Did a shoot with the new band on Saturday, here's a little preview of the results and a link to the myspace where you can check out some of the tunes.
Photographs by Tom Pratt and Max Parsons.
Styling by Alice Eva.
http://www.myspace.com/entrepreneursmusic
We're going to be gigging in the new year, keep your peepers peeled.
Monday, 14 December 2009
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
Just a Taxidermy Loving Vegetarian
As a sort of, kind of, most of the time, more often than not, doesn't eat fish or red meat, chicken the odd time, used to be full time, vegetarian, I am not the biggest fan of meat it's true. For most people, not being a fan of animal flesh usually indicates that they would prefer life still coursing through the muscular network of the animal but for me, not so much. I like animals, especially my own King Charles Spaniel 'Charlie' (I know what you're thinking, but I was fourteen and it was the obvious option), but to be honest, I do find it hard to connect animals with mortality in terms of morality, i.e. I never feel a sense of their personality and purpose despite some peoples affections for them. The reason I originally became a vegetarian is because I didn't like the taste and texture of meat (that and a hit and run incident involving my car and an unfortunate moggy which wracked me with guilt). I still prefer vegetarian cuisine to the carnivorous diet and presume that I always will, unless the thought of stoking up the grill for a chunk of muscle becomes more appealing. I think not.
From my nickname and title of this blog it is a fair assumption that our grizzly counterparts are one of my favourites and the animals with which they usually share their natural habitat are top of my list (namely stag, elk, wolf and other members of the bear's Scandinavian family). When visiting my friend Steph in Stockholm, she took me to a Swedish theme park complete with Nordic zoo. Regular zoo's I'm not a fan of, anyone who knows me will know I am not a fan of the exotic. Thai beach?...no thanks, Barren countryside and weather to whip your soul?...yes please. So needless to say, staring at creatures who dwell in the exotic lands are not for me but mountain dwelling, hibernating, folically abundant ones most certainly are.
lovely picture of me as a glee filled tourist next to a cut out bear (plethora of albino Swedish children just out of shot)
I gave this one a hug.
As exciting as the observation and companionship they provide some people with is, animals for me, have an appeal through various other medium. This may be rather morbid and a tad controversial to some but I just can't help but love the lifeless aesthetic of certain animals. I am currently on the hunt (if you'll excuse the pun) for a real fur coat and a stags head to hang in my room. I have no problem with either of these products. Perhaps because I'm a vegetarian I feel that I can use another outlet to deposit my animal cull tokens accumulated during my lifetime. Having just moved house, my room is feeling more Jay Jopling 'White Cube' pre exhibition than Tracey Emin 'My Bed' right now (just for the record, even typing Emin's name makes me nauseous). Alas, as much as my funding has stretched to a stags head mug from 'Habitat', I am not sure it will go as far as the real thing. Therefore, I have settled for a cardboard substitute. It's a gorgeous piece of focal point puzzlery (I have to piece the laser cuts parts together myself) and perhaps I'll hold off on the stags head until I become master of the rifle and resign myself to chaps and a Barbour in a middle aged quest to cull my own.
Reality
Wish List
From my nickname and title of this blog it is a fair assumption that our grizzly counterparts are one of my favourites and the animals with which they usually share their natural habitat are top of my list (namely stag, elk, wolf and other members of the bear's Scandinavian family). When visiting my friend Steph in Stockholm, she took me to a Swedish theme park complete with Nordic zoo. Regular zoo's I'm not a fan of, anyone who knows me will know I am not a fan of the exotic. Thai beach?...no thanks, Barren countryside and weather to whip your soul?...yes please. So needless to say, staring at creatures who dwell in the exotic lands are not for me but mountain dwelling, hibernating, folically abundant ones most certainly are.
lovely picture of me as a glee filled tourist next to a cut out bear (plethora of albino Swedish children just out of shot)
I gave this one a hug.
As exciting as the observation and companionship they provide some people with is, animals for me, have an appeal through various other medium. This may be rather morbid and a tad controversial to some but I just can't help but love the lifeless aesthetic of certain animals. I am currently on the hunt (if you'll excuse the pun) for a real fur coat and a stags head to hang in my room. I have no problem with either of these products. Perhaps because I'm a vegetarian I feel that I can use another outlet to deposit my animal cull tokens accumulated during my lifetime. Having just moved house, my room is feeling more Jay Jopling 'White Cube' pre exhibition than Tracey Emin 'My Bed' right now (just for the record, even typing Emin's name makes me nauseous). Alas, as much as my funding has stretched to a stags head mug from 'Habitat', I am not sure it will go as far as the real thing. Therefore, I have settled for a cardboard substitute. It's a gorgeous piece of focal point puzzlery (I have to piece the laser cuts parts together myself) and perhaps I'll hold off on the stags head until I become master of the rifle and resign myself to chaps and a Barbour in a middle aged quest to cull my own.
Reality
Wish List
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