#stagelighting

[sinoswan-mobilestages]

SINOSWAN SS50-Excellent Design, Unlimited Possibilities

The SINOSWAN SS50 is an exceptional hydro-mechanical stage truck, known for its superb design and manufacture. The stage area can be expanded as required. The box skeleton made of high-quality rectangular tubes and steel plates is rust-proofed to ensure stability and durability.

The hydraulic system raises the roof and the left and right wing panels flare out to form a flat stage, with the entrance located on the left side of the compartment. The legs are built-in and can be adjusted manually, and the four corners are equipped with hydraulic legs, each with a carrying capacity of not less than 5 tons. The rear door is of double-opening type with additional stage ladder handrail.

SINOSWAN is committed to designing and manufacturing reliable and user-oriented mobile stages with 26 years of experience. More than 10,000 units sold worldwide, services include churches, events and concerts. Provide professional mobile stage solutions to expand business reach and interact with customers worldwide.

[djsleventspecialist]

Professional Audio-Visual in Philadelphia

The DJ S&L crew back at the wonderful Vie by Cescaphe in Philadelphia to provide the audio visual for the For Pete's Sake Cancer Foundation's fundraising gala this year.

With our clear and powerful sound system and large LED wall display, we're always ready to make your events sound great and feel seamless.

So grateful to work with them as their preferred vendor for their fantastic and important event.

[djsnlav]

Lighting, Sound & Video at the Ms. Motorsports Pageant

The DJ Sound & Lighting Crew is back again at the annual Motorsports Racecar & Tradeshow in Oaks, PA providing the Audio-Visual for the weekend's presentations as well as the Ms. Motorsports Pageant!

Keeping everyone looking good and sounding great is what we do, and we were happy to provide sound and music for the pageant as well as stage lighting and microphones for the various presentations throughout the weekend.

Very exciting show and weekend for motorsports and racing fans of all kinds and we're thrilled to help make this event one of a kind!

[asiandavinci]

Illuminate Your Stage with the 250W LED Beam Moving Head Light! 💡✨

Looking for top-notch stage lighting? The 250W LED Beam Moving Head Light delivers outstanding brightness and precise beam control, ideal for concerts, theaters, clubs, and outdoor events! 🎶🌌 With energy-efficient technology and a durable build, this light provides versatile modes to match your lighting needs. Choose this beam light to elevate your event’s visual impact and captivate any audience!

[mflighting-amber]

MF Stage Light GraceDance-5 Family~~

Learn more: https://www.mingfeng-lighting.com/ Whatsapp: +86 15913827848

[ianfulgar]

Helping our local profession grow one debate at a time. Let's do this. #debate #stage #stagelighting #architectduties #architecturestudent #learn #duties #cpd #professional #stagedesign #share #sharingiscaring #calltime #uap #philippines🇵🇭 #natcon

[derrick-riches]

Lightbulb

The 400-watt metal halide arc tube lights were, for unfathomable reasons, stored in a cabinet in the projection room of the art museum’s auditorium. It was a quiet, snowy day in December, just after finals week, and the Miller Gallery was as dim as the sky outside. I walked out the museum doors into the lobby. Bounded down the concrete and brick steps, past a young couple suffering from an inability to keep their hand off each other. Across the auditorium lobby, past the glass display cases of Navajo (Diné) blankets. Then through the northernmost of the ten doors and into the dimly lit theatre. Up the slight incline towards the back of the room, down the oddly shaped eight-foot hall, to the projection room door.

            A single, tiny halogen bulb glowed above the door, providing enough light to see the doorknob but not the keyhole. I fumbled with the lock for a moment, pulled open the door, and groped for the light switch. Despite not being labeled, it only took me a minute to find the correct light bulb from the metal cabinet on the opposite wall. Lock the cabinet. Turn. Thump. Freeze. Think. The auditorium was empty. Right? Slowly, I approached the door. It’s two inches thick. Solid oak. My ear against the door found only a slight ruffling.

            The Museum of Fine Arts Auditorium is occasionally used by the University President’s Club. A group of wealthy donors, emeritus professors, and the politically connected. Put on by a team of volunteers, the projectionist for most of these events was Ms. Carol, the retired stagecraft instructor and a woman with a dramatic flair for fashion. One night, a few years earlier, she had locked up the projection equipment after a poorly attended event to look out the window and find a completely empty room. Something took hold of her. Convinced that someone was waiting on the other side of the door, she became frozen with fear. She was found the next morning dehydrated and confused.

