Backstage Photo Confessions
A Multi Media Exhibit
What kind of camera do
I wish I could say I toted
a Leica or Hasselblad to every show, but in reality, I always
carried a cheapo camera with me, just in case I had to check
it, hide it, or pitch it. I try to bring cameras with built
in zoom lenses, but it really varies event to event.
Why this exhibit, and why now?
This past summer I had my
French Quarter apartment repainted and was living out of boxes
for what turned out to be months. I decided to spend that
time reorganizing some of my things. I went through 23 boxes
of photographs and realized I had one incredible and eclectic
collection of photos from the 1980s to present day. From straight
portraits, to candids, to corny shots of me and musicians,
I thought the collection really lent itself to a sort of unique
view into my world. I felt I could create an exhibit where
other people could experience the wonderful places I’ve
been and the fabulous concerts I’ve seen.
When can I see your pictures,
are they for sale and how can I contact you?
Backstage Photo Confessions will
be on display at
Viewing will be available by appointment only on:
Wednesdays and Thursdays, and on view to the public on
Thursdays 10 pm - 2 am, Fridays 9 pm - 2 am,
Saturdays 9 pm - 4 am.
All photos are for sale by cash or check.
Call or E-mail to make an Appointment
NolaStyle Hotline: (504) 595-5091
What’s your favorite Backstage experience?
I know I sound totally jaded
but there have been sooooo many. But, on Friday, January 24,
2003, I was with The Rolling Stones at Reliant Stadium in
Houston, TX. Keith Richards’ personal tour assistant
was my guide and seated me next to Mick’s girlfriend,
L'Wren Scott, and Texas powerhouse Lynn Wyatt.
During the finale I was ushered
to Keith’s van (every band member has their own car,
limo, or van take them from the same venue to the same hotel),
and was sitting inside with a few others when the last note
of the concert was played. Like a big wave crashing on a beach,
a surge of applause and screams literally cracked and exploded.
Through the van’s rear window I could see Mick, Ron,
Charlie, and Keith file off stage, get bundled up in robes,
and hop into their rides.
When Keith climbed into the
van, we were off like a shot to The Four Seasons with a police
The band invited me to come
back the next day to watch the Super Bowl with them, their
tour managers and their flight crew.
Billy Gibbons from ZZ Top stopped
by (we were in Texas after all), and he was wearing a ratty,
smelly afghan and carried in a box of tamales. He didn’t
offer me any, but I did feast on high end concessions served
buffet style in the suite. The hotel even arranged to bring
in a Good Humor freezer filled with ice cream.
It was so much fun, and definitely
a precious Backstage, and off stage, experience.
One of the best backstage tips
I ever got was from
Harry Connick, Jr. who used to play The Bottom Line when I
was in high school. He told me to go to Tulane. If it weren’t
for Harry, I never would have come to New Orleans.
Do you ever take being Backstage
Absolutely not!!! It’s
never a given or a done deal. Each time is special, and it
relies heavily on the generosity of the venue, the event,
the performer, an assignment, or a contact.
I always thank whoever makes a Backstage experience possible,
and I let them know how much I appreciate it.
I am always grateful and feel so lucky to be in such close
proximity to some of the great music makers of our times.
It’s truly a thrill every time.