The weather is playing tricks with us again and there’s a big storm coming in so at call time we have to re-arrange the schedule and shoot the afternoon stuff first so we don’t get drenched. This makes us all look like idiots in front of the band who have to swap out of the outfits they’ve just changed into.
Today is another one of those races against time. The band got up at 5am this morning to be on set at 6am. We need to get them out of here by 6pm so they can make a 730 flight out of LAX for London. From London they will fly to Dublin and race to a gig they have scheduled tomorrow night. When they step onstage they will have not been to bed for 30 hours…thank god bands make good money and get to hang out with hot girls, they certainly earn it.
I’m looking at reels over lunch and see a commercial set in a car wash with all sorts of cool angles on water coming out of hoses and foam smearing everywhere. I want to rip up my shot-list and start again but have to remind myself that I’m selling five great faces and not a Japanese motor car!
The band is wrapped in time and when I get home the storm hits – torrential rain and the mother of all thunderstorms. I’m safe by the fire with a bowl of pasta but I bet those guys are stuck at LAX waiting for the storm to clear so they can race East to make that gig.