shit, I don't mean I ran around screaming like a crazed groupie. I lost my shit on the inside, not because these people have some kind of perceived fame, but because I was quietly overwhelmed to be in the presence of artists whose work I admire and respect so completely. They were all very courteous and polite, and happy to have their photos taken, which is always lovely. They were down to earth and content to shoot the breeze with anyone who approached them.
What an incredible night, a wonderful thing to be a part of, and a very special thing to be able to capture on film. It was an honour to meet these guys, and to see them play twice in one week. The visual record of the night that you see above captures it pretty nicely I think.
But I have to finish with just one more photo.
Yep. That's me and Sharon. Her songs have meant more to me in the past year than most other music I know. You can hear her strength and feel her pain when she sings about all the triumphs and hardships she's been through in her life. I was relatively calm when I approached her because I was confident that she would want to hear how she has made a positive difference in someone else's life. I expected a brief exchange characterised by courtesy, friendliness and maybe even some gratitude. But in fact, she gave me so much more. I won't go into the details of our conversation, but suffice to say she offered some very personal advice about my life that I will absolutely heed.
She is an inspiration - proof that you can go as far as you want to as long as you have passion, ambition and dedication. And those are things I am going have to remember as I pursue my own creative endeavours. I know there will be times in the future, as in the past, when inspiration like that will be one of the few things that will keep me going. And while I will never lose the memory of getting that advice and inspiration firsthand, or the memory of the feelings that came with it, it certainly doesn't hurt to have these glorious images to keep those memories extra fresh.
While most people associate soul music with the greats of eras past, there is a thriving modern soul scene at home and abroad. We're super lucky here in Melbourne to have the likes of Clairy Browne and the Bangin' Rackettes and Saskwatch, among many others, to call our own. We have Cherry's weekly soul night; like an old friend, it's comforting to know that you always have somewhere to go when you get the urge to dance until your feet blister. We have many fine record stores specialising in soul, perhaps none more prominent than Northside Records, whose commitment to funk and soul and has surely played a part in our city's love affair with the music.
January has been a big month for fans of soul music in Melbourne, for a few reasons. But for my money, one reason outweighs all others: SHARON JONES AND THE DAP-KINGS. The First Lady of modern soul brought her Kings to our shores for a few really special shows. While Sydney was lucky enough to get the extended Daptone family in what must have been one mind-blowingly phenomenal show - several bands on the Daptone label opening the Sydney Festival with a free (!) musical extravaganza known as The Daptone Super Soul Revue - Melbourne got some love too. Sharon and the Kings played an incredible show down south, near where I come from, at an outdoor amphitheatre in a large park in the middle of the country. Saskwatch and Clairy Browne also played, and I went along with my whole family.
The following week, the Corner Hotel played host to Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings over three sold-out nights, only this time, she brought her Dap-tastic friends the Menahan Street Band and Charles Bradley, who supported the main act on all three nights. I went along to the third night, and it was a phenomenal show. I was so thrilled to witness Charles Bradley, the Menahan Street Band and Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings perform on the same night.
And then came the after-party.
I headed to Cherry with a few of my Saskwatch pals, which is great in itself because did I mention I love Cherry's soul night? There were whispers that a few of the Dap-Kings would make an appearance but I wasn't holding my breath, especially when a couple of hours passed without any royalty in sight. But even aside from the potential appearance of the Kings, it was definitely a gathering of various Melbourne soul people: a few of the guys from Clairy Browne, Northside chief Chris Gill, the now-institutional Cherry soul DJs, the Saskwatch lunatics, a whole lot of soul fans.
It got to about 1:30 or 2:00 when someone asked me how my night was. 'It would be better if I saw a bloody Dap-King!' I joked. 'Like that one there?' he replied as he pointed towards the door.
And then I kind of lost my shit.
Now let me explain. When I say I lost my shit, I don't mean I ran around screaming like a crazed groupie. I lost my shit on the inside, not because these people have some kind of perceived fame, but because I was quietly overwhelmed to be in the presence of artists whose work I admire and respect so completely. They were all very courteous and polite, and happy to have their photos taken, which is always lovely. They were down to earth and content to shoot the breeze with anyone who approached them.
What an incredible night, a wonderful thing to be a part of, and a very special thing to be able to capture on film. It was an honour to meet these guys, and to see them play twice in one week. The visual record of the night that you see above captures it pretty nicely I think.
But I have to finish with just one more photo.
Yep. That's me and Sharon. Her songs have meant more to me in the past year than most other music I know. You can hear her strength and feel her pain when she sings about all the triumphs and hardships she's been through in her life. I was relatively calm when I approached her because I was confident that she would want to hear how she has made a positive difference in someone else's life. I expected a brief exchange characterised by courtesy, friendliness and maybe even some gratitude. But in fact, she gave me so much more. I won't go into the details of our conversation, but suffice to say she offered some very personal advice about my life that I will absolutely heed.
She is an inspiration - proof that you can go as far as you want to as long as you have passion, ambition and dedication. And those are things I am going have to remember as I pursue my own creative endeavours. I know there will be times in the future, as in the past, when inspiration like that will be one of the few things that will keep me going. And while I will never lose the memory of getting that advice and inspiration firsthand, or the memory of the feelings that came with it, it certainly doesn't hurt to have these glorious images to keep those memories extra fresh.
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