Well the spookiest time of year has been and gone. Facebook is already awash with drunk zombies, flashing vampires and pirates um..pillaging? I thought I might as well upload some of our house party.

We were going to go to torture garden again, until we looked at the prices. £35 a ticket for non-members! Now I know that’s not a massive price for a holiday club ticket, but if you’re a couple (which we are) and you spend £80ish on a costume each, plus a fair few drinks once you’re inside, it quickly becomes around the same price as a weekend away, obviously just with less BDSM. Well, depending where you go for your weekend away

I should point out I was pretty drunk when taking these, and didn’t actually take the one with me in (surprise, surprise) but still, here’s us at halloween. I was meant to be the crow, I’ve just not got the wig on here!

The extra’s to this set can be found on facebook in a few minutes.

Happy Halloween!

I did a photoshoot recently where we played around with some strange poses and body shapes in the dark. Fuck it, I have nothing interesting to say right now. Just look at the damn photos.

and for something a bit bigger, I put together a collage of those images. I’ve got this at some stupidly high resolution, so might make a full size print of it for exhibition at some point. Not sure. Click the image for a detailed version.

Oh, and one more for an older photoshoot that just fits:

What do you get if you mix Janis Joplin, Courtney Love and a healthy amount of the crazies required to be a blues musician? Probably something like Laura. I’ve known Laura for a number of years and I’m really pleased to see her musical career taking off. She’s supporting Skunk Anansie soon, so be sure to go check her out.

In the mean time, just enjoy the photos we’ve created for the upcoming album.

As I said in my last post – it’s time we went back to torture garden, especially since it’s at a new venue this month. So with that in mind I thought I’d upload a few photos from randomnights out (and in) to get people in the party mood!

There’s a story behind every one of these, but that’s something for another time. So instead, here’s a photo of the worst haircut I’ve ever had.