Whew. What a weird day. Rain. Heat. Humidity. More rain.
Then, after mostly recovering yesterday, my poor hip started to hurt sooooooo bad. So I cheated.
It’s also been a very frustrating day — make that week — when technology was not my friend. At any time. It seems like just about everybody need to download an upgrade. Processes that worked fine, stopped working. Notice there are no copyright watermarks. I could have gone back and redone them, but I’m tired of doing things two and three times to get to square one.
The pictures. Kind of more of the same. That’s one of the reasons I’m not a music photographer, except when I want to be. Unless you are friends with everybody on stage and have incredible access — which comes from years of working with groups of musicians, promoters and venue owners — even with pretty good mobility around the stage, the pictures are the same.
There’s only so much you can do. That’s why I go for decisive moments. For a little story telling pictures. For the time in between. Or, I have to schlep something like a 600mm lens so that I can make good portraits without looking up the musician’s nose. In the heat and humidity of a New Orleans summer, I’d probably get about 500 steps before I fell on the ground begging for water.
Yes. I liked the drummer a lot. I don’t know what he was seeing. But, I wouldn’t want him giving me that evil eye.
They are what they are. Good music. Okay pictures. Tomorrow is another day. The thing I like best about the festival happens tomorrow. The Jazz Mass and second line honoring Louis Armstrong on his birthday take place in Treme. And, with a days recovery time, I’ll be in fighting form.
Or, something like that.
One more thing. I’m sorry to all of you who follow me on Facebook. Their way of preventing “fake news” is to shut down the auto distribution. You can only do that if you have a business page. So, I reconfigured WordPress to send my work to LaskowitzPictures on Facebook. I’m in the middle of inviting you to follow me there. Again, my apologies.