Places: Babcock State Park, West Virginia
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HURT
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I should have been in Louisville, Kentucky, this night, reporting on my good friends in Stereoside (there’s an interesting story associated with that as well); instead, my friend and fellow shutterbug, Shannon Lindsay from MUEN Magazine, asked whether I would like to cover a band from Virginia called Hurt; of course, I seized the opportunity, we were heading to Johnson City, TN, to a club called Capone’s.
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Megadeth: 2009 Endgame Tour
A few interesting stories came about when I covered the 2009 Megadeth Endgame tour stop in Knoxville, Tennessee, at the well-known Velarium. Megadeth headlined the show, with Machine Head and Suicide Silence as the opening acts.
A few interesting stories came about when I covered the 2009 Megadeth Endgame tour stop in Knoxville, Tennessee, at the well-known Velarium. Megadeth headlined the show, with Machine Head and Suicide Silence as the opening acts.
The Knoxville show was scheduled for November 22, but I rushed to request credentials on the 19th. Usually, you should ask for access at least a week in advance, so I knew I might get turned down. My main contact at Roadrunner Records, Megadeth's label, helped me get approved to cover Megadeth—just in time.
On the day of the show, I got to the venue just in time to cover Megadeth, despite my time constraints. I was disappointed, but I was alright with it.
The press pit usually runs along the stage and is about four feet wide in small clubs, sometimes even less. For Megadeth, though, the center of the pit was filled with some of the band’s equipment, so I couldn’t move around to get different shots. I thought I knew that Dave Mustaine almost always sang facing his left, but I ended up on his right and couldn’t switch sides in time. I made the best of it and, once again, tried not to stress.
There were about four or five photographers in the pit, and I recognized a couple as locals. We each found a small spot to work from, hoping to get the best shots we could. There’s one thing I’ve never understood—it happens at a lot of concerts. Some women feel the urge to pull up their shirts and expose themselves to everyone nearby. This happened to me and one of the local photographers while we waited for the show to start. A young woman behind us tapped the local guy on the shoulder. He turned around, she gave him a big grin and said hello, then did the same to me. I guess she wanted more attention, because she tapped us both again on the shoulder, and when we turned around, she lifted her shirt to her chin with a huge smile. We weren’t shocked or offended; we just laughed loudly and turned back around. Then the show began.
At most events I photographed, the rules were always the same: shoot for three songs, no flash, then you were finished. Usually, someone would lead you off the main floor to leave the venue. Sometimes, you could store your gear in the main office and stay to enjoy the rest of the show. This time, when we were escorted out of the photo pit, none of that happened. Security just let us walk around the edge of the crowd, so I did. I even made my way to the middle of the crowd, on Dave’s left side, and managed to get some better photos. It turned out to be an amazing evening.
Adobe Firefly 5: My New AI Assistant
As our creative methods evolve, many digital photographers are worried about the rise of AI. This situation is similar to what traditional painters faced in 1839: The solution is to adapt and grow, or risk being left behind. The reality is that AI, even as a tool to help photographers, is here to stay.
Recently, I asked a pressing question to two dear friends of mine, Ellen, an accomplished painter, and her husband Chris, an avid photographer. The question had been eating at me for some time: when does a photograph lose its originality and become more of an AI illustration, and when does it truly remain a photograph with AI editing assistance? Both had similar questions as I did, so I went online in search of answers.
Most articles I read appeared to divide the field into AI-generated images and AI-assisted images. Since AI-generated is pretty much self-explanatory, I want to concentrate on AI-assisted images.
The images below of Tyler Connolly of Theory of a Deadman are a clear example I deem “assisted.” Top left is the original from 2011, followed by an edit I did in Photoshop the following year. Dodging and burning, along with some exposure adjustments, gave the image a new dynamic, especially in the mist and fog surrounding the artist. Notice, too, that I eliminated the microphone stand with Photoshop, as it was a distraction. In the bottom images, I removed the mic stand again and used Adobe Firefly to add more punch by eliminating the blue cast and crunching the pixels for a sharper, more defined image. AI assist also let me make the mist and fog more defined. Finally, masking areas in Lightroom and editing them gave the image a more appealing overall look.
I have a ton of concert images where color lights dominated each band’s set, and I have a lot of image files that may seem unusable—until now. I used Adobe Lightroom CC to remove color cast with the temperature and tint sliders, along with the white balance selector, to adjust the image to a more pleasing rendition of a band or artist.
