Zip De Long

31 years later and it still hits like the first time. Korn’s debut changed everything. Korn (1994) — the album that rewired heavy music, and maybe all of us a little too. Throwback to when they came through Omaha last year 📸 . . . . #korn #kornfamily #kornfans #kornofficial #31years #numetal #nümetal #metalmusic #metalcommunity #90s #90smetal #photography #concertphotography

“I was born in an estuary destined to the sea. I was surrounded by pearls that I could not eat And diamonds that I could not drink.” 💎 🌊 📍 @steelhouseomaha 📸 @spiritboxmusic @courtneylaplante @mikestringer @josh_gilbert @zevrosedrums . . . #spiritbox #spiritboxband #tsunamisea #courtneylaplante #courtneylaplantefan #darkfem #darkfeminineenergy #darkfeminine #metalband #metalcore #metalcoreband #concertphotography

Smoke curling into the night sky. Sparks falling like rain. Flames hot enough to feel from the barricade. And somewhere between the fireballs and the screaming guitars, thousands of voices melted together into one giant singalong. Arms in the air. Heads thrown back. Everybody rocking and rolling all night like the outside world didn’t exist. 🔥 📸 @hairballonline #hairball #kiss #shockrock #rocknroll #rockphotography

Leather. Smoke. Heat. Loud guitar strings. The kind of night where the air tastes like gasoline and the smell stings like whiskey from the night before, sprinkled with fresh-cut grass. If you step a little bit closer, you may catch fire. If you pay attention, you may know the words to what they sing. 🔥 Stay tuned. 📸 #livemusic #guitarists #drums #rocknrollmusic #photoshoot

Moments like these are special. These crowd shots are becoming some of my favorite shots to take. Not because I’m onstage with cool people. Not because they’re impossible to overthink. But because there’s something special about the merging of energy between the band and the crowd. You can’t have a successful show without both. And Evandale at Harrah’s Stir Cove last night had a very cool crowd. Standing there overlooking one of the biggest sold-out crowds I’ve seen in Omaha in a while, something hit me: I was weirdly comfortable. A few years ago, I would’ve been an anxious wreck stepping onto a stage like that. But last night, I wasn’t spiraling about people looking at me. I was focused on getting the shot and not missing my cue. That shift means a lot to me. That’s growth. 🥹 Being up there with my friends, surrounded by that much energy, documenting a moment that big from the stage itself… it honestly felt surreal in the best way possible. I live for that shit. 📸 Thank you for trusting me with moments like these, @evandaleband . 🖤 #crowdshot #soldoutshow #outdoorconcert #evandale #livemusicrocks

You know…some shows stick with you for weeks, while others fade before you even exit the venue doors. But every now and then, there’s a show that settles somewhere deeper. One that lingers in your chest long after the lights come down. The kind where the atmosphere feels almost tangible. Where every note feels lived in. Where you can see the music moving through the people on stage just as much as the crowd. And when you close your eyes afterward, you catch little flickering flashbacks, and a grin slowly manifests its way onto your face like you’ve reached a place of zen. Alter Bridge a couple weeks back was one of those shows for me. 📸 @officialalterbridge #alterbridge #myleskennedy #marktremonti #liveconcert #stagephotography

Saw a clip of In Flames at Welcome to Rockville and instantly thought of this photo of Anders Fridén, buried in shadow and lost in the moment, sitting in the Lightroom archive that I found yesterday. Oh, how I wish I was there despite the rainstorm. “I feel it’s taking over Everything falls dark Break me open Desperate cry” 📸 @andersfridn of @inflames #inflames #rockville #throwbackpic #melodeath #moodyportrait

They stood above the crowd. Loud and proud. Below them, a violent sea of flesh churned and crashed against the barricade, blurring the lines between ceiling and ground, like an angry tsunami colliding with the shore. Bodies collided. Voices became obscured through the noise. For a moment, it didn’t feel like a concert at all. It felt like a storm…a Prison of Flesh. But not the kind of prison you fear. The kind that holds you captive in awe. The kind you never want to look away from. 📸 @lornashore #lornashore #deathcore #metalshow #concertphoto #heavymusic

POV: The strobes hit again and again. Lights so piercing, you can’t tell if you’re watching the show, or if the show is watching you. It’s noisy, it’s blinding, and Richard Patrick is throwing around his mic stand like a crazy man. Yet, you don’t really want the chaos to end. 📸 @officialfilter 📍 @steelhouseomaha #filter #alternativerock #rockconcert #liveshow #musicphotography

📸 @officialalterbridge Some shows you photograph. Some you feel before a single note is played. The moment Myles Kennedy stepped up to the mic, something shifted. It was immediate, calm, overwhelming, and impossible to ignore. I’ve felt energy in a room before, but nothing like this. “Don’t close your eyes Something beautiful is still alive Don’t close your eyes Never turn away and let it die” This one meant something. #alterbridge #myleskennedy #hardrock #livemusicphoto #concertpics

“Wanna see some real f*cking death metal?” The pit said: 🤘 F*ck yeah 🤘 📸 @frozensoultx #frozensoul #deathmetal #livemetal #tourlife #livemusicphoto

Words written in blood, dry bones shivering, etched deep enough to outlive the night. The stage flickered like a dying cathedral. Green shadows, flashes of amber-white, red flooding everything. This wasn’t a performance. This was a ritual. 📸 @fleshgodofficial #fleshgodapocalypse #darkaesthetic #symphonicdeathmetal #concertpics #livemusic