Concerts in Focus

Kourtney Robideau
Concert & Tour Photographer
Concerts in focus. Chaos in frame.
Candid over clean. Always.

Where the Light Hits

Moments made immortal by timing and instinct.

I took these with one hand, held my breath for half of them, and cussed out a fog machine mid-shutter. Art? Art.

Between Silence & Screams

" No flash. Just vibes & a fog machine that haunts me. "

I didn’t plan to become a concert photographer. It started accidentally, when I brought my camera to Inkcarceration 2024 and snapped some shots of Bad Omens that changed everything for me. Since then, I haven’t been able to put the camera down.I’m drawn to moments that exist off-script — candid, emotional, unrepeatable. I don’t chase symmetry or the perfect pose. I chase chaos. I chase that flicker of vulnerability onstage, the blur between movement and meaning, the feeling that something real just happened. I want people to look at my work and feel something — passion, love, nostalgia, electricity. I want my photos to tell a story, not just look good.Bad Omens headlining Mayhem Festival was the moment I truly believed I had something special. Bands like ERRA, Glasswaves, and Midwinter have all shaped my journey. I’ll never forget when I took a photo of Jesse Cash that Bad Omens’ own photographer, Brian Kirks, liked on twitter. And ERRA? They’ve consistently shown love to the work I tag them in. That kind of support keeps me going.I shoot wherever I feel most connected — usually from the barricade, sometimes deep in the crowd. I don’t always have access to a photo pit, but that doesn’t stop me from finding the shot. It’s not about where I stand — it’s about what I see.The chaos I crave is the kind that makes people react. When someone giggles, gasps, or gets emotional over one of my photos, that’s everything. And the quiet I love? That’s sending out prints, knowing someone hung a piece of my art in their space because it meant something to them.This is more than photography. This is connection. This is what I love.Out here chasing screams and soft spots.
The chaos is beautiful. The quiet is mine.

Let’s make something loud.

Out here chasing screams and soft spots.
The chaos is beautiful. The quiet is mine.