            A solution had to be found, insisted the President’s Club. A phone would have worked. A peephole drilled through the oak door would have worked. However, this was a serious situation. So, instead of the obvious, a small CTV camera was placed on the wall outside the booth, connected to a thirteen-inch monitor hung above the console. I reached over and turned on the monitor.

            It was grainy and dark. I turned on one of the projection console lights and turned off the main fluorescents. Yes. Two figures, silhouetted by the light that hits the wall at the opposite end of the hall.

            “I don’t have time for this,” I muttered, sitting down on the one chair in the room. Then again, I wouldn’t want the disturbance. I waited. Five minutes went by. Five minutes, and the best I could tell, they had managed to drop their heavy winter coats. “Get on with it,” I wanted to yell. Another five minutes passed and little had changed. The fuzzy couple on the monitor, which can only be seen from mid-torso up, are still making out. Then it hits me. Mood.

            I look over the console. Bring up the multi-color stage lights while dimming the main overhead cans. Adjust the stage color to a vibrant violet. Aim the primary spot to stage right and set to a deep red. Through the window, I watch, adjusting the luminosity to maintain a consistent foot candle. The monitor shows a slight color change. I notice the taller figure has its back against the wall. The other figure has disappeared.

            Art history professor Olpin kept cassettes of classical music to give his classes a little class. I thumb through them. Schubert? Too fluffy. Stravinsky? Too avant-garde. Haydn? Too comical. Ravel? Perfect! Boléro? If it’s good enough for Bo Derek, it’s good enough for these two. I punch the cassette into the deck. Forward about ten minutes. Volume to zero. Play. Bring up the volume slowly. One. Two. Three. Problem! I can’t really hear the music in the booth. The dial goes to 100, and I have to think. At what volume will it be subliminal and not obvious? Four. Five.

            The monitor hasn’t changed. I could crank the volume to 100 and scare the shit out of them. A few minutes go by while I consider it. Six. The smaller figure reappears. I turn the volume back to five. The kissing continues, but my hope of resolution is dashed when the smaller figure turns, back against the wall. The larger figure disappears. I mean, fair is fair, but still. I have work to do.

            Perhaps out of boredom, I begin modulating the colors on the main spot. I flip the stage lights to asynchronous rotation. This creates a delightful dancing motion on the stage floor and back wall. Toggle the spot to waver. The light begins a slow pulsing. I check the monitor. The one viewable figure seems to have some alien-like thing crawling about in its shirt. Volume to six. Seven. Eight. I don’t dare turn it any higher. I grab the headphones and put them on. I can hear the music. Its slow movement is building.

            Now, the monitor shows nothing. Did they leave? Was the music too loud? Back to seven. Nothing can be seen through the projection window. Of course, they could have slipped quickly out one of the side doors. I step over and press my ear against the door. Definitely still there.

            Back in the chair, I wait. I toy with the lights. Turn the volume back to eight. Then nine. I keep an eye on the monitor and wait for the culmination so I can grab the light bulb and get back to the task at hand. After a few minutes, a head appears. It’s just the top of a head. Probably the smaller of the two. The head bobbs or nods. Hard to tell which.

            Common on, I think, I have a twelve-foot ladder cluttering up a gallery upstairs. I turn the volume to 10. Then I turn to the lighting. I adjusted the cascading colors of the spot to match the rhythm of the bobbing. Then, the stage lights. They weave through a figure-eight motion that makes a beautiful but chaotic pattern. I switched to a simple circle and altered the rate to match the spot and the nodding.

            Once I have everything perfectly synchronized, I notice that the movements of the head are speeding up. I focus on it and, with one hand on the spot control and the other on the stage lights knob, began racing to keep up. Then, suddenly, the head stops moving and drops out of sight. Finally, I think. I kill the music, drop the spot and the stage lights, and bring up the house cans, returning the room to normal.

            There was a pile of clothes to don and backpacks to pick up. Eventually, the figures passed around the corner and out of sight of the monitor. I watch them walk across the auditorium and exit on the other side of the building. I grab the 400-watt metal halide arc bulb and return to the museum gallery.

