I’m in a bar full of young, young people, it’s late at night, everyone has been (and still is) drinking heavily and the first of three bands has just started playing. I’m here for the night because I am driving the bands around this evening.

I’m sitting here completely sober, surrounded and ignored.

Oh for fuck sake.


Since I became aware of it, I’ve thought that it is impossible to form a realistic opinion of someone from a photo. Published photos are carefully selected and capture a single thing. If one were to watch video footage of that same session one would have a wholly divergent view of the same person. So with this in mind I’m sadly surrounded by failed models. People who’d look great in the right still but who move ugly. What’s worse is that I think I’m one of them.