Friends, Fun and Fortunes..

Tucked away in amongst the dazzling lights and indistinguishable sounds of the arcades and amusements which over power all the senses, there sits an un-assuming pub, with a few picnic tables outside it, this pub, that seems to lack a voice and a presence over the vibrant and gaudy establishments that are littered along the strip comes alive and in to its own from time to time, but not with the sound of arcade games, or the metallic woosh of a win on the 2p machines.

It comes into its own as a platform, a venue, a stage for local bands to scream, shout, sing and to shred, but most of all, to be heard.

Friday was no exception, local act 'Fortunes' had been there all evening waiting for their time, then at 10.30 it came...

Its been a long time coming thats for sure, and since meeting with Rob and Jon nearly 2 months ago i've been itching to photograph the up and coming local band, with a date booked well in advance the suspense has been increasing. 

(Even my cameras been pining to shoot some live music, so of course i had to oblige it and shoot this momentous occasion.)

Although it's been a while since my last gig, its been even longer since i returned to Southend-on-Sea's 'Chinnerys', the venue is as important to Southend as its Pier, High-Street, Unusual inhabitants and stretch of beach all put together.

And here is why.

Boys, Birds, Beers, Burgers and Fire...

A late post, with a fairly extensive gap since the last. For which I apologise.
It has been busy of late with editing, shooting, designing, filming, and a whole host of other creative tasks.

This post however has somewhat of a contrast to this hectic schedule and strict regime.

On the night of the 21st may a call was made, this call was to 'tan man' others may know him as Mr Rob Woodford, and the premise of the call? It was to ascertain the details of a sweet little shindig to take place on a stretch of a river cutting through our beautiful S.E. Essex landscape.

The details were arranged, bevvies were packed and along with some food and my camera me and jamie made the trip into the deepest darkest depths of canewdon. (with the help of keeley, Thank you)

The beautiful setting couldn't have had a better atmosphere, with some old faces and some new ones for good measure it was great to catch up and relax around an open fire on a warm and peaceful summers evening.

As more and more alcohol was consumed and the darkness crept in, everyone was getting ready for the climax of the evening, a celebration, but not just any celebration. A Birthday, the birthday of 'tucker', soon to be 22 upon the stroke of midnight.
With this age in mind Tom spoke out of a prophecy, one that could change the course of the universe and cause ripples within the space time continuum... (or just make for a good photo, the previous sounds a little bit more exciting though, i'm sure you'd agree)

Prophecy? Prophecy you say, i speak of a planetary alignment, when Tom, Rob, Al, and Will, become a timeline of ages. 20, 21, 22, 23, and when this takes place, a huge bottle of Rum must be consumed.

The rest im sure remains in the attendees minds, thoughts and memories.

For those who couldn't make it. Heres some photos to gander at.

Enjoys the post and enjoy the sun wherever  it may rear its big, beautiful, round face.