The personal blog of photojournalist Noah Darnell.

Oh, look at how she listens…

Oh, look at how she listens…

Oh, look at how she listens She says nothing of what she thinks; She just goes stumbling through her memories Staring out on to Grey Street. She thinks, “Hey, How did I come to this? I dream myself a thousand times around the world, But I can’t get out of this place.” There’s an emptiness

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Ones for whom the rules do not apply…

Ones for whom the rules do not apply…

There are those to whom the rules seem to not apply. When a person has been there for everything – every birthday growing up, every piano recital, every t-ball game, every graduation – she has a right to go in before the rest of the audience to listen to the performer warm up. When the

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On a turntable…

On a turntable…

My friend Jeff always said I was born in the wrong decade. An affinity for film and a little-known enjoyment of ye olde vinyl. Some people don’t even know new artists put out their albums on vinyl. It isn’t unusual to hear: “I didn’t even know they made records anymore!” Most of the new records

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Lackadaisical days…

Lackadaisical days…

…for photos, at least. Both the blessing and the curse of a 365 Project is the fact that it forces images sometimes. Stay tuned for better… -nd.

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Come back to me…

Come back to me…

So, here’s something different! Photographing up-and-coming artists is really enjoyable. Photographing an artist a second time after she’s made it big? Quothe ye olde Mastercard: Priceless. Sara Bareilles returned to Harding University. She was one of the first concerts I ever shot as a wee photo lad back in 2007. Looking back on those photos

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Playing music while others wait…

Playing music while others wait…

None shall sleep! None shall sleep! You too, princess, In your cold room You watch the stars Trembling of love and hope… But my secret is locked within me No one will know my name! No, no, I will say it on your mouth, When the light will shine! And my kiss will melt the

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Where the King plays…

Where the King plays…

Anything you’ll read on this blog might lead you to believe that photojournalism is one of the most random jobs on the planet. Every day is different. Every job is different. I have photographed upcoming young guitarist Austin Varner before. You might remember him from his publicity shots after he was picked up by a

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I breathe concerts…

I breathe concerts…

If you have followed this blog for any length of time, you might know I shoot quite a few concerts, usually a dozen or so per year. Many of those aren’t exactly A-listers, but this one certainly was. Needtobreathe… I heard of them first from my sister when they were getting started at her university

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For what every music is worth…

For what every music is worth…

What a great subject matter to make the 700th post on the Fledgling Photographer Blog! Concert photography is one of my favorite genres. And it looks like it will be something that I will constantly be called upon to do… all the time… Luckily, it is one of my favorite genres of photography. Up there

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For the beauty of sound…

For the beauty of sound…

“I think music in itself is healing. It’s an explosive expression of humanity. It’s something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we’re from, everyone loves music.” ~Billy Joel “All music is beautiful.” ~Billy Strayhorn “I don’t care much about music. What I like is sounds.” ~Dizzy Gillespie “One good thing about music,

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Portrait of new sponsors and the youth…

Portrait of new sponsors and the youth…

My young friend Austin here has been picked up by a few sponsors and it has fallen upon me to do a little photography for promotions and his new sponsors. Yeah, as you can see, by “young” I mean it literally: he’s 12 years old. His guitar and amps are the concentration at the moment.

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I and Love and This…

I and Love and This…

Load the car and write the note Grab your bag and grab your coat Tell the ones that need to know We are headed north One foot in and one foot back But it don’t pay, to live like that So i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks For never to return Ah

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