Little Victories

I fell in love with the Horrors when they released their brilliant debut ‘Strange Houses’ album in 2007. I must’ve played that sucker to the point of totally and utterly destroying every digital fibre on that disc. Just an amazing album that still gets regular spins today.

Going Out In Style

I first shot the Dropkick Murphys back in 2009. It ranked as one of the first gigs I had ever shot and the photos were pretty much stamped with all sorts of newbieness! So much so, the gig that night was shot with my 450D as I didn’t have the more fanciful gear at my disposal. You do what ya gotta do! Cut your teeth and learn from each and every experience! Well, that’s what I keep telling myself!

I was a rookie. A total newbie – but I have fond memories of that night as it was a predictably crazy gig by both band and the rabid fans the Murphys seem to have accumulated over their career. Having said that, the gear might have improved since that night and a veritable feast of gigs since then has elevated me away from total novice, but I still feel there is along way to go as a photographer.

The Pleasure Principle

The anticipation for this gig had been extremely high from the get go! Several months ago when the fine folk at Red Ant Touring announced the dates, I was already psyched!

Gary Numan was one of the first gigs I got to shoot when I began this venture into this thing known as ‘rock and roll photography’, and I remember just how much of an amazing gig that was. Every so often a gig comes along that just enwraps itself into every synapse of your mushy brain, and that Numan show from 2009 was certainly one of them!

Ghetto Stars

Coming from the musical world of the extremely hard edged kick ass rocking genres, I’ve been pretty impartial to Tricky’s Trip Hop, dark, ambient, electronica, sprechgesang stylings!

So tonight, in the form of a Valentine’s Day present from my partner, (thanks babe!) we attended the Tricky gig at Melbourne’s gorgeous Forum Theatre.

Booneville Stomp

I was running so late tonight, that I thought I would miss the start of the show and of course, my allotted shooting in the first three songs. I barely made it by the skin of my teeth and by the time I got into the photo-pit – the lights had dimmed and Les Claypool and his masked cohorts had hit the stage.