Photo Finish Records
Photo Finish Records is an independent record label located in New York City, New York, United States (US). The label was started in 2006 by booking agent Matt Galle and is known for a diverse roster that includes punk bands, indie rock bands, and hip hop artists.
History
The label's first release was in November 2006 when they put out the debut Envy On The Coast five song EP. Shortly after, they signed Danger Radio, and released their EP and debut studio album.
Photo Finish achieved success with its next signing 3OH!3. The band's debut album WANT debuted at number 88 and peaked at number 44 on the Billboard Top 200 Chart. The band's song "Don't Trust Me" ranked in the number 1 position on the Top 40 Charts and eventually sold over 3 million digital copies. As of February 2014, WANT remains the label's most successful release.
Anthony Green's album Avalon debuted in August 2008 at number 44 on the Billboard charts, making it the label's most successful first-week performance for a release.
Photo finish
A photo finish occurs in a sporting race when multiple competitors cross the finishing line at nearly the same time. As the naked eye may not be able to discriminate between which of the competitors crossed the line first, a photo or video taken at the finish line may be used for a more accurate check.
Finish line photos are still used in nearly every modern racing sport. Although some sports use electronic equipment to track the racers during a race, a photo is considered the most important evidence in selecting the winner. They are especially important during close races, but they are also used to assign official times to each competitor during any race.
Method of capture
Strip photography
Photo-finish cameras were developed during the 1940s and 1950s as a means of regulating the racing industry and to reduce cheating. Betting on races became increasingly popular during the middle decades of the twentieth century. Authorities were therefore concerned to improve the probity of racing which was widely regarded as corrupt.
Photo Finish
A photo finish is a photo or video taken at the finish line of a sporting race when multiple competitors cross the finishing line at nearly the same time.
Photo finish may also refer to:
Photo-Finish
Photo-Finish is the seventh studio album by Irish musician Rory Gallagher, released in 1978. It marked a turning point in Gallagher's career. Most of the songs on Photo-Finish were initially recorded on what was to be an earlier album called Torch but Gallagher was unhappy with the recordings. He fired the drummer and keyboardist from his current band and replaced only the drummer changing the band to a power trio as his original bands had been.
Background
The album name reflects the fact that the finished product was delivered to the record company just at the deadline. The album came after a two year period without an album release, due to Gallagher's decision to scrap the earlier version of the album and the need to recover from an accident to his thumb. Gallagher originally recorded many of the songs that would end up on Photo-Finish in San Francisco. Rather than producing the album himself as he usually did he worked with Elliot Mazer, a successful producer who had previously produced hits for Neil Young. At the last minute — the initial copies of the album had been pressed— Gallagher decided to simply scrap the Mazer produced album. In an interview Gallagher stated:
Podcasts:
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by Fastbreak
Photo Finish
by: Chris LedouxAt seven this mornin' I got on the horn and said to hold my bronc
as long as you can
My car broke down in Billings and they just got it put together
I'll be photo finishing into old Cheyenne.
Well here I am in Sheridan and it's 9 o'clock in the morning
and times a going fast
I just pulled 'er over had some coffee and a doughnut and I bought the
car a brand new tank of gas.
Well I don't know if I'm gonna make it's 9: 15, I'll be lucky if I ever get there
By God now what's that I hear is it a siren
Sure enough he got me on his radar
He pulled up behind me and turned on those flashing lights a sign that
I knew meant to pull her over
So I stomped on my brakes and as skidded to a halt I wiped out three
reflector posts along the shoulder.
He got out of his car and was a walkin' real slow, so I jumped out and
met him half way, He jerked out his gun and said "Mister are you crazy?
I ain't never seen nobody drive that way."
I told him take it easy and he could put up that cannon the way he's
shakin' it just might go off. He put up the gun as I explained my situation
he listened to my story and he coughed.
He wrote me out a ticket that seemed to take forever, I took it as I headed
for my car.
That cop he hollered out at me and said "Hey cowboy you better slow down
cause you can't outrun this radar"
As I rolled on down the road I was a cursin' and a swearin' about the
ticket that I had just acquired, I wondered if I oughtta pay it or throw
it out the window, hell I might just set the damn thing afire.
So I gunned it once again and was traveling down the highway
with the gas pedal mashed to the floor
When I came around a curve and right there in the highway there's
more damn sheep than I've ever seen before.
I'm going to fast to ever stop so I just close my eyes as the car rolls on through
the herd.
When I open up my eyes again there's a sheep on the fender, and
that herder's saying some mighty awful words.
The sweats a drippin' off my brow as I barrell through ole Wheatland
I'm a nervous wreck and I must be a sight, the flies inside this ole car
are buzzing all around me, guess my 24 hour deodorant quit last night.
60 50 40 30 20 miles more the rodeo starts in another 18 minutes
I pull in through the main gates I hear the anthem playin'
I can't believeit, thank God I finally made it.
There's only one more obstacle that's standing in my way, it's a
nit wit with a weekend badge. He's standing by the gate and as I
slide her to a halt he says "Where in the hell you going so doggone fast?"
I tell him that I'm entered and I ain't got time to talk, my horse is in the
chute and I'm late. He says I need to get a pass from the secretary
my eyes get red my heart fills up with hate.
I yell you dirty so and so you better let me through, he asked if I'd repeat
that once again, so I whacked him in the mouth and I left him lying there
on his back kicking in the sand.
I got there just in time to see my bronc come runnin out his head and tail
held way up high I swear he looked right straight at me, grinned and
gave a horse laugh, and me I just stood there and cried.
I stood there feelin' helpless and purely dumbfounded, I looked and what did
I see three highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip and they were
all a lookin' back at me
Sittin' in this cell now I've done a lot of thinkin' about that
wild ride I made a month ago, I'm sorry that I'm in this rotten situation
If I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow,