White Mischief: Dr Voltini

Hardly my best ever photo. Still, it’s a man with lightning up his arse. Who doesn’t love a picture of a man with lightning up his arse?

White Mischief: Ready For His Close Up

Still working through the White Mischief backlog, and here’s the last of the lead singers, Toby of Kunta Kinte, one of the organisers of the night. Not got very much to say about this one.

I also have a small collection of photos that I’ll put up in the next day or two from a couple of birthday parties at the weekend, and I’ll probably put one or two of them across here, but since they’re mostly of family and friends, and therefore of limited interest, I won’t put the lot on here.

White Mischief: Evil Genius

Doesn’t work are full res, but it’ll do for a web shot. Common wisdom regarding concert photography is that microphones and their stands are bad things to have in shot, but I rather like them here.

For the avoidance of doubt, though: Charlie (pictured) is actually very tall, not some strange midget, as this photo might make him look.

Y’know, I’ve had to disclaim two things about this shot. Perhaps that ought to tell me something…

White Mischief: Our Hostess

A shot of our hostess for the night, Mysti Vine. I can’t quite decide how I feel about this – either the shot is a sucess because of the way her eyes stand out of the picture, or the fact that they do is ruining it. I honestly don’t know. I suppose they are, at least, striking.

This is perhaps a fairly extreme example of my tendency to leave lots of space in my photos of people – I tend to allow a person at most two thirds of the frame, and I tend to prefer it if they’re kept down to a third of the frame. It’s one of the reasons I don’t do conventional portraiture very often, because I don’t like shots that are just about the person in them. A little more space in the shot is my attempt to remind the viewer that the subject exists in a wider context…

White Mischief: Steampunk Preacher

Stephen Coates, the lead singer of The Real Tuesday Weld, the only band from White Mischief not yet featured on this blog, in part at least because I only have one other decent photo of them, so I’ve been holding back.

Re the title: For all sorts of reasons, Mr Coates’ performance reminds of nothing quite so much as a strange man of god from a not-quite-normal world, and I think this shot, and its title catch reflect that as best I can manage.

A Drummer, For Once

OK, I confess – the commentary in the last two photos about how you almost never see the drummer in photos was just set-up for the this shot of one of Kunta Kinte’s drummers.

Well, not entirely. They have two, and the other went unphotographed (by me, at any rate) because he was in the traditional position at the back of the stage. It seems slightly unfair to me, that one drummer gets to be front of stage while the other languishes at the back, but y’know, I got this photo of a drummer, so I can’t complain too much…

Got Him In The End

For as long as I’ve been going to Flipron gigs, I’ve been trying to get a decent shot of their keyboard player, and I have finally managed it. I feel that I may now die in peace.

Well, that may be a bit of an exaggeration, but it has proved very hard to get a shot of him that was in focus, without motion blur, and a decent composition. 2 out of three, I have managed several times, but this is the first time I’ve got all three.

Now if I could just do the same for the drummer…

White Mischief: Punters #2

Winning today’s award for imaginative title, another shot of one of the punters from White Mischief. Same as last time, if you know them, do let them know about this, and if you are them, and object, please, let me know.

Nothing To Be Scared Of

And now, the punters. I do feel slightly uneasy about this – I don’t know these people, and they didn’t sign any release (but on the other hand, they did pose for the eejit with the big camera and the laminate round his neck, so it’s not like it wasn’t clear what was happening). But under UK law, that’s OK, I’m just not allowed to make money off it. Which I’m not doing.

Still, in the unlikely even that anyone reading this recognises these people, do point them this way.

If this is you, then I will be happy to take this down on request, or, indeed, furnish you with a higher res version of this shot if it turns out you like it.