I’m posting A lot of pics of Patti…………because I stood for five hours and inched my way into a position to be able to take them. That, as “Trumpy” would say, is a fuck of lot of strategic patience, not to mention extraordinary bladder control.
Bluesfest had kindly given me a Photographers pass, but when I went to the briefing we were told that only 5 photographers would be able to shoot Patti, for two songs only and then just from the side of the stage.
So I thought bugger that and decided to try for a position at the front of the mosh pit….it took a bit of inching forward but I finally ended up behind a lovely couple of funeral photographers from the Gold Coast, we are now firm friends, hard not to be after standing that close for hours …. I’m also now the full bottle on Funeral Photography – who knew -.
This first lot of images are from the “Horses” concert. THE BEST concert I have ever been to…maybe it was the anticipation of seeing someone I so admire and being so close, I will carry the power of that concert with me forever.
These images were hard won…having got to a spot at the front of the mosh pit Security told anyone with a pro looking camera to stop shooting……….not bloody likely!
On Good Friday, we gathered for the acoustic set. It felt almost Evangelical….poetry, readings from Rich Kids, a remembering of those who had died, her list read aloud mine just silently thought.
Dylan’s A Hard Rain’s A Gonna Fall’ this time with the words in hand.
I found myself behind Radio National’s Fran Kelly….an obvious and dedicated fan.
It felt like a call to arms, to fight the complacency to question and to do.
Thank you Patti Smith.
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