A photographer friend has a favourite expression to describe those we’ve met on our latest twirl on rock’n’roll’s carousel of fools. “C.I.Gs.” The “LGs” stands for “…In Groups.” The “C”, a plural noun, you can probably work out yourself. It doesn’t follow that everyone in a “G” is necessarily a “C”, but, as a rule of thumb, forewarned is forearmed. That way, at best you’ll be pleasantly surprised and meet The View (nicest dudes you could ask to drink you under the tourbus table). At worst, all preconceptions will be confirmed as you find yourself gallivanting the breadth of the Northern hemisphere on the trail of Scandinavian bantz-phobes Sigur Rós.
Q’s brief seemed simple enough. I would “shadow” the band for six weeks as they put the finishing touches to their…
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Q (Digital) - 1 Issue, September 2020