Please help the wonderful Miss Jenny Hardcore in the NME photo awards by voting for her pictures.
She has five photographs entered in the competition including the tarred and feathered shot of yours truly.
Last week she had three photos all in the top 10, one of which was in first place. Please help give it one last push by voting before the competition ends.
Thanks so much.
Tom
xXx
Ps Dan, if you’re reading this, I got your email about the tattoo. Sorry its taken me so long to reply, I’ll be in touch soon.
I’ve just added a few new pics from the recent photoshoot to various areas of the website. Here’s one that everyone loved, but we weren’t sure about using as a “press” or a promo shot.
We might have appeared a bit quiet recently, but as ever much is going on behind the scenes. Not all of it’s “band” stuff, but everyone’s gloriously up to their neck in it one way or another.
Right now, on this Wednesday evening in early June, Mr Crook is writing, researching old movie posters and (in his own words) “dicking around”. Clayton’s drinking in a pub on Oxford Street.
The brothers Langridge are incommunicado… batteries fully charged, but diverting to voicemail. And I’m sitting at my desk, full of Indian takeaway and beer, spinning the story and weaving the web.
Mr Crook played a couple of solo sets at Rochester’s Sweeps Festival on Friday and Saturday night. Here are two songs that you’re going to hear more of over the next few months.
World’s End:
Devil’s Son:
Various photographers were in attendance. This is what’s been posted to Flickr so far (will automatically update with anything new):
(You can view the full-screen version of the slideshow here.)
The first time I’ve seen a British seaside in fucking years, and so began a haphazard Crooked Family trip down to the south coast, armed with loose ideas, a few bottles of wine and our battered guitars. The plan was, film a video for World’s End. Seeing as resident anarchist and Medway bred filmmaker Dave Wise had offered his services behind the lens, away we went. The usual chaos come creative blagging ensued, near drowning on my part and armed guards less than happy with our presence, all making this chilly yet sunny April day well worth the trip.
All hail Dungeness for she is a bitter dream, where nothingness grows like wild fire and all alive dies like a desperate death . . . . pure joy for the lost and lonely spirits of our godforsaken world. And on that note, here’s a fine selection of photographs taken by Hg, merry moments stolen during our inglorious day down at the World’s End, aka Dungeness, enjoy . . . . x
(For the larger version of the slideshow, click here.)
A few photos from last Friday, our last day in the studio.
For some reason every photo was a close up of our hungover and weathered heads. I’m not sure what was going on with our camera phones that day… so not much of an insight really. Sorry. However, there was one massively gay group shot… who would have thought that only eight hours before we were all rolling around on the floor having a band fight.
Anyway,
We’ve now finished recording and mixing the Album! It’s a whole lot different from the EP’s we’ve released this year. I want you all to hear it now!
a much delayed but no less valued peek at the events of this summer just gone including recording at ranscombe studios, gig at the barfly, a dash of breaking and entering and some good old fashioned chaos.
hope it brings a smile to some lips x
[sorry to subscribers who got a couple of dud e-mails about this post yesterday, slight technical hitch, all fixed now]
