What it’s like

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You want to know what it’s like?

The majority of musicians love what they do. It is a lifestyle and more often than not, a labour of love. Most of them didn’t study it in any kind of traditional way. They might have taken lessons for a few years, probably back in high school, but mostly they continue playing out of love. It is an outlet for expression and just because they couldn’t afford to study music at a University level does not mean that that door should be closed.
They found other like-minded and like-inspired musicians who shared their passion and love. Despite going though different phases, bands and friends, they continued to pursue their craft. But it had to be a hobby for the majority of them.
Why?
There is a host of different answers for a host of different people. The majority of musicians had to get jobs outside their passion. Some jobs took preference over their love, whether briefly or for an extended period of time. Some of them fell behind never to play again, save for a few informal jams, but I can assure you, the love and passion still burns for many of them regardless of how intense.
The rest soldiered on to find new forms for their expression. New bands were formed and bands disappeared, only to show up in new forms and so on and so on until they found a group of people who shared an ideal and understood where their love of music resided and what it truly meant for them.
Maybe this group of like-minded, like-inspired musicians all have had to take full-time jobs. Jobs that don’t necessarily always allow the time for band practice or even personal practice. Maybe some even struggled to find a job and had an income below minimum wage.

Imagine you were part of this group of musicians and had to find a place to rehearse, because neighbourhood garages and living rooms were too loud for the neighbours to bare.
Maybe this rehearsal room costs a couple hundred bucks for a few hours of rehearsal AND writing new material.
Maybe one practice a week isn’t enough.
Maybe band practice twice a week isn’t enough and you need to have a personal, quiet time practice by yourself. Maybe that costs money too.
Maybe you broke strings, skins and shed too much wood and have had to pay for the upkeep of your instruments.
Maybe your equipment runs the risk of getting stolen from time to time and you are unable to afford insurance.
Maybe you land a gig and it is the most exciting thing, because you get to bare your souls to an audience. Or so you hope. You hope for an audience to listen and like your creative expressions. You also hope that they like you enough to come to another show, in hopes to build a fan base to help relieve some of the financial burden. So you market and advertise for your shows in the capacity you can with the hope that you can get a good attendance.
Why?
Because it costs you to play at a night club. Venues want to see money, even though all you and the band/s really cares about is a heart-felt, passionate performance which the attended can (hopefully) appreciate.
So what happens when there is a poor attendance?
You and the band/s (about 3 bands per show) pay in however much you didn’t make from your puny R20/R30 cover charge. A “successful” night would be if you made (anything.) over a grand at the door (after deductions from club/engineers/door staff/etc.). That’s a little over R300 PER band.
That one gig, that took weeks of practice and rehearsal, over and above full days of work, only succeeded in paying for ONE practice.
Maybe your band has a few songs ready to be immortalized in a recording. How much is that going to cost? Well whatever it is going to cost, a percentage is more than likely going to come out of your band’s pocket.
Why?
Because you love what you do.
Are you making any money?
Fuck no, but does that mean you have to stop doing it?
Maybe. Maybe eventually.
Do you want to?
FUCK NO!
What if your band is lucky enough to land a sweet gig, but the organizers say: “We’d love to have you on the bill, but we are unable to sponsor or pay you/for you. You going to have to find your own way.”

The majority of musicians have jobs and much of the time it is difficult to do some of the things that are required from a band, extraneous from performing, practicing and writing.
Why not get a manager?
Cos we can’t necessarily afford to pay for two practices a week, pay for upkeep of instruments, finance a decent recording and play shows too poorly attended to be paid.
Maybe because of the poorly attended show the venue gets annoyed because you didn’t bring in the numbers you hoped for.
Maybe clubs stop doing live music because it doesn’t bring in the money.
Maybe there are only a few places left that have live music…

True musicians and artists are not necessarily concerned with money. They are concerned with the expression of their craft as an individual and as a group. They care for the platform for their expression because they need it, because it is part of life itself and that platform is mostly concerned with money because in these times money is the savior of all and without it they will not be safe.

That’s what it’s like. I do what I do because I love it, so I will do what I love to my capacity. If one can’t even do that, then what is the point of doing anything?
I do know that with more helping hands the burden will be lighter.

 

P.S  This is written purely from my experience in my local alternative rock scene in Cape Town, South Africa, although I am sure there are others around the world who can relate.

Cape Town, city of ghosts

As I snaked around the mountain the city slowly revealed itself through the mist. It was eerie and gave me the feeling I could only describe as static. It was a ghost city, filled with the restless spirit of souls unable to move on, condemned to repeating their routine for all their foreseen eternity.

Triptych portraits – Musicians

trip·tych

n.

  1.  A work consisting of three painted or carved panels that are hinged together.
  2.  A hinged writing tablet consisting of three leaves, used in ancient Rome.

I finally made my first attempt of taking and creating a triptych portrait.  I was initially inspired by a blog here on WordPress, per Z pective (check out his stuff).  I really like the idea of using three images to describe a subject, so I thought I’d do some triptych portraits, in this case of musicians.  Every musician is different, from style, inspirations and influences.  I wanted to try to capture the different aspects of each musician to better describe them, tell a story with a triptych.  So these are my first attempt at triptych portraits, I hope to do quite a few of these and so hopefully with time they shall get better!

These triptychs were taken with available ambient lighting, so the grain is quite high.  All shot on my 1.8 50mm at 1.8 at ISO 3200.

Natalie Lucia

Darren – The Confederates

Ryan – The Confederates

Mike – The Confederates

Night watch

I haven’t really posted any night photography shots on my blog before, so the other evening I thought I’d quickly snap a scene I thought would be cool.  What originally inspired me to take this picture was the light above the gate and the light of the security hut.  I thought it would make a nice little photograph, balancing them on either side of the scene.  I was hoping to catch the security guard in the hut, but he was obviously out doing his rounds.  A human element would have been awesome.  I wanted to retain as much detail and clarity in this photograph, so I used the trusty ‘ol tripod and kept my ISO down to 100.  The exposure was obviously a good couple of seconds, so it picked up the trail of lights of the cars passing, which I found cool.  I think I’m going to have to take more night-time shots with the tripod…

Morning light

I’m definitely a morning person.  I love the colour of the light and the way it illuminates everything.  I also enjoy the way mornings feel.  Maybe it’s because everyone hasn’t started their day properly and the hustle and bustle is yet to begin.  I took a quick stroll around Long Street the other morning and decided to just take pictures,  something I haven’t done in a while, it was almost as if I had slightly forgotten how to see things.  Ridiculous, I know, but I’m going to force myself to do more of this.  I love the freedom of just observing, looking for a subject to shoot.  The morning light is so warm and beautiful, everything is side lighting and it tends to exaggerate the shadows.  The buildings in town are tall causing half of the streets to be submerged in shadow, while the other half has this beautiful, warm glow to it.   Mornings are for me and sometimes if I over sleep I feel cheated of my mornings.  Even if it is to appreciate the warm early morning glow whilst laying in bed. I still get to enjoy it…

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