I was sorry to read of Marie Fredriksson’s passing on the 10th December. Apart from their chart hits (which aren’t always a real reflection of a band) I didn’t know much about Fredriksson or Roxette.
My wife however, who is younger than me, is a big fan. So when I heard that they were doing a tour including China, I got some tickets for the Beijing show.
In my mind’s eye, I imagined a nice cozy venue, but it turned out to be a huge stadium, which was absolutely full. With a long lens, this was as close as I could get. Anyway, it was a good evening, as they went through their songbook – and my wife was able to sing along to all of them (which was unexpected).
Some cities are about bicycles, some are about cars and others are about motorcycles. Ho Chi Minh City is in this later group. You see whole families balanced on top of one machine, farmers carrying produce to market and sometimes Greek columns – probably for a Greek restaurant- carried on the back of a motorcycle .
There is was a book published on this theme “Bikes of Burden” (by Hans Kemp), but I think it spawned quite a few imitators.
On the road at the moment – so this strikes a chord. I don’t enjoy flying, but I do enjoy looking out the window. I believe Julianne Kost (a well-known Adobe person) is the same – I enjoyed a book of her aeroplane window photos.
When I was young, I used to watch aeroplanes flying overhead, wishing that I was on them (this was the 70s – they were probably quite nice). Here I wish I was on the ground, walking through the jungle.
I don’t usually like doing concert photography. Getting a decent spot can be difficult and there usually isn’t much opportunity to take a different kind of photo. Having said that, I quite like the look of this.
For almost the first 30 years of my life, I didn’t travel very far at all. What is even worse, was that my best friend from university lived in Hong Kong and every time we spoke, I would imply that it would be nice to visit – but I never did!
Which is all a shame, since now it is one of my favourite places to visit when I have any spare time.
Before I went there, my mental picture of Hong Kong was of skyscrapers and densely packed humanity. While this can be true, there are also dense forests and steep, rocky hills which overlook the development below.
Sometimes, life fits into phases. My London phase was marked with frequent house moves and fleeting acquaintances. But for a time, Ragbir ran my local shop and we quite often had little chats as I came in to buy odds and ends. He e was a laugh. And then one day, he said he’d had enough of early mornings and was selling up. Another family bought the place, but it wasn’t the same.