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Spending the weekend editing photographs from last week's Open Mic Night! Here is one of my favourite shots!
I am testing Lightroom's new AI Denoise feature on some very old noisy shots taken with a very old noisy camera body, the Pentax K100D Super. I am amazed and delighted at how well this noise remover works.
Platonic Café performing at the Mississauga Arts Council Open Mic Night at Metalworks Institute, November 14, 2008.
In the band: Ryan Hill, Maxwell Lucas, Thomas Willington, Maaor Ziv.
I am testing Lightroom's new AI Denoise feature on some very old noisy shots taken with a very old noisy camera body, the Pentax K100D Super. I am amazed and delighted at how well this noise remover works.
Platonic Café performing at the Mississauga Arts Council Open Mic Night at Metalworks Institute, November 14, 2008.
In the band: Ryan Hill, Maxwell Lucas, Thomas Willington, Maaor Ziv.
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We had another weekend in Lincoln because we love it so much. Started off really well too - an awesome burger at Huckleberry's foloowed by a night down at The Birdcage pub to see an open mic night. Some brilliant acts on there, we had a great time.
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We had another weekend in Lincoln because we love it so much. Started off really well too - an awesome burger at Huckleberry's foloowed by a night down at The Birdcage pub to see an open mic night. Some brilliant acts on there, we had a great time.
This picture was taken at Amundsen-Scott South Pole Station, Antarctica during the 2014 Winter in the station's gym.
Antarctica celebrates holidays that mark progress through the seasons (sunrise, sunset, station closing, etc). This picture was taken on Mid-Winter which is a holiday (we still work!) where we celebrate being half of the way through the winter season. During the 9 month winter, it gets too cold for planes to land so the South Pole is essentially isolated from the rest of the world. Each winter South Pole Station has a Mid-Winter Dinner and we share a customized local greeting with the other winter stations in Antarctica. This winter, we added an open-mic concert in the gym to our celebration.
In the photo, a group of South Pole 2014 winter-overs plays the station a couple songs.
One of the performers who takes to the stage at a once-a-month Open Mic Night in our area. I have shot pro-bono at that event for the past two years and I have benefitted greatly by improving my event photography skills. I still have a long way to go, but at least I'm getting out of my comfort zone of nature photography and learning another style!
The performer above really makes his guitar sing (as well as his voice), and it's always a joy to see and hear him perform...
I shot most of the evening with the Nikkor 105mm f/2.8 VR...
We were there to see and support our Niece, Niamh, who was having her first go at this and did wonderfully well. She included her cover of one of my favourites, Julieta Venegas - Limon Y Sal, a song that I introduced her to this summer!
these guys were the ones that came on after her - great musicians - . I remember that the one on the left was called Conall (easy for me to remember that)
Julieta Venegas - Limon Y Sal
Open Mic Night
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Back Wall and Above-----
Stars on wall: +Half-Deer+ Lighted Pathway - Stars -
Rainbow
Hanging backcloth: DIGS - Holden Wall Hanging - Ombre 1
Hanging stars: Zigana Stars White
Pillow: [Fetch] Razi Set - Pillow
Hanging light: Oberon's trick Droplight
To the Right----
Sandwich board: {what next} Large A-Board Sign (Blank)
Peacock: [LJ] Peacock Statue - Silver
Middle---
Stool: Kalopsia - Stool
Guitar case: .:Standby Inc. - World Tour - BlackGoldOpenedGuitarCase
Guitar: *Figment* Bard's Guitar Sheathed-Medium Ether
Mic: floorplan. vintage microphone
Side table: DIGS - Etienne Side Table [MESH]
Candle light: Marmalade Jam Summer Garden Lights Blue
Drink: The Horror~Babal Tea - Beach
Amp: .:Standby Inc. - World Tour - Small Speaker (Rez) w/Cord
Rug: ~silentsparrow~ A Forest Rug - Rainbow Edition
Windlight: Phototools- Trilogy Rain 01
I mean, I know the one date Aliya and I went on wasn't really super successful, but I think moving to LA is a bit of an overreaction.
(Come to think of it, this is the second time a girl I've asked out has moved to LA. And a couple weeks ago, a girl I tried to date decided LA wasn't enough, so moved all the way to Hawaii.)
