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Gee, boss, all I can see is a rainbow-colored shoegaze band...
This excellent Brooklyn collective (and yes, collective, seriously! there were like eight people onstage, plus a projectionist, who, okay, is actually from Philly) put on an awesome set at this month's Sorted DJ night. It was a short showing, but they'd had a bunch of gear stolen the night before...a fate that seems to befall them often...so they had every excuse for being bummed / not into it. I'm surprised they showed up at all.
They're clearly pissed. Dream pop musicians don't snarl like that otherwise.
He's full-on wailing.
OK, enough with the being-bummed-about-instrument-thievery thing. The other cool thing about this show was that the projections were done in 3D, so if you got there early enough to get a pair of glasses, it was visually kinda neat. Some shots worked well, some not so well. This one is especially cool. If you've got a pair of glasses sitting around, give it a try.
Actually, those first couple comments were jokingly done. Give their brushes with cruel fate, Mahogany seemed to be having much fun throughout the evening, displaying insanely good spirits and cheerful energy. Seriously, just what I needed tonight.
Ever seen Transit this empty, Philly kids? I didn't think so.
Standing beneath a giant net of baloons, waiting for the night to get underway, stands Dave P., the DJ who organizes this whole crazy shindig.
Amusing myself with things I wouldn't otherwise notice in a nightclub during its dimly-lit, crowded state. Here, a sign asks people to sign up for their free birthday party "Thursday or Friday!"
Liam and I nabbed a seat at the bar, which was great, as we didn't have to fight the crowd once they got let in.
Man Man leaps!
Man Man plays!
I don't think these two aging hipsters realized they were doing this in sync, cool as it would be to believe it's some new fashionista dance thing. Nah, I think they're actually both just letting people through.
Besides, the dude (who, wow, is way more fratty than hipster) is too busy oggeling these girls who appear to be making out. Heh.
Man, I remember going to Making Time parties when you could actually walk across the dancefloor, or at least easily maneuver your way through. Goddamn.
Okay, so this dude felt the need to be the chubby naked guy for the evening. I have more shots, but they're kind of gross, so they're not posted directly...if you're curious, you can look at them here, here and here.
Midnight strikes. Baloons fall. Chaos ensues.
As the last strains of inflatible colored rubber and confetti falls, so do glow sticks.
With that, the floor comes alive like some kind of early 90s Nigel Richards shindig. Holy rave casualties!
In the coat check room, two disaffected girls smoke cigarettes while it appears a sexual assault is happening right next to them.
There's nothing funny about sexual assault, especially sexual assault at Making Time, as I'm sure it's happened in many capacities over the years. But these people seem to find the scene humorous, so I think that absolves me from going to Hell for the above comment.
I took pictures of the very first Snow Fairies show at a New Year's Eve party in 2000, so I suppose it's fitting that I tooks shots of the very last Snow Fairies show a few days before NYE in 2006.
Thing is, this is the third time they've played a "last show" in the past year. I once joked with my friend Neal (the bassist) that a great way to bring people out to their shows would be to book shows seveal months apart and for each one, say it was their farewell show, their final show, whatever...I think he took me seriously.
Another happy flash accident! I take a shot as somebody else's flash goes off, giving me proper lighting on Jayme and the band without any washing out of colors, without any redeye, etc. I love my camera.
Oh, right, so what I was saying before. Even though this is the third time The Snow Fairies have said a show was their final show, I fear they actually mean it this time. They kind of did an unassuming set, just played their new EP start to finish, and didn't do an encore even when people were hollering (yes, hollering) for one. Rose looks a bit despondent here.
Funky light tomfoolery while Neal and Jayme sing.
A neat shot, taken by balancing my camera on top of the PA. I'm so reckless, but then again, this shot is kinda so good.
What, you didn't think the crowd was hollering? Didn't think The Snow Fairies had that kind adoration? Seriously, people were going all goofy-nuts at this show. OK, fine, so the couple next to the screaming girls seems kinda bored. But still...crazy.
Rose makes one of her signature cute Rose faces.
The lights were too low to get a decent close-up of her, so I suppose I should be happy with what I got in this one.
Especially since she doesn't look up there like the demonic posessed zombie robot that she seems here.
Unless this breakup is also bogus, this may be the last picture I'll ever take of The Snow Fairies. *sniffle* Awl, such a great band. They'll be missed.