Everybody knows that one of the shortcuts to taking good pictures is to get out for the early light. The angles get going, but somehow more urgently than in the afternoon. There is a sense of purpose to the early part of the day. For everyone.
Everybody knows the content game is where it’s at these days. The big guys, the little guys… heck, Desedo Films. So it’s nice to see Bill Murray deadpanning his way through his cameo in an internet-only short film. Of course Funny or Die is no ordinary internet video portal given its founders. (Love the name, hate the website, btw). Still, none of that was a factor in the snuffled laughter heard emanating from locus-Raafman a few minutes ago. Writing still counts, and spot-on performances. Them’s the facts.
That’s a significant step up in production value from where these guys started out. I think I’ll have a glass of milk now.
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Wanted: a good visual metaphor that says what we’re thinking most of the time: namely that the good stuff is often obscured by too much of the other.
Here, instead, a less-than-stellar photograph: “shoot it vertically next time, kid.” Photographs that fail to circulate the eye around the image reveal a lack of imagination or skill on the part of the shooter. Can pessimism and hubris be far behind?
This location once provoked an entirely different kind of reaction (and image-making).
Early in the morning, or late, late at night, rather, the stars shine most brightly. Many of these constellations drift through the night in loose formations that reconfigure according to the vagaries of social life. Most are nameless or known simply by proxy sobriquets: bartender, tattoo personality guy, sunglass girl, bodega clerk. But shine they do in the way that they might.
Would it be unfair to lump stars in the same heap as vampires? Are they not all captivating and daylight-shy?
Alternate titles for this post include: “Tattoo Personality Guy Has a Posse” and “How I Need to Stop Hanging Out In Bars Until They Close and Thinking Everybody Is So Great.”
Getting those long exposures working always feels good. This shot is from The Exit’s show in Boston last week. Out of town gigs are never easy on the lumbar region, but at least there is the show. Here’s an earlier interview I did with the band.
When the Falling Stars first appeared in the fall of 1996, the occasion was an open mic night on a college campus and the lineup was different from the group that would eventually perform dozens of shows over the next two and a half years. In fact, the original lineup of four only appeared together that one occasion in a basement space with an improvised sound system and only the whimsy of actually performing hip-hop as its basis. The process that changed the lineup was one of machinations and dissemblance by two of the members; the name of the group had been originated outside of the confines of the membership as well. Plainly, the group’s destiny was to be as star-crossed as its unironic name implied.