The inimitable King Khan.
The inimitable King Khan.
Marc and Yorick in our old dining room.
Bloodshot Bill, who’s a total fucking babe.
Me & my dad, no idea where, 1985.
When sassoon chopped all my hair off into some weird bob. I didn’t like it, and I still feel like I’m growing it out 2 YEARS LATER.
Bunny nose.
Love.
The kind of minimalism I achieved for all of 30 seconds in my life - old house.
Miniature dictionary. Or a primitive form of text speakz.
The look of terror of your first gig. Looking forward to being one of five now, as opposed to one of two.
Cats in elaborate hats.
Nice weekend.
