Bone Muncher

The last time I watched a Lammergeier I was parked alongside a dry river bed, the river had washed away the road bridge in the wet season. We were having an al fresco breakfast on the road back North from Yabelo, Ethiopia. Breakfast consisted of sweet bread rolls, fresh pineapple and mini bananas and was the the best breakfast I had during my 2003 trip. The Lammergeier flew direct over head and was about thirty feet above me. Huge, immense and unforgettable. Fast forward 17 years and the next sighting. Yorkshire, yeah really, Yorkshire. A Juvenile that had previously been…

Evolution of an image

In July last 2017, I attended the Summertime Festival at Pyramid Parr Hall, Warrington. The aim was for a friend and I to watch Joanne Shaw Tylor, however there were four bands performing that night, the aforementioned JST, Bad Touch, Stevie Nimmo Trio and Xander & The Peace Pirates. I tried to get a photo pass but failed so took my compact Canon G5X. A great little camera that really performs well but is no match for the bigger sister and my favourite, the 1DX. Anyway as the camera does not have a detachable lens, it was deemed safe to…

Are all Bass Players Deranged?

The bass player used to be the statue the back of the stage, hardly moving and just supplying the constant thrum to compliment the drum beats. Meanwhile upfront and centre was the exuberant guitarist, strutting his stuff, writhing around the stage in bouts of ecstasy whilst alternatively teasing and thrashing his instrument. However these days the bass players have sharpened their elbows and thrusting themselves to the front, no more hiding near the drum kit, the inner animal has been released. Some of the bass men that I’ve photographed over the last couple of years have been as entertaining as…