Jeremy Rank
January 30th, 2005, 03:16 AM
Here's the horror stories...
When we arrived, I sent me step father to the balcony to man the secondary camera. I set up in the choir seating area to catch things as the primary cam.
The steps to the choir seating area is made from plywood blocks...the largest one on the bottom, a medium sized for the middle step and a small one for the top step...none bolted together. About 5 minutes before the wedding, I'm finishing and triple checking my wiring. As I'm headed up the makeshift stairs the church has set up, the top plywood block slips out from under my foot and I end up hitting my back on a plastic tree I had asked the pastor to move not 12 hours prior....to the exact spot where I landed! By instinct, my arm flew out to grab something...in this instance, it was the acrylic shield in front of the drum set. It didn't budge, but bounced enough to hit the drum set and announce my demise. Needless to say, it knocked my breath out and left a 6 inch abrasion on my back.
Once things got finished and I caught my breath, I sit in the last row of the choir seating and wait for the ceremony to begin. Earlier that morning, I had run out of antipersperant and had borrowed my wife's deoderant. As I'm sitting there with the embarrasment of falling three feet to the floor, my first wedding, stress, etc....I'm sweating like a hog from my forehead and pits.....like a politician at an inquiry. note to self...always wear a good ANTI-PERSPERANT.
Wedding starts and as things progress, the bride and groom aren't where they're supposed to be and the lighting is WAY off...sigh...on the bright side, the bride's maid directly behind her is absolutely radiant in the lighting and appears angelic in comparison to the BAD lighting the 18 year old bride is receiving...casting shadows on her and generally making her look like she just turned 40.
Wrapped up filming the wedding...the reception I quickly discovered is ANOTHER 20 minutes down the road which is a bit of a pain considering I had already driven an hour to get to the church in the first place...by now it's nearly 6pm. Groom's dad gives directions and says..."you can't miss it. There's a big sign in front" Guess what.....yep.....we missed it. Sure it was a big sign, but was lit by something to the effect of a 60w light bulb. Luckily, we made it in front of the wedding party by 10 minutes.
Things were going pretty good, looked down and noticed that I have 5 minutes left on the tape...no problem, I'll change it right after this song. Someone should have told me that it was going to be the LONGEST Santana song they ever wrote so I have to proceed with a tape change during the song...no biggie...I've got another camera set up for just such an occasion. The night wraps up without incident (thankfully) and we pack up and leave after the major events.
Get home and start transferring the tapes....EVERYTHING my step dad shot appears to be totally worthless. I should have explained more when I said, "be careful with your use of zooming". The entire tape from the balcony looks like he's looking for a target to strafe.....zoom in, zoom out, pan, pan, repeat. Not only that, but the shots he did manage to sit still with were under severe digital zoom...totally worthless.
You know what the real kicker was....
I did this job for free to get a demo dvd...
When we arrived, I sent me step father to the balcony to man the secondary camera. I set up in the choir seating area to catch things as the primary cam.
The steps to the choir seating area is made from plywood blocks...the largest one on the bottom, a medium sized for the middle step and a small one for the top step...none bolted together. About 5 minutes before the wedding, I'm finishing and triple checking my wiring. As I'm headed up the makeshift stairs the church has set up, the top plywood block slips out from under my foot and I end up hitting my back on a plastic tree I had asked the pastor to move not 12 hours prior....to the exact spot where I landed! By instinct, my arm flew out to grab something...in this instance, it was the acrylic shield in front of the drum set. It didn't budge, but bounced enough to hit the drum set and announce my demise. Needless to say, it knocked my breath out and left a 6 inch abrasion on my back.
Once things got finished and I caught my breath, I sit in the last row of the choir seating and wait for the ceremony to begin. Earlier that morning, I had run out of antipersperant and had borrowed my wife's deoderant. As I'm sitting there with the embarrasment of falling three feet to the floor, my first wedding, stress, etc....I'm sweating like a hog from my forehead and pits.....like a politician at an inquiry. note to self...always wear a good ANTI-PERSPERANT.
Wedding starts and as things progress, the bride and groom aren't where they're supposed to be and the lighting is WAY off...sigh...on the bright side, the bride's maid directly behind her is absolutely radiant in the lighting and appears angelic in comparison to the BAD lighting the 18 year old bride is receiving...casting shadows on her and generally making her look like she just turned 40.
Wrapped up filming the wedding...the reception I quickly discovered is ANOTHER 20 minutes down the road which is a bit of a pain considering I had already driven an hour to get to the church in the first place...by now it's nearly 6pm. Groom's dad gives directions and says..."you can't miss it. There's a big sign in front" Guess what.....yep.....we missed it. Sure it was a big sign, but was lit by something to the effect of a 60w light bulb. Luckily, we made it in front of the wedding party by 10 minutes.
Things were going pretty good, looked down and noticed that I have 5 minutes left on the tape...no problem, I'll change it right after this song. Someone should have told me that it was going to be the LONGEST Santana song they ever wrote so I have to proceed with a tape change during the song...no biggie...I've got another camera set up for just such an occasion. The night wraps up without incident (thankfully) and we pack up and leave after the major events.
Get home and start transferring the tapes....EVERYTHING my step dad shot appears to be totally worthless. I should have explained more when I said, "be careful with your use of zooming". The entire tape from the balcony looks like he's looking for a target to strafe.....zoom in, zoom out, pan, pan, repeat. Not only that, but the shots he did manage to sit still with were under severe digital zoom...totally worthless.
You know what the real kicker was....
I did this job for free to get a demo dvd...