Snowy Skirt

It’s not Throwback Thursday, but I’m not bothered with that right now.  This is quite a throwback, one that predates this blog by a good six months.

That makes it almost nine years ago.

I am revisiting this photo for a personal project of mine and since it has never been introduced in this blog, I’m sharing it with you now.  There are quite a few stories to this image.  I’ll tell one, but have fun creating some for yourself.

Snowy Skirt

The setting – Sapporo, Hokkaido, Japan.  February 2006.  We were visiting the annual Sapporo Snow Festival, which is amazing.  After an evening of watching the light and laser shows around the large snow sculptures, we decided to head down the side streets.

The sidewalks are kept clear all winter long since they are heated.

Goddess, The Boy and friends were in a convenience store (I don’t remember which, but it could have easily been a 7-11) looking for warm drinks and a nibble.

Fact – if you find yourself in Japan and are realizing that it’s getting expensive to eat at restaurants for all three meals, head to the convenience stores for your food for two of your meals.  The trays of sushi, sashimi, meats, rice and vegetables are top notch and quite a bit cheaper than a restaurant.  The money you save will go a long way towards a very nice dinner.

Anyway, it was crowded and I had my large camera backpack with me, so it was a bit tight in the store.  I headed outside to watch all of the activity and enjoy the gently falling snow.

Then this young lady walked past, headed down an empty sidewalk.  Rarely does that opportunity present itself in any Japanese city.

What an opportunity it was.

A few months later, I had this image on display at a showing and a musician friend happened to see it, along with a few other images.  He liked what he saw, so we started talking about a planned CD release of his music.

The image paired quite nicely with one of the songs on the CD called “City Girl“.  Go ahead, click on the link and let it play while you’re reading.

If you had an actual CD in your hands, this would be inside the front cover with a line from his song along the bottom – “young girl, cold and lost in the city”.


He liked another of my images enough to make it the cover image.  But it wasn’t just the image, it was the name, which he used for the title of his first CD “Delicate Eye“.

Since then, Kluso has released two more CD’s: “Young Hard Red Spot” and “Determination“, each with my images as cover art.

While it is fun to have images printed, framed and hanging on walls of other people’s homes, it is a unique experience to reach up onto a shelf and pull down CD’s with your pictures on them.

I know it’s early on a Monday morning.  Hopefully it’s a good start to a great week.

A week filled with good music and good images.

But first, tell me what story you created when you looked at the picture.  I’d love to hear it.

From Classical to Fist-Pumping

After last weekend’s trip to Glasgow, Scotland to enjoy two nights of classical music with Phillip Glass (and others), we took one day to catch our breath (although I went into work to catch up a bit), then it was off for more music.

This time it was Rock am Ring, a classic in its own right, this being the 27th edition.

A full-on three day festival, requiring camping on site.

Now that we’re back, I am glad to be home.  We loved the experience, although if we never see 85,000 people in such a small place again, we are fine with that.

Held at Nürburgring in Western Germany, with a sister concert at Nuremberg held the same weekend, both venues pull in approximately 150,000 fans.  That’s a lot of people.  It’s so popular that both venues sell out quickly and they end up showing a good part of the concerts on TV (see below).

BTW, if you click on the Nüburgring link above, it will open to the satellite view of the ring, which happens to show the concert setup, without the people.  Although it would be amazing to see it with the people.  But if you click on that link, you’ll see all of the campsites set up around the ring, scattered amongst the rolling hills, as well as all the way around the race track.  Go ahead, zoom in.  You’ll see the individual tents.  Although this must have been early in the week (they open camping three days before the start of the concert).  The field that we were staying in doesn’t even have cars or tents.


So Goddess and I got there mid-day Friday, which was later than the Thursday evening we had planned.  It worked out better that way, since a long series of storms had swept the area Thursday night – it was nicer to sleep in our own bed.  But once we got the campsite set up, we headed straight in.  With 83 bands playing over the next three days, we needed to cover a lot of ground.  There was no way we’d see them all, but Friday turned out to be the hardest, since several bands that we wanted to see were overlapping play times between the three stages.

Here are the daily lineups:

Quite a lot of awesomeness in there.  Plus a smorgasbord of music that we had never heard before.  And we’re willing to give everyone a chance.

Friday started the trend of us getting to the ring around 3pm only to return to the campsite at 3am.  That made for long days.

