Journal / one of the dangers/joys of the internet…

one of the dangers/joys of the internet is that people re-surface from your past and send you pictures of yourself back when you had hair.

in the interest of furthering my ‘humiliate myself in public’ project here are some pictures from when the cure were kings and echo and the bunnymen had yet to break up and any self-respecting new waver lived the dream of excessive sensitivity, doc marten’s, cuffed jeans, and bad french symbolist poetry read in shitty coffee shops/bars/methadone clinics.

moby