[amy-lightsky]

Nuevo equipo en camino

Light Sky Super Scope Pro--450W LED Cabeza Móvil Spot & Profile Más información: https://en.lightsky.com.cn/product/super-scope-pro/

[rhodeisland-resorts]

The glory days of Red King…

[lythecreatorart]

I show yall on discord already but-

@anpanbun @1-marigold-1

Stagelight au my beloved

Thank you for possessive Ren food for me personally-

[1-marigold-1]

The art I've been doodling for @anpanbun 's stagelight au !!!

[sinoswan-mobilestages]

SINOSWAN ST80 Mobile Stage Trailer – Efficient and Convenient Stage Solution

The SINOSWAN ST80 3320 is a professional hydraulic stage trailer with a stage size of 25x20 feet, expandable to 33x20 feet with two additional manual platforms. Designed with a three-cylinder hydraulic system per wing, it ensures 10 years of reliable and durable performance, making stage lifting and equipment installation effortless. With a stage height of 4 feet and an onboard generator, this model has gained widespread popularity as a lightweight mobile stage. Certified by DOT, European CE ICR, and Stamp Structure, it is an ideal stage solution for events hosting 3,000 to 5,000 people.

Fast Setup for Seamless Stage Preparation

The ST80 hydraulic stage trailer simplifies outdoor event setups with a quick and safe process:

Park the trailer and prepare for stage deployment.

Open the roof panels via remote control.

Automatically unfold all side panels.

Install sound, lighting, banners, and wind walls, then lift the roof using the hydraulic system.

Once fully elevated, install stairs, railings, and additional accessories.

With ST80, there’s no long waiting time. The hydraulic system enables a full setup for the stage, LED walls, sound and lighting equipment, banners, and decorations in no time.

Why Choose SINOSWAN ST80?

Smart Design – Durable, stylish, and cost-effective

Fast Setup – Ready in just 30 minutes with only two operators

Easy Transportation – Suitable for both urban and rural areas

High Safety Standards – Certified by U.S. DOT, structural engineers, and European CE ICR steel structure certification

Reliable Warranty – 5-year free warranty on the hydraulic system and stage body, with lifetime technical support

Trusted Brand – Recognized as a rapidly growing name in the mobile hydraulic stage industry

The SINOSWAN ST80 hydraulic stage trailer makes your events simpler and more efficient—perfect for outdoor performances!

[anpanbun]

Stagelight AU

A modern music Lamplight adjacent AU. (Lamplight adjacent in that it uses the loose format of: guy who is powerful and can't talk + guy who will do anything for him). Thank you @liloinkoink @martynsimp69 @ilexdiapason @kingtheghast @honey-daisies and Bird for collective brainstorming this with me <3

Let's meet our guys in this AU!

Martyn is an aspiring musician, previously with the band EVO (though he left when the band signed with Watcher Records). Years later, he now works a pub called The King's Head, but attends the open mic nights hosted by The Burning Lantern down the road. He begins noticing a reoccurring audience member.

That reoccurring audience member is of course Ren Dog. An older man wearing sunglasses at every open mic night. He always sits through Martyn's performances, sometimes he leaves right after, sometimes he sticks around for a while, but he is always there when Martyn plays. Except that one time Martyn played an old rock song from Red King, the guy had left in the middle of that performance, odd.....

And that's where it starts.

Martyn, of course, immediately has his interest piqued. Originally, because there was a very attractive man staring at him intently, but afterwards because of the mystery. Who is this guy? Why does he only leave after hes had a chance to hear Martyn's sets? Why does he never come up and say something? Martyn is aware he's an attractive guy, and the musician look really does it for a lot of people, so he's no stranger to an audience member coming up for a chat after his set.

This guy never does though, so Martyn ends up taking the matter into his own hands. So he devises a little trap. If that man always waited for him to play, then how about using that to his advantage? Trading out his electric guitar for acoustic that night, Martyn delays his set until he is the last act of the night. The moment his last note finishes ringing out from the stage, he sprints down the steps to introduce himself.

Ren though does not react well to this situation at all, staring at Martyn in startled silence and before turning and walking away without a single word.

He eventually finds out Ren's name by asking the employees of the bar. Imagine his surprise to learn that his name is Ren, just like the Renthedog account that has been consistently liking his posts on AUstagram. Even after the disastrous introduction.