Anyway, Thursday was Aliya's going away party, plus her last Picasso's. I went and took a few photos and hugged her goodbye, but couldn't stay the whole night since I'd promised my friend Allie that I'd go to her show. I felt a bit guilty about that since it was my last chance to see Aliya, but on the other hand, she was swarmed by people wanting to get in their last bit of Aliya time, so it's not like I'd get to spend a bunch of time with her.
Allie's band--Ian McGowan and the Good Deeds--turned out to be actually pretty damn good. I hope to see them play a lot more in the future.
This is how the inside of the fireplace at the Grace is currently decorated. The fireplace is near the pool table for those who cannot remember where the heck the fireplace is located. Picture taken on a rather basic semi-smart phone in a dimly lit room.
Yup. I went to the jam session/open mic night at the Grace last night. Too watch, not to play. About time too - it's been a few years.
George Bernard Shaw liked to quote himself in conversation, so following in his footsteps:
"The Grace was, as always, diverse. Comfy... like a friend's lounge room. My feet absorbed the vibrations of the music (nope, that's not deep... it's just how it really was). And when one of the bands took up the challenge from someone in the audience to cover Bon Jovi's 'Wanted Dead or Alive', I laughed my ass off at their dramatic antics throughout the song. Babies Eating Dingoes (or whatever they'll call themselves the next time around) were an interesting mix of tribal... and ... um... something. I was too enthralled by the music and crowd to go in search of BBQ but it was there. Of course. As it always is on a Monday. I love the blend of the young, the middling and the older - and perhaps even wiser - who make an appearance on a Monday... or any other night at the Grace. The mix of musos in shorts and thongs; next to those dressed in black t-shirts and jeans next to those sporting cowboy hats; next to those with artful plaits. The crowd, a mix of crazy grooving dancy folk and laid back listeners ... standing, sitting on the floor and leaning against the walls. I'll stand by my last statement about open mic nights at the Grace... they are soul cleansing happiness when you can just be whoever you are. After all, you are just hanging out in a lounge room with a bunch of fun people. Or something like that." - Morgan, 11 Feb 2013 talking about the open mic night/Billy Bob's BBQ Jam at The Grace Emily Hotel.
Students performed at the Fall Fling's Open Mic Night put on by SAC Special Events. November 5, 2015. Photo by: Annie Goodroad
Or possibly Sara. I met her briefly last night on my way out of the Open Mic because I was ex-goddamn-hausted.
(Why was I ex-goddamh-hausted, you ask? Well, it was Wednesday, which means that I had to go to my weekly staff meeting for work, which means that I needed to be dressed and out the door at like 8:15, which means I needed to move my daily workout back an hour. And I was planning to spend the evening in a non-picture-taking context, although those plans ended up falling through, so I wanted to move it back even further so I could take some shots before the meeting. And since I was planning to get up so early, I went to bed a bit earlier than normal, which meant I wasn't deeply asleep when my upstairs neighbor's alarm went off and couldn't get back to sleep 15 minutes later when she finally turned it the hell off. So, long story short, I'd been up since about 3:30am)
Anyway, Sarah thought I was someone else at first, but when she figured out that I was me and not him, we chatted a bit and discovered that she really liked the pictures I took of Patrice a couple weeks ago.
Yesterday was a really fun night at Picasso's, except for the heat, the crushing heat, the heat that seeps into every fiber of your being and saturates you with sweat and makes you think you'll never again feel anything but slimy and sticky and gross, heat that makes it hard to breathe and hard to think and hard to interact with other people because you always worry that an accidental touch or even just the feel of the breath from their words near your ear might tick up that one remaining degree between barely surviving the temperature and collapsing from heat stroke.
But, you know, other than that it was fun.
Benny brought me the solid-body electric ukulele he's been building for me. Needs some adjustments to the head/nut, but I'm still really excited about it.
Also, got to play around with Samantha's brother's baritone uke a bit. Which made me realize that I needed to own one. Which made me check Amazon and discover I could get one for well within my impulse-buy price range. Which means I ended the evening owning two more ukuleles than I started the day with. I own seven ukuleles now and maybe that's still not enough ukuleles for me to own? I still don't have a resonator ukulele or a bass ukulele or a compact travel ukulele or a pineapple ukulele or a super high quality Koa wood ukulele made in Hawaii that cost me thousands of dollars, after all. I still have a ways to go before I achieve peak ukulele.