Let me just declare, again, I love my Leica M9. The experience is so pure, so satisfying, so... mechanically direct, that I (almost) don't care about the end result, the photographs. Why bother using a $4,000 (used price) camera and lens, to take photos? Right right right?
The experience.
Anyway, I brought the M9 + Summicron-C to the 18th Street Lounge Milonga, knowing that it was going to be too dark. Still, I said to myself, "I don't care, I am going to enjoy pressing the delicious shutter.*"
Look at the settings... These were dancers (MOVING!), and I was shooting at ridiculously long shutter speeds. And look at all the artifacts.
And the banding...
You know what? I would rather that I remembered these moments, no matter how crudely they were recorded, than not having memories of the night.
* Actually, I cursed. I curse all the time.
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