Pics? You Want em? You got em!

Ok, so I have nothing I feel like posting to the world about at the moment. I do however, have some great pics that I can take absolutely no credit for. Pics in rehearsal (think, street clothes and tennis shoes) were taken by the fabulous e-taiko beginning II master, Matthew Kertesz. The pictures of us in full Aiko regalia (think, tabi and nicer t-shirts) were taken by Wadaiko Newark photographer John O'Halloran, who I have yet to meet, but sure do appreciate. Props to both of you.

OK, now to the pics



Photo by Matthew Kertesz
The blue-light of setting up and lighting and testing and whatnot. It's all about the dramatic effect, yeah?


Photo by Matthew Kertesz
Heiya run-through. This is right before we get airborne and fly and swoop over the heads of the audience and then--eh, you had to be there.



Photo by John O'Halloran
John Foster and his Handsome Band.



Photo by John O'Halloran
This is me during Laban. I seriously don't know what the heck I'm smiling about, but I'm so into it! Yah!! Watch out!


Photo by John O'Halloran
Carolyn during Laban. She is SO in the groove.



Photo by John O'Halloran
Steve providing groove in Kanki no Wa. Groovalicious.



Photo by John O'Halloran
Steve grooving for Susan during her Kanki solo.



Photo by John O'Halloran
Plenty of shots of bachi-wielding hands on John O'Halloran's website. I don't want to brag or anything, but those are MY HANDS! WOO-HOO! MY HANDS! Not that anyone would know or care.



Photo by Matthew Kertesz

And this is my most favorite picture of them all. It's of me and Janet during the Heiya run-through. I think I'm soloing. And I just love the fact that Janet is back there, behind my back where I can't see her, and she's just laughing at me while I'm wearing this strange, humorous expression on my face. That's totally my whole attitude toward this is all. That she can laugh, and I can laugh and we're all having tremendous fun while being challenged (by solos, among other things, my god) by everything, to make this great show, with great people, on a night that can never be re-lived. You just had to have been there.