Ages ago, on the night that signalled the last time I’d attend a live opera screening at our local venue, I was told off for trying to take a photograph of the screen at interval. It was for this blog and disadvantaged no-one. The audience were streaming out of the space so it didn’t bother them, the people on the screen were in New York so they didn’t care and it’s not like I was aiming for some sort of financial gain.
Actually, the one disadvantage was my blog was left a little less attractive.
Then, tonight, we went to a gig at the same local venue. How many gigs have we attended here and quite happily taken a couple of photographs? (That’s a rhetorical question because it’s loads.) Tonight we saw singer songwriter Xxxxx XxXxxxx and were thoroughly enjoying it.
Then, during the second half, Mirinda was about to take a quick photo with her old iPhone when a rather rude man came up and told her, in no uncertain terms, not to. This, effectively ruined the show for us.
At this point in time I have no idea if it was the venue’s idea or the performer so, currently, I’m blaming them both.
If it’s the venue then the performers need to set them a bit straight about the advantages of social media to their careers. If it’s the performers then I don’t understand why they’re happy to promote themselves via t-shirts and word of mouth but not on social media.
I don’t have much reach as far as blog writing is concerned but some people do. On Twitter I have 930 followers and on Instagram 101 people are following me. That’s not a lot however, exponentially those numbers can grow.
I have written to the venue for clarification on this draconian rule which seems to fly in the face of the modern world and will update if I ever get an answer. If the venue blames the performer I shall then write to her.
I mean, seriously folks, it’s free advertising, FFS!
(I do wonder whether anyone would complain if I set up an easel and did a quick watercolour of the performer. Or sat with a sketch pad and, with charcoal swishing across paper, created an unflattering caricature. Pity I can’t draw.)
As Mirinda said, it is accepted practice to take photos at a gig. It’s not like the images are ever going to be of any great standard and it’s a practice that predates the advent of phone camera ownership. I took some truly awful photos of Slade back in the 1970’s and no-one ‘touched my cuff’ and told me off.
Anyway, here’s my tribute to the performer and a hope that this post reaches as many people as possible.
It would have been really nice to know before the gig that there was an embargo on photography because we’d not have bought so much merchandise. We love supporting talent but it should be a bit quid pro quo.