I believe it was that great poet Sir Elton of John that once wrote “It’s seven o’clock and I’m ready to rock”. Well Sir Elton, it was a quite a bit after seven and I was certainly not ready to rock but ready to shoot – photographs!
Yes chums, night photography was on the cards and what better place to capture the thrills and spills and bellyaches of the cream of society than Birmingham’s ‘premier’ nightspots. I was heading to Broad Street to “mix it up” (no, I don’t know what that means either – I had to ask someone far younger than myself to explain) with the fun seekers, the hen parties, the stag do’s and those with chronic alcoholism.
With little regard for safety, I wondered up and down this avenue of merriment like a kid in a sweet shop! It was a street photographers dream! Everywhere I looked, there was some poor soul in an ill-fitting party dress with a gaudy pink sash embellished with either “Bride To Be” or “Mother Of The Bride” or those who didn’t want to be specifically identified and wore those that simply read “Hen Party”. And of course there were those who, for every working week, there was Saturday night – the one night of the week where you can drink yourself into oblivion, to the point you cannot stand up under your own power or have control over your bodily functions and by that stage of the evening, your only dream in life is to down that last pint and not to defecate in the street.
In amongst these ‘stags’ and ‘hens’ wandered men on stilts and hawkers with signs trying to entice the inebriated into their places with the promise of cheap alcohol and free admission. Some of the queue’s to get in these funhouses were long and this afforded me time to get some rather unflattering pics. Well, unflattering for them but photography gold for me. What I couldn’t believe was that so many women out that night wore such skimpy outfits! It was FREEZING out there but hey! What the hell – I’m wearing that top from Dorothy Perkins or I’ll get hypothermia; either way I’ll be blue and lookin’ good in the back of that ambulance….
Anyway chums, it was certainly an eye opener. Night photography is exciting, a little bit terrifying but certainly an experience. For me, I’ll definitely be doing it again.
To the revellers on Broad Street – I salute you! You have certainly given me a great set of images and I’m including them in this post below. Please have a look through them and leave a comment if you will – I do read them!
Thanks chums. Until next time!
Look at all that shines…
Bride to be
He’s a baby..
Ride ’em cowgirl
No entry..
Pink Lady..
LOL..
I’m so happy..
My girls…
I’m speechless..
Can I take your picture?
Classy…
Make mine a large one..
Romantic dinner for two
Have you had the last prawn ball..
The boys in red
You’re my best mate..
So that’s how you do it.
Walking tall
We’re ready for anything
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