During my mercifully brief career as a rock photographer, I had the dubious honour of photographing a host of late 80s/early 90s bands and solo artists for an Austrian pop magazine
These included the chirpy scouser Sonia, the posh boys from Curiosity Killed The Cat, the miserably pompous what’s-his-face from the Fine Young Cannibals and a four pack of rock nightmares in the shape of Skid Row, Vixen, Europe and Bon Jovi at Milton Keynes Bowl (see: My Rock Hell).
I can’t say I enjoyed any of the experiences, except one: the Beautiful South, who I snapped while they were shooting a video. They turned out to be a very affable bunch who went out their way to make my miserable job slightly fun – and they bought me dinner and beer too!
The photos aren’t great – these have been copied from some ropey slides – but I’ll raise my glass to the band as they were a lovely bunch of folks.
Outside the pub having a beer with the band.
Funnily enough, I struck up an email conversation with singer Paul Heaton a month or so ago as I tried to persuade him to play the fabulous Offline Club in Brixton. I failed, sadly.
In terms of pro gear, my set up was rather limited at the time, with my main camera being a trusty used Olympus OM2n and a handful of budget/secondhand lens.
I’ve still got it somewhere, come to think of it. It was a lovely SLR (*goes all nostalgic for propah metal cameras that lasted decades).