Mike Mineo – Scene 1
I was at the QAS Wednesday Night Showcase at The Late Late on Houston when i was introduced to Mike Mineo. He had been in the city for about a week, having just relocated from South Florida and had already found himself a stage. After the first few notes, my phone was out, safari open, trying to figure out who this guy really was, convinced i had a celebrity in my midst, like somebody was about to lean over to me and say, “Do you who that is?? That’s Mike Mineo!!” Nobody leaned over though, and my internet search culminated in a brief wikipedia entry detailing the career of a moderate local success in Delray Beach.
I watched the rest of the set with my mouth slack, ended whatever conversation i was having so i could gawk at the fluidity of his fingers, the pickless strumming and noodling, the emotive delivery and goofy effortless vocal improvisation. I had found what i was looking for.
We talked after the set and i found an incredibly friendly and happy-to-be-here young man with his equally bubbly fiancée, two excited floridians thrilled to be in NYC. He said yes before i even finished explaining.
So the next week we met up in Union Square, and while i housed a lamb gyro, we had a quick brainstorm about where to shoot, eventually deciding to head down to Washington Square Park.
I thought it would be cool to take a taxi down there.
There’s more on the way from this talented sum’bitch- this is just us on the way to the shoot.
It’s called “Mike Mineo Hails A Cab or: How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Buy A Wide Lens
Technical Notes: This whole thing was a technical disaster, and all part of the process of me getting better at what i do, or maybe finally learning to put more thought into these things before hand. My unpreparedness led to me shooting inside a dark taxi with an 8-stop ND filter screwed onto a 24mm lens (not including crop), resulting in more grain and less frame than i had in mind. But with Mike on a tour-cation around the eastern seaboard for the month, followed by my european sojourn in September, an October re-shoot is more unpleasant to me than releasing a jacked-up video of a guy killing it in the back of a cab. So, there.