I'm still sifting through the ons of photos I got of Sloan last night so I can put them up on Chicagoist in the next day or so. If you missed the show, you missed out. Afterward I went to Rehab at evilOlive for the first time and actually had a lot of fun! The DJs play the same stuff I was playing ten years ago, so I guess you could say it's sort of a dance rock retro type of affair with a younger crowd. maybe I should try and snag a guest spot? Looks like it could be fun.
I also learned that showing up at a dance party with a camera makes you everyone's best friend. Although there's some sort of photographer/promoter protocol I didn't know about. When I was shooting the DJs I was asked who I was shooting for because I guess some photogs will snap shots and claim them as being from some other party or sell them or something. Weird. Makes me glad I only do this as a hobby and a means of promoting cool events through here or Chicagoist. Also, through the influence of folks like Clayton / Cobrasnake / Last Night's Party, everyone has poses they strike whenever they see a flash approaching. It's actually a little weird.
I did get a few good shots, but they were all attained by hiding the camera until the second before I released the shutter. And people kept asking for my card.* Oh! And near the end of the night I ran into another photog who messed with the settings of my camera so I could shoot in the dark better. Now I just have to figure out how to set them back.
Anyway, here's a few shots. They're all un-retouched, by the way.
Oh my gawd this is SO much fun. (It was, actually.)
Stop!
Shots?
Off guard!
See? Different color settings!
More bashful!
Haughty!
Finally, Lady Friend said:Dude, we have to go.
And stop looking at me like that.
Weirdo.
*I don't have a card.
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