FIB 2010 – Wish I were there.

I was at Benicassim 2009, I had an awesome time despite strong winds, a little fire, missing out on three of the main acts due to people not being interested in asking the damn right questions etc, but hey ho – I loved it much.

I have been following a couple of the images that have come back from the 2010 event – you can see them below.

An island somewhere…

You’ve been captured by Hispanic pirates, you’re on a new Airbus and there’s a copy of every music CD ever made in there with you… The mean looking one, with the moustache and the ancient gun says “Hey hombre, you got forrrty seconds to choose five cd’s, then we drop you on that tinnnnny little island down there”

My question to you was “What would you choose” (And Glen, I’ve not played a CD in a while either, but play along OK)

Here’s some of the replies…

3LeggedThing would take

1. Led Zep II
2. Dark Side of the Moon
3. Meteora
4. The Real Thing – Faith No More
5. Val Doonican

…and lunch and a raft

PedroKid would take…

1. Gunners Appetite for Destruction
2. DJ Yoda – How to cut and paste Pt2
3. Metallica’s Black Album
4. RHCP Blood Sugar Sex Magic
5. Fatboy Slim We’ve come a long way baby

Dangennoe would swipe

1. Miles Davis Kind of Blue (class!)
2. INSPIRACIÓN · ESPIRACIÓN – Gotan Project
3. LA REVANCHA DEL TANGO – Gotan Project
4. Prince “The Hits”
5. The soundtrack to the 1965 film “The ipcress file”

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A 2nd Day at a Time

“A 2nd Day at a Time”  kicked off last night at Bar Sequence in London. A photographic exhibition shot entirely on 35mm film by Photographer Pete Repka, was displayed on multiple projectors throughout the venue. The crowd spilled out onto the street in the warm London summer evening, with a great vibe and some amazing images, this is one photographic exhibition you won’t want to miss – the next showing being Thursday 15th of July, Make sure you get there early to taken in the images, sounds and tongue kissing mayhem of the artist himself.

Ellie Goulding at Indigo2 London

The amazingly lovely Ellie Goulding played to an excited, buzzing Indigo2 tonight in London… Here’s what I saw… [image gallery here]

Ellie-Goulding-Photograph-by-Simon-Pollock

There are more images OVER HERE if you’re interested. And, if you’re after one for your website or blog, get in touch, if you’re after a print, get in touch… If you want a coffee and a chat, get in touch

Ellie-Goulding-Photograph-by-Simon-Pollockall images © simon pollock 2010 – only bad people steal

Ou Est Le Swimming Pool

Ou Est Le Swimming Pool | Indigo2

Great band these guys, powerful sound despite only two tiny little Roland GAIA SH-01‘s on stage, the lads cranked it and had the crowd moving… I was lucky enough to travel home with Alex, one of the fine [live] musos from O.E.L.S.P and talked his ear off – sorry Alex!

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And security asked me to stop…

I’d finished shooting Blondie and Little Fish and was walking out of the o2 complex..

…it was still light’ish and I wanted to see how much of the dome I could fit in with the Sigma 8-16mm that I have at the moment, within moments of pointing my camera at the dome, this is what happened..

Sec. “You’re taking a photo?”

Me. “No doubt”

Sec. “You’re not allowed”

Me. “Why not? You’ve not stopped me the last ohh, THOUSAND times…”

Sec. “Who are you?”

Me. “Nobody… Why don’t you stop that girl? *points*”

Sec. “She doesn’t have a professional camera, she won’t sell the photograph”

Sec. *on his walkie talkie* “Would you please check out the guy at the main doors, he won’t stop taking photos”

Me. “I’ve got my shot, bye bye”

Sec. *looking deflated* “Tell me your name”

Me. “You don’t need to know my name”

You can't take photos here!

By this point, a young lad has wandered over and has asked me “do you want to know what they did to me in there tonight?” of course I’m interested… The venue security at o2 leave a lot to be desired – I’m talking the general mob, not iNdigo2 who are actually brilliant… Just the general venue security.. So, he shows me his arms [where you would be carried by security if there was one on either side of you] both bruised… The young lad claims that after some sort of emotional outburst, they were ejected (His GF’s mum had died and Jack Johnson’s music reminded her of old times.. so fair play) the lad and his mate had words with security and after a minor scuffle in the lift (no cameras!) and some bruised arms, they were ejected…

How does this all tie in?It actually doesn’t..

But, by this time “security guard number one” had called his boss who was now standing next to me [with four others] I was talking to the beaten kid… security guard number one, let’s call him SG1 was trying to get his words in “he’s given beaten kid his business card!” ..over and over… Yeah, I did? does that bother you? Do you have something to hide?

So Security Boss asks what the issue is, I tell him there’s no issue with me, I know it’s private property and I’ve stopped taking photos, but, that I have taken about a thousand photos here before and have had no issues – he actually remembers me and has no issues… we move on to beaten kid – I look at the kids arm, then back to security boss and say “This isn’t on, what are you going to do about it” to which he replies “I don’t know, I didn’t see it” convenient, wouldn’t you say…

I don’t think that’s the end of beaten kid’s story – the security boss took him away to [I hope] sweeten him [This is after he spies my press card] with [I think] a refund… [at least]

That’s not the end of my story though… What I’d like to know is what made me different from the girl that was taking photos? She was using a Canon G11, I was using a Canon 30D …hers had more MP than mine, the potential to take as good a shot as mine (obv depending on the user) but mine was black and bulky… I certainly didn’t whip my press card out and say “hey, back off scumbag” but after him stating “You have no idea what the rules are” I showed him my press card and explained that I had some idea what the rules were and that I was on private land and that he was right to ask me to stop – but what he couldn’t answer was why it was OK for the girl with the slightly smaller camera to take almost the same photo I was taking? – I will never get an answer and no doubt I’ll take photos there again…

For those of you that want to know where o2 security can’t touch you any more… see below (get out of the green bit before you take another photo)