Using AI-assisted tools such as Topaz AI Denoise, AI Sharpen, Gigapixel, or even Adobe Firefly, I'm taking a lot of the heavy lifting out of the equation; I can now focus on the smaller details with masking in Lightroom to get a better image. I’ve been an artist longer than I have been a photographer; I have used all kinds of tools and push-button apps to achieve certain outcomes in an image. Not all worked, and then again some were over-processed. Below is another AI-assisted image, this time of Mark Morton of Lamb of God. I am really fond of the one on the left, which was processed through Adobe Camera RAW. I thought I’d remove the red color cast from the image to show how AI-assisted tools have a place in my workflow; it gave me a choice.
Just remember that when photography debuted in 1839, painters reacted with despair, panic, and hostility. French painter Paul Delaroche declared “from today painting is dead,” while English romantic painter J.M.W. Turner called it the end of art. Same as when digital photography made its debut, purists of the film and darkroom age felt the same as the painters did when photography came around.
As our creative methods evolve, many digital photographers are worried about the rise of AI. This situation is similar to what traditional painters faced in 1839: The solution is to adapt and grow, or risk being left behind. The reality is that AI, even as a tool to help photographers, is here to stay.
Galgano Records Distributors: 1991
We were one of the largest music distributors in the Midwest. Everyone I worked with knew all the artists’ catalog numbers and their labels by heart. We were all good at our jobs.
Galgano Records, 4001 North Ravenswood Avenue,
The last place I remember Galgano Records being located was at 4001 North Ravenswood Avenue in Chicago. Right at the corner of Irving Park Road and Ravenswood Avenue. We occupied the entire first floor, and hardly anyone else used the building. For nostalgia, the first spot I remember was at 4125 West Armitage Avenue back in the 1970s; it was located on a whole city block between Kedvale and Keller on Chicago’s west side. I worked there after school and spent my summers working full-time.
The group I remember best is the one from Ravenswood Avenue. We felt like family. Our company picnics were always held at John Galgano Senior’s summer home in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, and they were big events.
We were one of the largest music distributors in the Midwest. Everyone I worked with knew all the artists’ catalog numbers and their labels by heart. We were all good at our jobs.
We had tons of record release parties, concerts, and promotional vinyl and CD’s weeks before the official release dates. I spent plenty of time backstage, hanging with people from the record label and with band members. It was always business, never any nonsense—I promise (fingers crossed).. These kinds of events inspired me to get into music photography. In fact, my boss’s son, John Galgano Jr., offered to buy me my first camera, a used Pentax Z10n with three lenses, in 1991.
John Galgano Jr.
James Galgano
Maria
Suzie
Doug Morris
Paul
Brian
Paul Steinbrunner: Mr. Rolling Stones Catalog
Jennifer
Rick
John Vaughn
Esme: A Celebration of Life
Esme is home…….
Esme is Home
A photo collection of our little girl
Esme and Rascal (left) crossed the rainbow bridge on October 6th, 2021.
Esme 2010 - 2026
We miss her deeply. Even through our tears, we are finding comfort in memories, photos, and the kind words from friends and family. Thank you for being there for her. Sending much love and light to everyone.
On Friday, May 22nd, we said our final goodbye to our 16-year-old dachshund. Esme; She never fully recovered from her back surgery eight years ago. As she aged, she lost muscle in her back legs, and over the past year, we noticed her losing weight, especially in her face. Her health had been getting worse for a while. Our vet told us it was time, and we agreed. Esme received a sedative at 9:43 am, followed by her last shot a few minutes later. She crossed the rainbow bridge at 9:58 am.
We miss her deeply. Even through our tears, we are finding comfort in memories, photos, and the kind words from friends and family. Thank you for being there for her. Sending much love and light to everyone.
Thursday, May 21, 2026:
The Day Before: The Photoshoot.
My wife asked me to take some photos of Esme before her vet appointment the next day. I wanted to make it special for her, since she has brought us so much happiness. I set up both my backdrops, studio lights, gels, and my Nikon D800 with the 85mm lens for a classic photoshoot.
We set everything up in the living room, grabbed her favorite blanket and lots of treats, and got started. Esme was more willing to sit for this session than ever before. Like with kids, you have to guide them into place and use those brief moments when they pause to snap a photo.
While editing the photos, I noticed that even a small tilt of her head showed how much gray had appeared on her face and legs. I checked my iPhone to compare how the gray patches looked.
After the session, Esme got her own Ribeye steak with homemade fresh-cut French fries. For dessert, she enjoyed a 'we have Starbucks at home' pup cup.
My wife and I were very happy with the final images. They are a last tribute to an amazing little girl who overcame back surgery and kept bringing us joy until the end.