So the next time he reaches out to Ren, he tries to take it a bit slower. Making eye contact from the stage, a little wave. Next time he tries to talk to Ren, instead of offering to buy him a drink, he asks if he can get Ren's AUstagram, and with a laugh Ren hands it over.

A flood gate opens from there. For all that Martyn has never heard Ren speak, he sure has a lot to say when it's in writing. They hang out from there, quickly becoming friends. When Martyn finds out that Ren straight up cannot speak, and it wasn't just shyness holding his voice back, he tries to ask why. Ren just gives the vague answer of:

Stage fright, all the world's a stage

Which doesn't really explain anything.

They have a comfortable, distant, but a bit flirty, friendship. Which is something that changes when Martyn finds the photo.

He finds it when cleaning out an old box of stuff. In a box full of high school knick knacks, one of the photos stands out. It's of himself and BigB, they must be 17 or 18, and they're standing with their arms thrown around eachother at some sort of music festival or concert. That's not what gives Martyn pause on it though, it's the singer performing in the background. The face might be obscured by makeup, and time, and the noise of an old photo camera, but its Ren. Martyn is absolutely certain Ren is the one singing in that picture. It clicks what band that is, Red King, BigB’s favorite. Ren, Ren was the lead singer of Red King.

With some digging, he finds out what happened. Red King, a three man rock band, with Lead Singer/Guitarist Ren Dog, Drummer Skizz Leman, and Bassist/Harmony Singer Scar Goodtimes, was one of the bands of all time. Sold out shows, huge tours, the works. Until it suddenly broke up over a decade back because of a scandal involving the lead singer, involving Ren.

Their tour had stopped where Ren's childhood friend Lizzie lived, famous actress Lizzie Shadow, Lizzie. They had been out for dinner to catch up and Ren was driving her home when he took a corner just a little too fast, the car skids, hits a tree, Lizzie's taken to the hospital and suddenly Ren finds his life crumbling around him.

Lizzie had been fine when the paramedics had arrived, told him it wasn't a big deal and that he didn't need to worry about any bad press from this. Cause why would she want to hurt her friend?

But somehow the press does find out, and the person who tipped them off implied that it wasn't a mutual understanding but instead a cover up.

Someone reports that he was drunk when they wrecked (even though he wasnt) and that gets picked up and run with. The constant pregnant rumors that follow Lizzie also get thrown in the mix and whispers of an affair (which again he wasn't, they weren't) get picked up as fact.

Ren figures out pretty quickly it was Scar who leaked the accident, the initial reports had too many details that he'd only told a couple of people. And when he goes to confront Scar about it? Well, Scar's always been able to put on a good performance, it's why Ren had brought him into the band in the first place. To have that acting turned against him though? Used to manipulate the flashing paparazzi cameras so that it looks like Ren is lashing out against his innocent band mate? It makes him wish he'd never met Scar.

The day after that fight with Scar is flooding across the tabloid, they still have to go onto the stage to performing their show.

Ren steps up on stage and sees a sight that will haunt him for the rest of his days. The giant venue, a sold out show, stands almost entirely empty. He tries to push on, tries to sing, but his words get absorbed into the empty silence. And on that silent stage is the last time Ren Dog speaks.

Lizzie speaks out and clears up the scandal after she's leaves the hospital, but its too late for Red King to recover. Skizz returns home to his family, Scar builds a solo career off the stinking corpse of Red King, and Ren fades into the obscurity of a normal, secluded life.

Martyn takes this knowledge and uses it to help Ren on his journey to gain back his voice. They are drawn together by music and fall in love. In the end, Martyn and Ren go on tour together, The King and The Hand, not to become famous, but to travel around and continue to find the joy in music together. Ren is back in the stagelight, but Martyn is the one in the spotlight, and Ren could not be happier for him.

PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT THIS AU IT MAKES ME INSANE AND I WANNA TALK ABOUT IT MORE!!! THERES SO MUCH MORE I COULDNT FIND A WAY TO FIT IN!!!

Where it started:

[degenerateshinji]

until the final applause sounds

[max-the-silly-guy]

hi stagelight nation how are we doing this fine evening

[mflighting-amber]

MF Stage Light GraceDance-4 Family~~ Learn more: https://www.mingfeng-lighting.com/ Whatsapp: +86 15913827848

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