Howdy out there! How goes it on this rainy April 8, 2020, at least here in the Coachella Valley. Rain is cleansing. May it wash over this land and wash away our troubles. I know we are supposed to be practicing social distancing and perhaps if you are careful and it is raining in your area, you could go on an epic puddle hopping adventure all by yourself. Yeah, I know it’s not fun unless you are able to splash someone else, but I am sure you can make up some kind of game. I think it was either my Dad or my sister that used to string up bottle caps so that we could send them down the drains in a race. My Mom used to remind us to wear shoes because “We could catch our death of cold!” or something scary like that. Times sure are changing. However, keep it up folks, keep following those guidelines as they do appear to be working, albeit slowly. Although we are far apart, we are all together in spirit.
Yesterday I started this little game, well sort of game, with myself. I thought it would be fun and hopefully bring some cheer to post some random photos I have captured in the past three years. I put all those SD card in a cup and select one and then pick random shots and post them to my IG stories and feed for that day. I am not one to follow trends like #tbt or #wbw, believe me, I have tried but I am not cool like that. So, I am just posting and hoping to not get on anyone’s nerves, although it’s social media, I am sure to fray a few. So, my apologies in advance. This morning around 3 AM, I pulled a card labeled 7.1.18 RSB. I knew who was on the card. It was the Rob Staley Band. Okay, I am totally guilty of using the word “favorite” in front of everything. It is one of my many flaws. It can’t be fixed. So, since I can’t fix that, this is my favorite country band with a drummer from Guam and a guitarist named James. I know random, but the first time I heard singer Rob Staley mention that fact, my ears perked up. Why? My cousins grew up in Guam back in the 70’s and early 80’s as my Aunt and Uncle were stationed in the Navy. I have always wanted to travel there.
That night, we came down stairs early because the sound upstairs was not good for my ears. I wish that was my only problem that night. Also, I was having issues with my eye. I can almost see normal with one eye open so I can take a photo if I close one I and use AUTO. However, when shooting video, you can’t use the viewfinder and everything beyond my arms reach is blurry so I point in the direction of the music and shapes and pray. It may look like I am staring intently at you but I can’t see you. Truff! (Myocitis) This is why I go gaga over good drumming and good bass playing as they are the key to my picture taking. I use their beats to hit the trigger, especially if I know the song then the beat will be the context clue of how the singer or the guitarist will act or if they are about to “pose.” Good drumming will allow me the freedom to shoot with my eyes closed, really. (As long as I am aimed in the right direction. For fun, I will not level up the photos so they will not be even.)
I remember reviewing the video the next morning and singing the lines to Albert Kings Born Under a Bad Sign as I got to the part were Mr. Staley’s string broke. I thought “ugh”. I had only shot two videos and the other was of James, the guitarist and the quality was not good. It made me sad.
You know if it wasn’t for bad luck I wouldn’t have no kind o’ luck
If it wasn’t for real bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all
At that moment, I would kind of have to agree with my Dad on that one, he used to say those lines to me any time I would get into any sort of trouble. I’ll take it though and all the places my bad luck has taken me. Most of the photos from that night were crap. Not the fault of the band. I had my camera on auto-focus and used the kit lens…The lights were set to disco and spinning wildly around the room. Memories. The band though, true professionals. The photog in me dreams of a photo shoot with those guys but still too shy to ask. Surely, they could be headlining a bigger stage and me, like a proud ol’ neighborhood lady and fan, I hope they do well, as all the other performers that are chasing their dreams. May they all weather this storm and continue in their pursuits. Even though most of us are all in the same boat of uncertainty, if I can help in any way, let me know. Even if its for advice, or a copy of a photo, a funny story or money or to tell me to F off what ever…well maybe not money but hey I will help you look for it or organize a benefit or bake sale (Grama Kush baked goods, ya know what I’m sayin’…ju know?)! Here are a few more photos from that night. Do check these guys out or any band or performer that you know out on Spotify or Youtube…every little bit can help.
Thank you for stopping by where ever you are reading. May you get a little sunshine shine. Hugs.
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