This Is With Whom I Roll

DSC_6585 The roller derby season is really beginning heat up, as demonstrated by a frenzy of activity lately.  A couple weeks ago were assorted fund-raising events in conjunction with Pop Mayhem.  Last Saturday night was a band benefit at The Atlantic.  Essentially it was a rock show where the GRR girls got to keep the door money and merchandise revenue.  It turned out to be fairly substantial, and that’s good, because there are a couple bouts coming up, and they’ll need money to pay for the venue and related expenses.  Tonight there will be a “movie night” at Common Grounds, where the girls will serve popcorn and show Kansas City Bomber.  There’s another carwash in the works, and maybe a bake sale.  You can learn more at www.gainesvillerollerrebels.com.

Last night I traveled with the team to Lake City, where they have been practicing lately on a beautiful wood floor in a building they have all to themselves on Wednesdays.  It is ideal in every respect but one: it’s 40 miles away.  But the drive goes by faster when you carpool, and it was fun taking pictures, and I even got to hold a stopwatch.

Pop Mayhem

DSC_6294Gainesville is in the grips of Pop Mayhem this week, and in spite of my general avoidance of all things social/nocturnal, I actually got out twice to see shows and old friends. My oldest friend Steve (file photo) had quite a bit of success in a band called Brittle Stars with mutual friends Josh and Dan and a singer named Estelle. I attended their very first show in the summer of 1998, but moved away soon thereafter, missing every other performance until their last, on New Year’s Eve 2000 (i.e., going into 2001) at The Wayward Council on University Avenue. So, I sadly missed the heyday of the Brittle Stars, and to this day have never even heard their album (released on the Shelflife label). So, what nice news to hear that the Brittle Stars would reunite for two shows in Gainesville, going so far as to fly Estelle in from her current home in Tel-Aviv.

On Wednesday evening Brittle Stars played at The Wayward Council (photo gallery), and in spite of that store’s tiny size and poor climate control, it’s really a pleasant place to see music, because there is no separation between the band and the audience. In spite of several years’ hiatus, they sounded much like I remember them, and the show, though only a half hour in length, was charming. In fact, that’s the best word I can think of to describe Brittle Stars. They aren’t a band of sophisticated musicians (though Steve is undoubtedly the most naturally talented guitarist I know), but the music doesn’t demand virtuosity. In fact, on the contrary, it demands subtlety and a kind of endearing simplicity. As though to emphasize the notion that you’re listening to the songs and the feelings they evoke, and not hollow showmanship or pompous affectations, the songs are almost all under three minutes. They start, give you a pretty melody and finish quickly, barely giving you enough time to absorb what you’ve heard before another tune begins. It’s a refreshing contrast to the haughtily ostentatious bands that offer all manner of pomp and pageantry, but little reward, and certainly nothing approaching a genuine song. The Avant-garde is all well in good for a momentary diversion, but in the end I think it demonstrates a certain contempt for the audience.

The Brittle Stars’ second show this week was on Thursday night at Common Grounds, and it was very well attended, even at a vulgar $11 per ticket. The audience was affectionate and the band sounded well. There was even a massive rock-out at the end with the band augmented by a tambourine and Josh’s lovely wife Tanya played bass so Dan could get his guitar on. We saw lots of friends new and old, which was confusing for me, since I recognized faces, but found it hard to recall the context of my memories. Jeff and Sandi deserve credit for driving an unreasonable 12 hours round trip to watch Thursday’s show. I headed home earlier than Miriam, but she stayed and had a marvelous time, which I think boosted her spirits.

Alas, on Monday it’s all back to normal.

GRR Portraits

Patsy Clothesline089I have been taking a lot of portraits lately, and am enjoying doing so. 

I don’t want to be presumptuous and call myself the “official photographer” of the Gainesville Roller Rebels, but I have taken pictures at many of their practices and promotional events, and this month began a series of individual player portraits.  It began with Evey Slammond, then last week was the extremely photogenic Patsy Clothesline, and last night I photographed Ms. Rebel herself.

Kathleen–aka Snow White–was on hand to do Ms. Rebel’s makeup, and the shoot was fun.  I still have to organize and edit last night’s pictures before I post them, but I am really loving the way each derby girl is bringing her personality to the fore in the photographs.  There are many ideas still to be explored, and I will post more about upcoming sessions in the future.

Frühlingstraume

Spring Is Here!Happy Vernal Equinox!

I love spring because it means the cold days are almost over, and cold has become my enemy. Alas, it also means the windy days are here, but it’s a fair trade. Still, the days are getting longer, and that, coupled with the early introduction of daylight saving time, makes me happy.

Most of my appreciation of the outdoors comes from my time on campus these days, and it is actually quite pleasant. The azaleas are just about finished, and leaves are replacing flowers on dogwoods and Japanese magnolias. But the orange trees are still blooming like mad, and before too long the confederate jasmine will flower. Those are two magnificent aromas.

On the Reitz Union lawn this morning I was walking my bicycle (the seat was wet from a rain last night), and as I passed a sweet gum tree I heard a squirrel barking. I looked all around the branches but couldn’t see the critter. Finally I found him; his little head was poking through a hole in the bark where a limb had been. It was adorable. Of course, it only happened because I left my camera at home, and awesome things always happen when I don’t have my camera, like the time this one girl riding a bike was wearing ass-less pants.

Above you can see a series of photos I took of the Shumard Oaks on the Reitz Lawn as they got their leaves.

GRR in the News

DSC_4214Congratulations once again to the Gainesville Roller Rebels, today featured in the Gainesville Sun, with a picture on the front page, and several more on Page 1D with accompanying article.

The girls are getting some much deserved attention, and I suspect it will only get better once they begin competing next month. Alas, it seems I may miss their first competition: Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band play Orlando the same night. Meanwhile, I do what I can to support the team, taking pictures at practice (like the one above), and doing the players’ portraits. Last Tuesday was Evey Slammond; this week: Patsy Clothesline.