Dave Mason got rained out. Everyone on grass was ordered to clear out and get back into their cars, if they weren’t already under the roof due to bad weather conditions. This was very confusing for these people. The sky got all troubled about it too…you could tell by the white underbellies of the tree’s leaves being blown straight up, like they were giving us all the finger, far off in the grey muggy distance. All photographers were ordered to be at the VIP gate to sign the band’s contracts to get our photo passes…and we got there just in time. Signing the contract was fair enough if you worked for a media outlet and weren’t concerned with ever using the images for your own stuff. A friend and excellent photographer working for another local on-line mag, turned and walked away…he wasn’t going to sign it. You wanna know what this feels like?
Postcards from the Other Side
It feels like a dating site were all the matches are deceased. Your guaranteed to find your absolute perfect match, the love of your life, and your certain your gonna find her, but you also know she’s dead, and you’ll never be able to see her, talk to her or touch her…you will only ever see her in the distance, in your dreams and fantasies…as she slowly, and surely, fades from site. But your hearts have touched in some way..she’s been waiting for you…she has been calling for you, because it was you who found her for the love of your life, you willed her into existence…when you pressed that button. But she is already dead.
Anyway, we all waited around for almost an hour, the weather softened, they skipped Dave Mason, and The Doobie Brothers opened. We shot our 3 songs from the soundboard, and was escorted out to the VIP area, where we, sweating, dehydrated, starving, thirsty, and exhausted all waited as we watched the fans chilling out and enjoying their drinks, having a wonderful evening with the awesome clarity of a full blown concert as the background music in the bar. I always wonder what it’s like to relax. It looks nice.
While we were waiting, I saw on the TV behind the bar that Dave Mason did come out and join in with the Doobies for a tune. …I missed that shot of the TV – When I got in the VIP area, I had put my camera away. So I missed the shot. I can’t live with myself if I miss shots…I see them everywhere too…the ones I miss….
How I Photographed this.
Here I used 2 bodies. Both old and beat up, but very clean and tidy…I keep things in good order with grip tape. Canon 5D Mark IIs. One with a Canon 400mm 2.8 and the other with a Canon 70-200 2.8. A stool, a monopod and a few 50 gallon garbage bags to keep all of us dry.