Last night we experienced our first professional photo shoot. It was um, interesting to say the least. I’m not sure how these things usually go nor am I sure how these things are SUPPOSED to go. Maybe I’ll just share, and some of you with more experience than I can tell me if we’re totally whack or not.
The whole thing started around 3:30pm at the local Savemart. Apparently we had to buy make up to make our faces less glossy. Now…I’m not saying this or that or the other, but this band is getting pretty feminine pretty quick. First, it was girl pants. This was unavoidable. Playing rock and roll requires us to look good. Guy pants suck. What they call boot cut for guys is no where near what they call boot cut for girls, and well, the girl pants have bigger and better flairs. Bell bottoms if you will. But makeup? It was one thing to swallow my pride and shop in the women’s section at K-mart, but standing with 7 other guys in the “Maybe It’s Maibaline” section took the cake. Hey whatever. We gotta do what we gotta do I guess. It just seemed to me that some of us enjoyed the experience a bit too much.
After the makeup excursion, we had about an hour and a half to kill, so we went to a bar, talked and drank, then headed to the location. Arriving at the location, we discovered the building was all locked up. Our photographer had to call the land lord and get it unlocked, so that killed another hour and a half.
The location was pretty cool. It was an old run down apartment in down town Lancaster. It had a very historical look to it, and it was a great environment to work in. However, one had to watch one’s step. There were boards with nails sticking up everywhere. Safety first kids.
Finally the photographer got set up and we started the shoot. Now our lead singer is a graphic designer, and a damn good one at that. However, he’s gotta stick his fricken nose into everything art. He has this underlined way of getting credit for things he had nothing to do with. Ehh whatever. I know you guys all love drama, but I won’t bash one of my best friends…too much. I have to say though, his ideas along with guidance from the photographer lead to some spectacular group shots, ones like no one has ever done before.
The photo shoot took about 5 hours. I don’t know if that’s long or short, but it seemed like an eternity. I got a ride with our drummer who fortunately had to get up early for work the next day. This meant that we got first dibs on our individual shots and we got out of there at a decent time. When we left though, several of the guys still had to do their shots. I’m guessing they were there for another 2 or 3 hours.
Now might be a good time to tell the most interesting part of this tale. Our singer and lead guitarist had this idea of getting white doves for the photo shoot about 3 weeks ago. I blew it off as over the top and something they would never follow through with. Well I’ll be damned if they didn’t arrive on scene with a cage and 3 domesticated pigeons(domesticated pigeons are all white). A lot of the night was spent caressing these pigeons and training them to the point of where they would stay where we would put them, flap their wings when we wanted them to, ect.
To me, the whole experience was over the top. However, I’m one who would much rather rock than worry about these stupid affairs. I guess it’s good that we have some people who think about the image though and try to make us look professional. I reckon it’s important. I just hope that if this band takes off I don’t have to spend the rest of my career playing Dr. Doolittle.Powered by Sidelines