After unexpectedely postposting their last round of UK touring in December, the Counting Crows graced the boards of the Academy tonight instead of the planned Metro Radio Arena.
Never one to complain about photographing a band this large in a more intimate environment, I was quite the happy little bunny 
Things are getting pretty exciting, and the world is going to change a lot on 1st November 2009 for the mrs and me 
“Wind her up and watch her go, where she stops, nobody knows”
Quite appropriate lyrics for Pinks appearance at Newcastle Arena tonight - a sell out months in advance, theres little wonder why as Pink puts on probably the best stage show I’ve seen (bar ACDC), and covers every inch of the floor and catwalk in front of her!
“Mr Burrows - Its Sony Music here. We would like to invite you to be one of four photographers at the ACDC gig in Manchester tomorrow night. Would you be interested?”
Would I be interested? WOULD I BE INTERESTED?
Oh go on then 
I could give the old story about waiting for one bus and two turning up together, but that’d be a little bit too cliched wouldnt it
Its Gravity Switch time once again!
A quick run up the A1 tonight to see my good buddy and fellow photographer Brian James in one of his many bands, The Grace.
Wow Wow Wow! After starting the set playing to a near empty room at Red Festival, Misled Icons leave the stage at the end to a heros reception in a room now rammed full of believers.
One of the best punk bands in the North-East at the minute? You bet your arse they are!
Given the mystery and general randomness/erratic behaviour of Peter Dohertys last couple of years, I was wondering on the way to Newcastle whether or not we would even get a gig out of this evening. Considering that Mr Dohertys music floats on a completely different plane to my musical tastes, I was also unsure about the level of his following and how busy it might be.
I guess the queue around the block to get in soon put me in my place.
After several years of absence, a birthday party for a mutual friend finally brought the members of Gravity Switch back together for a highly anticipated re-union.
Well here I am again. Stood in front of a very large curtain, smoke seeping underneath, wondering what to expect. The trickles of Iowa descend from the speakers and the curtain rolls back to reveal Joey Jordison, three foot long finger nails illuminated by an eerie gold spotlight.
What in gods name comes after this???
