I was in the Cathouse for the launch of a new touring club night called Uprawr last Thursday. I don’t usually do Thursdays, preferring to stick to the weekends when it’s busier (and therefore easier to take photos).
I usually shot with a pair of Canon 5Ds, and they’ve served well for about 8 years. I’ve gradually moved away from using them anywhere except nights at the Cathouse though, and have toyed with the idea of using some of my other cameras to switch things up a bit. Tonight, I decided to bring along the tiny Sony RX100 to give it a bash.
It worked out not too badly, with this tiny camera out-doing itself in low light.
As it was a Thursday, there were far fewer taxis around than there would be otherwise. It seems nobody had bothered to take into account that it was a bank holiday weekend, and so town would be a lot busier. Thus began the awful rigmarole of trying to get home without having to resort to the night bus from hell. Ever been in a confined space at 4am with a horde of drunk Glaswegians, rubbing their eyes as they emerge from different clubs to mingle and devour whole buckets of KFC? No thanks. Not for me.
I used to live in town, within stumbling difference of Union Street, so getting back afterwards was never a problem. This whole taxi malarky feels amateurish now, and really puts me off ever going out. It wouldn’t be so bad if the companies actually turned up when you finally did get through on the phone – which is almost impossible for a start anyway.
In the end, after calling for a taxi well in advance (about 2am), I didn’t get one until 3.30am, when we luckily managed to flag one down over the river as it headed back into town. Some other pals just walked the whole way home alone, which is never a good thing.
The one positive of all of this is that I was forced to kick about around outside the club for a while afterwards, and had nothing else to do except take some pictures.
The silence of the RX100, combined with how drunk everybody was meant that nobody really noticed, or could care less about what was going on, even when you were right next to them.
Even if they did notice, it didn’t bother them too much.
The RX100 will be coming with me in future.