A brief piece about a comparison between a vinyl and analogue lifestyle.The Upsetter, Lee ‘Scratch’ Perry, as most people may know him. Here it is, my favourite piece of vinyl.
Recorded in a LoFi studio it plays a blue beat Rhythm that whoever or whatever your musical tastes may be, ‘Django Shoot First’ grabs hold of some part of you, a part that brings out a lifetime of summer sunshine and good times. A time that can only be recorded and captured by analogue photography, this can’t be replicated by some digital technology thats going to be lost on some hard drive.
This wasn’t my first record, not by a long shot, but it my first glimpse into a world of Jaimaican retro.
With it’s crackles and hisses, it is the sound recording comparison of a Diana photograph.
The music brought me to a great british culture called skinhead, not the fascist shaven headed morons of the eighties, but the sharp clean cut suit wearing reggae lover of the late sixties, (I always said I was born two decades too late), this became a lifestyle, hunting records, tailor made clothes, scooters.
I no longer live this lifestyle but have chosen the photographic equivalent with my Fisheye 2, my Diana F+ and various samplers. Vinyl and analogue photography go hand in hand, who needs todays tech, you don’t want virtual music in mp3 format, you want a bulky piece of black plastic that can be nurtured and cared for, as with your photographs, its all about the physical aspect of holding a piece of greatness between your fingers, and spending hours admiring them.