On the brink of ACL, Portugal. The Man made a stop in Houston to play on the White Oak Music Hall lawn. Opting to project quips about their lack of on-stage banter and computer-generated sounds, the set was hyper-focused on the music; the phenomenal music. Not only were no computers used to make noise, the concert included a string, horn, and woodwind section. To make a good thing even better, Pink Floyd and Beatles covers also happened.
Not too long ago, I had a dream Josh Tillman of Father John Misty and I were sat outside the darkroom of my Stanford film photography class deep in conversation waiting for our prints to dry. He was dressed in all white, a solid six inches shorter than myself, and never took off his sunglasses. The details of our conversation have dissolved, like most details of dreams.
A couple nights ago I got to spend some more time with Father John Misty and my camera; this time on the White Oak Music Hall lawn. Check out the shots below.
The first time I listened to Young The Giant they were still going by The Jakes and playing a nostalgic song about war with sweeping guitar solos that reverberated inside the walls of the Jeep I'd just gotten for my sweet 16. The first time I saw YTG live I was 19, drunk on summer (and tequila) slinging watermelon juice at Free Press Summer Fest 2012. The first time I shot YTG they were reopening FPSF 2016 after it was shut down from rain. The second time I shot YTG was last night for their last stop on the Home of the Strange Tour to a sold out crowd on the White Oak Music Hall lawn.
So you could say we go way back. As always, click 'em to see 'em big.
There were a lot of cool things about shooting the Houston stop of Washed Out's Mister Mellow Tour:
- Almost five years ago to the day, I used the song "Feel It All Around" in an admittedly shitty video I made of my friends and myself floating the San Marcos River.
- This weekend marked exactly one year of shooting at White Oak Music Hall for Pegstar Concerts and the venue alike.
- The visuals projected were dope. Taking from the visual album released alongside the audio album, various forms of animation (including collage, claymation, and real-time projection tracking) made the concert a holistic way to experience Mister Mellow and its themes.
- They sold that mf out!
As always, click 'em to see 'em big and on black.
About the only thing as dependable as Houston traffic is that there will be rain in the forecast the weekend of Houston's Free Press Summer Fest. Past years' events have succumb to venue changes (apparently hosting a festival along a bayou during the rainy season doesn't always bode well) and temporary evacuations, and this year was no different.
Despite a renewed optimism from not being forced to relocate to the sweltering hell that is the NRG parking lot for the third year in a row, the first day of FPSF '17 was met with rain and eventually a two hour lightning evacuation. Festival-goers (predominately teens covered in copious amounts of glitter or clad in basketball jerseys) reentered Eleanor Tinsley Park just as the skyline backdrop began to illuminate. But the damage was already done. The grounds had become a glorified bayou themselves. Mud slides, intentional or not, were numerous and took many victims.
The forecast for day two was worse than that of day one, and all the mud that didn't have time to dry only added insult to injury. At 1 pm, FPSF sent out alerts that rain was imminent. At 2:30, performances were temporarily suspended, and by 6:15 they'd cancelled the event altogether.
Still, the performances those in attendance got to see were met with little criticism; the artists brought enough energy to lift the funk the weather cast over everyone. And in the end, it just doesn't feel like summer in Houston without a trip to FPSF.