I shot a friend's party last night in a the swanky part of town and several people told me Patrick McMullen was around. I thought, who the heck is Patrick McMullen? I could Google the guy, I guess, but I don't really care. A club owner asked me if I wanted to be him. I wasn't even sure how to answer that. Would I want to be a different photographer? Would he want to be a different club owner? Odd.
Apparently this McMullen guy wasn't even taking pictures last night. He was being video taped just walking around the clubs. Fame for fame's sake I guess. No interest. I simply muttered to the club owner that I was interested in a darker side of nightlife. He just looked at me with a polite bewilderment and I went my way. I unlocked my urban camouflaged bicycle from in front of the velvet roped crowd and peddled off.
Take pictures, stay yourself.