Big concert photography in your small pub
Last video before my Chinese New Year break! I hear some of you say: "Michael, why concert photography? Why shooting a musician on stage?"
On location photography can be pure fun. The fashion-, beauty-, and nude photo shoots which I show in the videos on this blog certainly are. But they only represent a super tiny part of all the photographic genres which are exciting, fun and with which you can make a lot of people happy. Today I’d like to introduce an example for a shoot which does not involve any bikini model, but which certainly is as much fun. The best part: You can do the shoot for yourself. You don’t need to be a concert photographer, you don’t need an accreditation, you don’t need to beg a concert organizer constantly for half a year so that they allow you to take a few photos during the first 3 minutes of the concert. In small venues the live of a concert photographer is much more fun. Have a look:
This diagram is just an example:
And I am serious: If you go try it out now, then wear your earplugs. I don't want your hearing to suffer so that next time you visit my blog you complain that the sound of the videos is not working anymore. Speaking of the next time:
Finally, my out-of-office announcement
For the next weeks, I'll be on a trip to China. I am going to celebrate Chinese New Year with the Chinese part of my family. I won't have time for videos because I have to fully concentrate on all the dinners with all the nice food, you know. I am going to be back with the next blogpost in the last week of February. I hope until then Youtube adopted a cinema like widescreen video format, wide enough for me fitting onto the screen... even after I gained a couple of kilograms in China.
I wish you good light!
-- Michael
PS.:
Here's the song that Jinri Liqui plays at the end of the video:
==> 江湖 / Jianghu / Vagabounds (MP3)
You want to sing a long? Awesome, here's your text:
A1:我们的理想呢 我们的誓言呢 我们的坚强呢
我们的声音呢
我们的呼吸呢 我们的青春呢 我们的倔强呢 我们的笑容呢
如果你都已改变 改变不了你的嘴脸
岁月如风声吹过 吹过的都会如云烟
A2:我们的脚步呢 我们的追随呢 我们的拥抱呢
我们的眼泪呢
我们是混合的 我们是交错的 如果你们都变了 还有我们呢
如果你们都改变 改变的只有你的尊严
岁月如风声吹过 吹过的都会如云烟
经过我们的身边 留下坚硬的谎言
经过我们的侧脸 那些拳头的语言
如果我们都改变 坚硬的穿透了谎言
如果我们去那些 只有潮湿的语言
潮湿的语言 潮湿的语言
如果生命只是过程 我怎会如此的失落
