Not much news really since the last Blog exactly 6 months ago; apart from nearly dying in a stormy Ryanair flight, getting divorced, losing a band member, enduring scary experiences in the middle of the night, and getting a few beauty augmentations.
“Don’t you stick your finger up to me or I’ll break every fuckin finger in your body”, said the taxi driver outside the wedding registry office, last week. This blog is about a potentially dangerous return to professional photography and it also describes different situations, mostly on tour with different bands, where my photography, directly or indirectly, has upset people.
This is about the messages or calls you receive from bands, singer-songwriters and artists that make you hopeful about an opportunity to play music with them. It includes an old story about the closest I got to taking the Aslan drumming throne!
This is a description of a special day in the studio with the brilliant maverick song writing duo Doctor Millar and award winning film maker Nick Kelly, A.K.A. Dogs. They are just back from a UK tour whereby they cycled from gig to gig! One of the great things about recording music is the rich and varied conversations that drift in and out.
...“that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous corporate gigs, or to take arms against a sea of weddings, and by opposing end them?” Shakespeare (mostly).
The band Kíla just wobbled off the boat after a madcap 3 day Easter tour of England.