…at the same time? What more could a guy wish for? (I will leave the few inappropriate suggestions to myself. :-P)
Few places in the world have better jazz clubs, than Chicago. Around a week ago, we’ve decided to give one of them a try. It wasn’t the first one and definitely not the last one, but it was the most enjoyable so far. The musicians were very skilled and played nice jazz with a distinct Hispanic flavour.
The food was good, but pitifully, they were out of Guinness, and as no other substance can take you so close to understanding the very fabric of the Multiverse, we were simply out of luck. :-P
My thanks for organising this event belong to Brian, (on the photo below,) the mastermind who came up with the idea, and arranged it flawlessly for all of us. Also to him belong the thanks for keeping me company on the walk home, so that I wasn’t the only one to prefer the lakeside over a bus.
Although it doesn’t seem so, the light in the restaurant was rather low, so in order to maintain high enough shutter speed, compromises with high ISO had to be made. These photos can thus serve as an idea of real-life sensitivity and noise on various high ISO settings on Canon EOS 40D. I was shooting wide open most of the time, and some photos may lack sharpness, because it’s rather difficult to hold a lens with such focal lengths in low light perfectly still. As, for obvious reasons, I can’t supply the sound, my focus will be instead on photography. :-)
It’s the only band I know that have a bass player for their front-man. He is extraordinarily skilled, has no noticeable difficulties playing complicated riffs and singing at the same time, and makes a very enjoyable show.
These two guys at the percussions worked together smoothly, and the overall feeling of the music was very relaxed and pleasant. Shame on me for forgetting their name, because I would gladly come and listen to them again.
The trumpet player was the most difficult to photograph, because I just couldn’t get the right angle… also, he was only playing once in a while, so this is the best and least obstructed shot I could get.
There goes another one, and that’s it for tonight – because of the frecking fire-drill, last night I’ve only slept for under three hours, so I really need to get to bed. (Don’t get me started.)
PS: I hope especially Pigi finds these more appealing, than the portrait practice.
Oh, and here’s a quick snapshot of a crazy fountain outside, on the way back:
Yes it is better really. But yet… shame on you: “It’s the only band I know that have a bass player for their front-man.” How could you? You were in the front row, his sweat was rushing on your head and you were screaming: “A ja sprostá, som si kvoli tebe oholila nohy a i ďalše veci”! And yet you don’t remember a single band with a bass player for their frontman? Pche
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Eh damn it, I soooo knew I was missing something… it was late, and eh… zle fúkalo… a ja sprostý, som na tak výbornú kapelu zabudol, už mi vážne hrabe, vec je istá, že viac zmrviť už to asi ani nešlo, no to sú mi veci… :-P
As a “punishment”, I will be listening to them all night long. ;-D