Was assigned to photograph a concert series the other night of epically terrible proportions. It was the Uproar Festival at Fair Park, with Godsmack, Staind, and Shinedown. And the crowd was interesting. Definitely had an entertaining time at this concert. I was kind of not looking forward to it initially because of the music and because it was also raining and I had shot the Pride Parade beforehand in the rain. But I ended up having a blast because I was so visually overwhelmed and there was just some crazy stuff going on.
The night included couples who weren't sure if they should give me their names because, apparently, "What if your girlfriend finds out?" Awkward. Also, a 110-lb female who was visibly drunk knocked me down a very muddy hill while moshing. So it was eventful.
I got sent out to a tribute band festival called Harefest a couple of weeks ago for The Oregonian. I didn't know what to expect, except that there would be some wild hair, some drinkin' and some serious nostalgia going on. It pretty much lived up to my expectations — there were some crazy dancers, some fantastic mullets and a great crowd. I didn't expect there to be so many groupies for the tribute bands, though. Appetite for Deception was a Guns 'N' Roses cover band and there was also Stone in Love, a Journey cover band. It was a fun night to be sure.
To me, the Roots 'N' Blues 'N' BBQ festival marks the official start of the school year. It also marks the start of my favorite season — fall. There is some feeling it stirs in my heart and just makes me happy to be in Columbia, at Mizzou, and in the Midwest (the other event is True/False festival, which usually starts around the beginning of spring, my second favorite season).
I did not spend as much time as I wanted to at Roots 'N' Blues this year. I was super busy this weekend, shooting a multitude of assignments for the Missourian (gettin' read to blow up my blog with them), and unfortunately only stopped by to shoot one set, the David Wax Museum.
Although I'm not the biggest barbecue fan (hate me, whatever, I know I'm from Kansas City), I love, love, love discovering any type of new music — especially folksy, strummy, fiddlin' blues music. And every year that happens at Roots 'N' Blues.
In the past, I've fallen in love with bands like Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears or the Carolina Chocolate Drops. I'm a proclaimed fan of local talents The Bel Airs and the Megan Boyer Band, who regularly play shows in Columbia but also often plays Roots 'N' Blues. I usually go for the more modern-type blues bands and there were two perfect ones this weekend.
One of these bands is Fitz and the Tantrums — check them out. The other, the one I photographed, was the David Wax Museum, made up of frontman David Wax who is a Columbia native. I was really upset during the start of their show, as the press access was weird and organized much more poorly than usual and I couldn't get where I needed to be.
But, praise the photo gods, because the band started having technical difficulties into their first song. And, instead of taking a break to wait it out, the David Wax Museum came into the middle of the audience to play a special, and adorable, and inherently Roots 'N' Blues-esque acoustic set of two songs. Right at my feet. Again, praise the photo gods.
It was something that was so typical of the festival and was a blast to experience. I'm sad that this is my last Roots 'N Blues as an undergraduate — hopefully I'll get to experience the festival again sometime in the future. For now, the memory rests fondly.
Please check out the ton of amazing photo galleries gathered from the festival from the multitude of talented Missourian photographers. And yes, I stole this headline from a Missourian article because I liked it so much!
I'm super excited to take my newfound knowledge from Denmark and Newsday and apply it to new and exciting stories at the Columbia Missourian. Going to Denmark put me a semester behind, so all the classmates I've taken photo classes with are my editors now. But I'm excited about the others in my staff photo class — it's always fun to make new photo phriends!
My editors at the Missourian didn't waste any time putting me to work. My first shift was Wednesday and I went out on four assignments during my nine hours there. Not that I'm complaining — the more assignments, the better the photos! The first one is a portrait series that I'll reveal at a later date and the other two were some defunct spot-news type assignments. But that's OK, because I got to shoot Summerfest on Ninth Street! There was also a great gallery that ran online with my pictures.
I've always loved the Summerfest series in Columbia, and it was the perfect way to start my shift and get welcomed back in town. Event types seem very systematic to me now, and I feel a bit more seasoned now. That way, I'm able to knock out my go-to shots that need to run in the paper and then play around a little bit with different stuff.
I had a blast at the free concert, which featured Columbia locals The Bel Airs and blues man Jimmy Vaughan. It was hot as hell, but what can you do. I escaped the heat while I was in New York all summer, but hopefully fall comes soon!
I'll keep you updated on my goings-on at the Missourian this semester. I'm sure there will be lots of lessons to be learned and hopefully lots of great singles and photo stories that come out of the class.
I didn't spend as much time at the festival as I did last year, but Roots 'N Blues is always a blast. I spent the majority of my Friday evening at the festival, talking to the food vendors and the barbecuers and just enjoying the atmosphere.
Because I've photographed the Roots 'N Blues festival before, I tried to do something different with my pictures. I didn't have a huge interest in music this year, so I just tried to capture the scenes of the night.
The Maneater and MOVE Magazine also did live coverage of the festival all weekend and huge chunk of the staff pitched in, taking pictures and live blogging about the event.
All photographs copyright © Katie Currid and may not be used without permission. All rights reserved.
