Singer-Songwriter Studio

Rock me onto a stage, from the attached photo, with an electric guitar, strumming hard under white and red spotlights while a crowd presses up against the barrier. Keep my face exactly as it is. A leather jacket, sweat shine, stage smoke, a drum riser behind me, hands raised in the front rows, shot from low with a wide lens. Cinematic concert photography. Vertical 9:16.

Using the attached photo, make me a country musician on a rustic wooden stage, playing an acoustic guitar under strings of warm bulbs. Keep my face unchanged and recognisable. A denim shirt, a straw hat or boots, hay bales and a barn wall behind, a microphone on an old stand, golden evening glow, a soft smile. Warm film tones, 50mm lens. Vertical 9:16.

Capture me, from the attached photo, playing a saxophone or trumpet on a New Orleans street at night, old balconied buildings with wrought iron behind me and warm gas lamps. Keep my face exactly as it is. A waistcoat and a hat, eyes half closed in the music, a few listeners softly lit, damp cobbles reflecting amber light. Moody cinematic night photograph. Vertical 9:16.

Drop me, from the attached photo, into a huge outdoor music festival at sunset, standing in front of the main stage with a sea of people and raised arms behind. Keep my face unchanged and recognisable. Colourful lasers, flags above the crowd, a denim jacket and glitter, an orange and pink sky, a wristband on my arm, a big grin, 35mm candid shot. Vertical 9:16.

Seat me, from the attached photo, in a small wood-panelled bar playing blues guitar on a tiny stage, lamps turned low. Keep my face exactly as it is. A fedora, shirt sleeves rolled, a glass of whiskey on an amp, a few patrons at tables in shadow, warm amber and deep brown tones, eyes closed mid-bend of a note, 50mm lens. Vertical 9:16.

Dress me as a 1970s disco dancer, working from the attached photo, under a spinning mirrorball, in a flared satin jumpsuit or a sequin dress and platform shoes. Keep my face exactly as it is. A lit dance floor in checker colours, flecks of coloured light across the walls, one finger pointing up, big hair or an open collar, a magenta, gold and electric blue palette, a joyful grin, slight motion blur on the dancers behind. Vertical 9:16.

Use the attached photo to put me in a small café playing an acoustic set, perched on a stool with a guitar and a microphone. Keep my face unchanged. About twenty people at little tables listening, steaming cups, plants and exposed brick, warm pendant lights, a soft knit sweater, intimate and relaxed, shallow depth of field at 50mm. Vertical 9:16.

Make me part of a brass band, using the attached photo, on a French Quarter street, playing a trombone or trumpet among the other musicians. Keep my face exactly as it is. Pastel buildings with lacy iron balconies, bright shirts and hats, a crowd gathering with phones raised, a tuba glinting beside me, hot afternoon light, lively motion, 35mm. Vertical 9:16.

Lift me, from the attached photo, to centre stage of a giant stadium concert, a mic in hand, full lighting rigs and screens above and a huge crowd glowing with phone lights out to the back. Keep my face unchanged and recognisable. Stage sparks, beams of light crossing in haze, a sparkling stage outfit, arms wide, seen from the front-of-house with a long lens. Vertical 9:16.

Find me, from the attached photo, practising in a messy garage with a few friends, playing guitar beside a drum kit and amps. Keep my face exactly as it is, same features. Peeling band posters, cables on the floor, a tin of paint, a bare bulb overhead plus daylight from the open door, a ripped tee, youthful laughing energy, a slightly gritty film look. Vertical 9:16.

Picture me, from the attached photo, playing acoustic guitar beside a campfire at sunset, a few friends sitting close and listening, a lake and mountains behind. Keep my face exactly as it is. A flannel shirt, orange firelight on the face, pine trees dark against a pink sky, marshmallow sticks, a calm smile, warm natural colour, 50mm shallow focus. Vertical 9:16.

Picture me, from the attached photo, as a record lover in a retro living room, flipping a vinyl record beside a spinning turntable, one warm lamp on. Keep my face unchanged and recognisable. Wood-panelled walls, an orange sofa, shelves of album sleeves, a house plant, a cardigan, soft film grain and warm amber tones, a content half smile. 1970s snapshot feel. Vertical 9:16.