After endless months of forward-planning gigs, working out how long it’d take to get to Euston and if that meant the hour-long slow train instead of the half-hour usual one (even after leaving after three songs !) obviously I was going to go to a gig the day after getting back from The Great Escape. Especially when it’s this lot. I had zero intention of taking any photos, but when you’re guaranteed the chance to catch a jump shot it’s impossible to resist…

Yes, I was on the wrong side. Yes, I had the wrong lens on. But yes, I hadn’t intended on even taking any, so…

Almost as excitingly (I can’t underestimate how giddy I was when I got home, completely sober) it took less than an hour to get back south from Camden. I’ve never lived on an actual tube line before, just mainline trains and the overground. So far, it’s wild.

17th May 2019