Evolution of an image

In July last 2017, I attended the Summertime Festival at Pyramid Parr Hall, Warrington. The aim was for a friend and I to watch Joanne Shaw Tylor, however there were four bands performing that night, the aforementioned JST, Bad Touch, Stevie Nimmo Trio and Xander & The Peace Pirates. I tried to get a photo pass but failed so took my compact Canon G5X. A great little camera that really performs well but is no match for the bigger sister and my favourite, the 1DX. Anyway as the camera does not have a detachable lens, it was deemed safe to…

Are all Bass Players Deranged?

The bass player used to be the statue the back of the stage, hardly moving and just supplying the constant thrum to compliment the drum beats. Meanwhile upfront and centre was the exuberant guitarist, strutting his stuff, writhing around the stage in bouts of ecstasy whilst alternatively teasing and thrashing his instrument. However these days the bass players have sharpened their elbows and thrusting themselves to the front, no more hiding near the drum kit, the inner animal has been released. Some of the bass men that I’ve photographed over the last couple of years have been as entertaining as…

Feeding Station Marauder

Today was supposed to be a ‘payback’ day for disappearing yesterday to photograph Waxwings, my penance was to paint the bathroom ceiling and door. A day of sanding, filling, painting & cleaning began whilst listening to music and occasionally joining in with the lyrics. Mrs G even went out to get additional supplies to keep me employed with my brushes, getting every possible minute out of my DIY day. I’m a reluctant painter, but once I’ve started I like to crack on and get it done. With the ceiling filled and painted I started on the door jamb when I…