Dealing with the RED Nightmares

I recently joined a forum on Facebook for music photographers called HTBARP (yep, that’s its real name!). It’s actually a really interesting place to browse. There’s photographers of all skill levels from all over the world shooting everything from the biggest stadium concerts with incredible light shows, to first timers shooting local bands in a…

Ed’s Vinyl Wormholes…

Over a post-lunch wander around the park a work colleague told me a tragic tale. Not only had he and his family moved house recently, but as if that wasn’t stressful enough, when they did move, the Wrong Box made it to the charity shop. That box contained a chunk of Ed’s CD collection including…

Frank Carter and the Rattlesnakes

Having not been down to Rough Trade for a little while, what with Christmas, New Year and all the mayhem of hectic a December to recover from, it was lovely to arrive early and catch up with all the news from everyone at the shop. Whilst everyone was relaxed and happy there was a low-level…

Filming with John Clay

We had a plan. Sunday was going to be simple and relaxed. A slow start to the day. Some leisurely packing. Then bimble our way across the city to pick up our train from King’s Cross up to Cambridge for a couple of days hanging out with academics and researchers learning some science. All very…

Lampy Speaks!

Lampy has been busy… Not only is she crafting the perfect rucksack portable small venue lighting rig, but she’s been sharing what she’s learnt by reviewing the kit she’s using on the Thomann website! Stairville PAR 16 GU10 (polished) – Great Little Lamps! (A.K.A: the Birdies!) These little lamps with the phillips led bulbs are…

Custard Thruster Vol.3

Lampy and I learnt a little from Custard Thruster Vol.1. Public transport routes and changes were carefully assessed and planned. Kit was selected, packed and loaded in to comfortable rucksacks and a repeat of a “Planes Trains and Automobiles” style mad dash (complete with hernia inducing suitcase!) across the city were avoided. Instead we arrived…