Music Film Shooting

Music Film Shooting

Photo by Rain 

First we had to find the right location. Cities are full of graceful afflictions that perfectly fit the sound of The Wolf Dorian. His ever inward leading caverns of song. With their cracked roofs and walls, where the light shyly reaches into corridors and halls. But then strays and dissolves for a moment, a wink, a rough growl, frail whisper, multiplied by echoes, then stringed to a ponderous takt, galloping softly, stumbling harsh. Arousing us into sleep. 

Photo by Rain

Trying to evoke a sense like: The silver flare of a passing train. Liquid colors upon a Mexican desert. The noise-shift at the exit of a subway station. Just-before-rain-air at the junction. A swing facing West. Grass blackened by a smoldering sky. The odor of a dying day. Gracious and wretched peace. 

The idea was simply to take a few shots of Dorian, playing in three or four different spots of that abandoned  location, recording the sound on-site. We never realized the video. For when we returned with the equipment, a few days later, the building has just been teared down.

Photo by Rain