Orange County Photographer Greg Garcia in New Orleans
I spent a week or so in New Orleans
staying in a Double Barrel Shotgun, in the area by Armstrong Park. We didn't have any electricity or water to speak of. We were lucky enough to run an extension cord from the neighbor that lit a single lamp so we could see after dark. Water would trickle out of the bathtub faucet, so we would collect the water in cups and tubs for usage later. We converted an old washing machine into a BBQ so we had a place to cook. We called this the Hobo Camp. It was pretty much open to whoever wanted to stay there. There were always interesting characters coming and going. They didn't seem to mind me or my camera. Enjoy!
staying in a Double Barrel Shotgun, in the area by Armstrong Park. We didn't have any electricity or water to speak of. We were lucky enough to run an extension cord from the neighbor that lit a single lamp so we could see after dark. Water would trickle out of the bathtub faucet, so we would collect the water in cups and tubs for usage later. We converted an old washing machine into a BBQ so we had a place to cook. We called this the Hobo Camp. It was pretty much open to whoever wanted to stay there. There were always interesting characters coming and going. They didn't seem to mind me or my camera. Enjoy!Images shot with the Nikon FA and Nikon 6006
on Fuji Reala
on Fuji Reala
with a 
and 
were used for this capture. This was shot right before rehearsal for 
.
lit up and turned it on as soon as he saw the lights, he was ready to roll. We quickly shot a couple rolls of 
and 
endorsement and was shot at the Vault in Long Beach. The plan was to get some live shots at sound check before their show. Everything was arranged with the venue and the light man to run lights to look like show while I got my shots. That seemed simple enough, right? I arrived at the venue at the scheduled time and there’s no band, no Poogie. Apparently his flight from Pittsburgh had been delayed. I waited two hours and I asked the cymbal rep, what are we going to do? His answer was pretty much, wait a little longer and shoot what you can. We were about fifteen minutes from doors opening when they finally arrive. Of course they need to sound check so they get onstage and the monitors do not work. So now the sound guy is pissed and doesn’t want anybody on the stage. The house is screaming they need to close the stage curtains because they need to open the doors. I’m getting nervous so I start unpacking all my cases for lighting and start setting up for another back up plan. I knew once they close that curtain, that stage is dark. All the front lighting is outside the curtain line. They close the curtain and the band is ready to go to the hotel. I’m feverishly trying to set up lights to get some shots. I lit Poogie with an 
from the front, I put 
on a 
overhead and I threw a blue light behind him aiming at the curtain. Meanwhile, Poogie’s band mates are yelling “C’mon! Let’s go! Bus is leaving…” I told Poogie, just a few shots and you’re outta here… I’m set, ready to go. Let’s go… Poogie sat down; wearing the shirt he was traveling in and I said, just play. It wasn’t but a few seconds before the stage manager stormed the stage furious because doors were open but I had already gotten my handful of shots. I’m not exactly sure what Poogie is so happy about in this shot. Maybe he could see behind me and new I was about to get my head chopped off. I don’t know but it works for me. Istanbul chose to run a different image at NAMM and I’ve included that image as well. All in a days work, right?
and available light. I do not remember the film stock. I should re-scan the original negative. This scan is a much more blocked up than the prints that came from this negative. I’ll put that on my “to-do” list...
first single 
came out. I think this is the drummer. He’s 