For those who are new to my blog, you can click on the photograph to enlarge it, and then click on the enlarged photo once again to index through. Also, for the most part I do not edit my photos. What you see is what I shot. There are those occasions when I have to color correct because of lighting, to better present to you the voice of the concert. The photos of The Steepwater Band are all raw. (I was tempted to do some correction, however I am going to lay myself on the line on this one.)
For a band to function as a whole, body language is used a lot to indicate the mood, the change up, the vibe as I call it. (Oh, let us not forget a lot of practice as well.) The signal bounces from musician to musician, as a wireless sync. These guys are at the top when it comes to sync. They watch, take note, and school us as to their interpretation of what music is. The Steepwater Band's music needs to be taught to everyone!!!!!! (I have a CD now to learn from . . . oh ya.)
Here are some photos of the evening . . .
|(my hero, Joe . . . wished I still played the drums)|
House of Blues only allow you in the "pit" for the first three songs of each band. I believe it is so the fans are not obstructed by the photographers. I am not really sure (I'm new at this). However, about half way into their set, after seeing others taking advantage and later getting told to leave the pit, I ducked back in myself and sat down on a small platform. I was able to take these next set of photos before my seconds were numbered. I think because I was courteous to the staff all evening, following all the rules up to that point, they cut me a little slack and gave me my time. Or, super stealth struck again! Also, I am sitting near stage left, so the next set of photographs are a bit biased because of what I was able to see.
I want to thank the The Steepwater Band for giving me this chance to grow my photography skills. I have been doing this since this past January (2012), and I have been deep diving into it because it is a hell of a lot of fun. Sort of a burning passion that was kept low lit all these years, and now on fire. Wish I could quit my day job!