Friday, 23 September 2011

The N.W.R.A.

on our 'olidays this year, we went to Worksop, Bradford & Huddersfield...oi vey!

quickly, to north Nottz...


where the d.i.y. tatt's are in full swing...me - "are them needles new ones, mate" him - "nah, its alreet though, cos I boiled 'em" me - (yikes!)

"TRUCKS LOOSE, WOMEN TIGHT" - no regrets!



Ramsden reservoir, in glorious Huddersfield

where all styles of outdoor ware are adhered to...parkas, cosmic space waistcoats, etc

Tim Smit

Kieran - f/s tailslide

Rod - no-comply to the same

Bambi - bluntside 270 in, believe it or not...

Rees, Son of Rees - nozbluunt skid

glory-hole

discussing the possibilities of dying on the way down...

testing the theories

Kieran front-rawking on the edge

Son of Rees, amidst the cosmic undergrowth



ancient pagan riiites

magick charms

Kieran holds fast and dives in...somehow I managed to have two cameras with me, each with film in...that's almost as rare a thing as ollieing into this wall


Rees - geggs assisted f/s smith in the deep at Hebden Bridge

Cockney Mare - Slash & Burn

Bambi rasps a backside smith around the corner, as somewhere across town, a gang of rabid feminists deface Ted Hughes name from Sylvia Plath's gravestone

the simple life



Josh. You hit the road, and often, the road hits you back...The North Will Rise Again!

Bummer in the Summer

Some stuff what's happened during the glorious scummer of the year of our lord, 2011...

Zombie reflects on the yellow curb issue...

Beansnax entirely fails to avoid the issue at hand...


Sweet Nellington, hard at work



heed the signs...

Windas & Waylon



Benno works this seasons's look (homosexual hitler-youth fun boy) hard





everyone's a critic

'cept this dude...

and this guy (Phillipino got hitched)

we fount the temple of doom, somewhere in Somerset





Wolfescoatdale


Welcombe Mouth

Monday, 19 September 2011

Give 'em Enough Rope





the great rope swing disaster, 2011

Tuesday, 5 July 2011

Switch Off

Happy Farm


Dead in the Woods last ever gig at the glorious Stuckonaname Studios, Sneinton, Nottingham. Here, Andy can be seen yelling about Cosmic Space Crust, or some other such thing...

Zombie Stu, F/S Hollie straight over Jerry Vincent Price. Blimey!


La Familia Kolakovic

0800-Hot-Neil (and his aura)

so, this little kid who lives down our street asked me if I could fix up his skateboard for him...and here it is. Lo & behold, Bobby Puleo has a sweet new street model out...this picture also featuring a fleeting glimpse of Lemmy...

seen here in all her feline glory (Lemmy, not Sarah)

"look, just like what humans do..."

Lem's been through the wars, like...her inverse belly Mohawk bares witness...


when it's raining outside, get yer abandoned warehouse swagger on (and if yer Bernacki, an extra pair of clogs to boot)

'A' iz for Adzam

towering bean-plant to fakie is the sort of thing you used to read in Sidewalk Magazine, c. 1996...I've got no idea what the trick Adz is doing is called however...

the lesser spotted Sasquanch, kick-flipping to fakie on a spot even shitter than it looks...

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