Saturday was a bit of a lull for us, not being familiar with many of the bands.  But it was OK, since we spent a lot of time walking from stage to stage and sampling the goods.  But each walk took longer than we expected, since it was the busiest day, with all 85,000 of the ticket buyers there.  That’s just too many people for us, so it did put a damper on the day.  By 1:30am, we were more than ready to leave, even though there were still acts that we wanted to see, if only for a few minutes.

Sunday was a bit more relaxed, since we woke to ~12C (55F) and pouring rain, which probably thinned the crowds.  Plus, I suspect many had to head back home to be at work or school the next day.  And this is where Goddess is most amazing.  We were standing in line, waiting for the shuttle bus, getting soaked by the cold rain.  She gave me a few “you’ve got to be kidding me” looks, but never complained.  And I know that by the end of the evening, she was glad that she didn’t call off the evening, which she could have done.

With only a small bit of protest.

There were a lot of great moments during the three days, but here are a handful (video clips [ripped from the satellite feeds] linked where available):

Cypress Hill – watching the crowd react to this band was great.  We just had to make sure we stood upwind from the crowd.

Soundgarden – being right up front, just a few meters from the stage, watching Chris Cornell do his thing.

Tenacious D – what a hilarious (and musically gifted) band.

Metallica – they always put on a good show.  This was my seventh time seeing them in the past 25 years.  They never disappoint.  And since 2011 was the 20th anniversary of the release of their “Black Album“, they played the entire album in its entirety.  Thankfully not in order.

Dick Brave and the Backbeats – nothing like bopping to this rockabilly crew.  We need to see them again.

Dropkick Murphys – my first time seeing one of my favorites.  The weather made it better.  Between bouts of rain, DK thrashed the crowd while the steadily lowering clouds eventually obscured the Nürburg Castle, on a hilltop just to the left of the main stage.  Very atmospheric.

The Offspring – a fun band.  Too bad the crowd we were in the middle of didn’t think so.  They wouldn’t even sing along to “Why Don’t You Get a Job“!  Seriously, did someone spike the Warsteiner with downers?  Well, it was Warsteiner…

Die Toten Hosen – literally, “The Dead Trousers”.  Figuratively, “The Dead Beats”.  Arguably one of the best German rock bands out there.  Period.  Forget the one or two that make it big overseas (I won’t name names, since the big ones quit making good music 20 years ago).  While Metallica does a good job of working a crowd of this size into a frenzy, Die Toten Hosen does a GREAT job.  Nothing like seeing 60,000 (like the first time we saw them) or 85,000 fans getting into each and every song.

Plus, many more.

But the best moments were the people.  Out of 85,000 people, you’re going to get characters.  And the crowd did not disappoint with some very creative costumes and shenanigans.  Goddess and I just laughed and laughed and laughed the first two days.  On Sunday, the rain kept everyone covered up, although it did not dampen the shenanigans.

What’s it like to be in a crowd of 85,000?  Not comfortable for us.  Goddess being just 5’4″, she’s not a fan of crowds.  Honestly, neither am I.  So when the two of us are in crowds, I get very protective of her, which doesn’t turn out well for anyone who acts aggressively towards her, whether it be purposefully or through sheer stupidity (drunken or not).  Because of that, we have an understanding – we try to stay where we don’t get in those situations.  So for most of the big acts, we stood near the back.

If you watched any of the video links above, there would be camera angles from the top of the stage looking outward towards the back of the crowd.   You’ll see that there’s a long building to stage left (looking towards the crowd).  We often stood near the back, where we could still see the screens and be situated between four sets of amp stacks.  But that also meant that the stage was a bit distant.  Distant as in right at 1/4 mile (400 meters) away.


And that 1/4 mile between us and the stage was 150-200 meters wide, full of people.

Oh, the humanity!

And because of that humanity, Goddess has now set a limit.  No more concerts with crowds over 60,000.

Regardless of the lineup, I think I’m OK with that.

Stark Ravin’

Well, not much raving. 

But a lot of good thumping beats while relaxing with a hot cup of glühwein.

Sitting on faux bearskin rugs laid on on benches in plastic tubes designed to keep the bartenders dry and some of the warmth in.

Lined with string lights, dancing with disco balls.

All thumping, but not so loud to interrupt conversation.

Party Tube 1 Party Tube 2 Step outside.

Look at the lights.  The shadows.

The show projected on the walls.

Raving WindowsThe DJ in the fishbowl, spinning his mp3’s while grooving for the crowd.

Museum Quarter (MQ), Wien (Vienna), Austria.