Girl Talk, a pseudonym for Gregg Gillis, mashes up popular music, old and new, making it perfect for dancing. He is increasingly popular among college crowds, which is probably why the show sold out in good ol' CoMo. The Department of Student Activities brought GT after the infamous DJ Pauly D had to cancel his performance at The Blue Note in lieu of an extra round of taping for Jersey Shore.
Although seeing DJ Pauly D and dressing up for his performance, Bump-It and all, would have been fun, Girl Talk was great. Everyone 'bro-ed' out for the concert, dressing in obnoxious hipster outfits and 80's-esque athletic wear. It was a great way to wrap up the end of the semester and I made some fun images!
From indie artists such as The Arcade Fire and Rilo Kiley to pop artists such as Lady Gaga and The Black Eyed Peas, classic rock such as Led Zeppelin and Tom Petty and hip hop arists like
Daddy Yankee and Rick Ross, I like just about every genre under the sun. I don’t just like “everything,” however – I am very, very picky about my music. The type of music I listen to depends on my mood and how good I think it is in relation to other artists within the same genre.
Although I typically lean towards more alternative bands, I find myself constantly reverting back to the kings of music – Bob Dylan for folk music, Nirvana for grunge, and B.B. King for blues.
I saw B.B. King in Jesse Auditorium in Columbia on Wednesday. This concert experience was a concert long-awaited, however – B.B. King and I do not have a great track record when it comes to concerts.
A month ago, I won tickets from The Riverfront Times, an arts rag out of St. Louis, to see B.B. King. I was initially incredibly excited, but soon realized that I had to work the same night of the concert, which was in St. Louis, two hours away from Columbia. I decided I would give the tickets, which were VIP tickets, to my boyfriend. He is a huge B.B. King fan and he could go with a friend. Due to a lack of communication within his ROTC
battalion, however, Tyler was not able to go to the concert and gave the tickets to two appreciative friends of his, who spent the night drinking champagne and eating free food in the VIP room and watching B.B. King. Sigh.
So, to make up for our missed B.B. King experience, I looked at B.B. King’s tour schedule and found that he was coming to Columbia a month later. I immediately bought tickets for the show and gave them to Tyler for his birthday. I also took it upon myself to get press credentials for the show so I could shoot the first few songs, just in case Tyler wanted to bring someone else for his birthday.
However, as the night of the concert approached, Tyler started coming down with something. On Wednesday, he was dog sick, coughing up blood and running a high fever. I resigned to the fact that we might never get to see King –- that there was a B.B. King curse.
Tyler pushed through his sickness, however, reserving to the idea that maybe the sounds of this legend would magically cure him.
Although B.B. King did not play very long (c’mon, the man is 84-years old), he talked at great length and it was incredibly enjoyable just to listen to him speak. We had a great time, and sure enough, Tyler felt much better the next day, thanks to the apparent healing powers of B.B. King's voice. If you haven't seen B.B. King perform, I highly recommend this enlightening experience -- and you better do it soon, because who knows how much longer he'll be around.
The True/False Film Fest came to town this weekend. Although it's Columbia, Mo., True/False is a huge event for filmmakers, large and small, documentary or fiction, foreign or domestic. The festival, which lasts from Thursday to Sunday, brings directors from around the world to little ol' Columbia to speak about their films, other's films and films not even showing over the weekend. There's also a lot of indie music, tons of people, good food and tons of hipsters. It's a great time.
The Maneater/MOVE staff live blogged the entire event. I don't believe that our publication has ever live blogged for an entire weekend, and it was a lot of work, but man, was it fun! With the help of my photographers Sarah Hoffman and Grant Hindsley, as well as editors Josh Barone, Theresa Berens, Andrea Kszystyniak and Amanda Bromwich, we put out four pages of pictures, blogs and previews. It was a lot of work, but well worth it.
Before I could even get out to True/False, however, there was big campus news. On Friday, someone littered the lawn of the Gaines/Oldham Black Culture Center with cotton balls. The act of vandalism was considered to be a hate crime by some, although the perpetrator has not yet been identified as white or black. Patrons at the Black Culture Center were incredibly upset; I hung out in front of the building for about two hours, speaking to passerby and people from the Black Culture Center about the incident, gearing their opinions about it. Some people didn't even realize the act was symbolic; some didn't care; some were outraged. Today, there will be a town hall meeting at the BCC regarding the vandalism. Racism has been a problem at MU for a long time, from a huge segregation court case involving the admittance of Lloyd Gaines to the university in the 30's, lasting until now. I am interested to see the discussions that arise from the situation and hope it brings more people to become aware about racism on campus.
I also decided to shoot lacrosse this weekend. Wow, what an interesting sport. A mix of soccer and hockey, lacrosse is intense, violent, and hard to photograph. It was mainly difficult because I could not find the ball for the life of me. So far, I have mostly photographed sports where the ball is the main focus of the sport: football, basketball, softball, etc. However, the ball in lacrosse is so small and hard to find, and is especially hard to see in pictures if a player is carrying it. I tried to focus on finding the ball most of the game, but then got really into the fighting aspect of it, and enjoyed that much more, making some better pictures.
This weekend has been long, but fruitful. I am looking forward to a more relaxing week, but will blog more next weekend after the long-awaited Kansas game at home and another day with One Shepherd.