I love my job. I admit it. I've been doing this now for 43 years, and today I'm just as excited as I was on day one. Why? Because every day is a new adventure, I get to see something for the first time, meet people, and live richly. Rarely are two days the same. Last night it was hardcore punk rock, garage bands and today was opera. More about the opera another time.
Last Saturday I attended a concert a GetHip Recordings. The hardcore punk rock, garage band music was the kind of pounding music you feel inside of you. Three great bands performed, Fortune Teller, Baby Brains, and Nox Boys.
Of course, shooting bands will always put pressure on the photographer to get the images, no matter what. As many of my editors said, "Get me pictures, I can't print excuses!" Words I've lived by for a very long time. Because these bands were hard-driving and in constant motion, my normal 1/125 shutter speed wasn't always going to cut the mustard. Knowing there would be issues, I still jumped the speed to 1/250, and that wasn't enough all the time. Problems? Sure, the fluorescent flight didn't finish a full cycle, so there were some random color shifts, differences in density, and the biggest challenge, I needed an ISO in the stratosphere. To get 1/250, I needed 25,600 ISO. The "Break Glass In Case of Emergency" ISO. As always, the Fuji XT-3 produced files with a full range of tone, good density, and accurate auto white balance. The noise, while abundant, was not excessive. The pictures are more than usable, even at that mind-blowing speed. Once upon a time in the old days of film shooting this concert would have been impossible without blasting the performers with flash or cooking Kodak P3200 for at least a half hour, and much prayer.
In the end, I decided the photos best told the story in black and white. Not because of technical issues, but the hardcore punk sound made me think of the gritty places I shot in the 70's and 80's. The only thing different between then and now was my use of flash and Tri-X. Well, almost the only thing.