Reminiscing, I browse through Leeds Festival photos taken by James Brown. Hidden amongst a load of generic drunken horribleness are the following absolute gems. James B dressed as a robot for some reason; yours, quadrospazzed on a lifeglug, while Drew and Benbow look on oblivious; Catalyst rubbing his nipples (apparently, much to my pleasure); and - most spectacularly - a terrified Chris Kelly being attacked by Harrison's bosom while James M, the celeb that he is, simply poses for the camera. The less said about any of them, the better.
Monday, 26 November 2007
Spazzed Photography Crash Course
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