Gentles Readers, I really don’t know if the man-ape in today’s photograph above is Dan, Josh or Brian. And that’s kind of the point. I photographed Fartbarf in their analogue post-neanderthal glory last July. But Dan, Josh and Brian do put on one hell of a show, pre-digital and completely anonymous. Nothing but analogue synths, vocals through vocoders and an old school drum kit.
I was photographing them for Phantom Carriage, as they turned up the primate-ness for the brewery’s Freaky Tiki Night. Crawling around the band on my hands and knees on their makeshift stage in the brewery parking lot. Popping up occasionally like an insane photographic prairie dog, never sure whether apes and prairie dogs are natural friends in the wild.
It was actually a fun way to photograph a band like Fartbarf. I usually try to get stage access whenever I photograph musicians. It’s okay to shoot from the photo pit in the front of the stage. But I think the more interesting photographs can be made from a point of view the audience doesn’t have. From the side or behind the band.
It was a completely entertaining night of music. Fartbarf are simian geniuses when it comes to punching out danceable robotic synthetic harmonic analogue melodies. I don’t know if they’ve discovered fire yet, but they certainly know how to bring the heat.
In their own words,
“Everything fun mustn’t always be Fartbarf,
but everything Fartbarf must always be fun.”
These are some mutated fellows I can get behind. And another of my favorite photoshoots since my arrival in Los Angeles last year.