Only about three band photos exist of Hail! The Planes, none of which are very good. Nor do they feature our recent line-up additions. As such we’ve planned a photo shoot for Sunday at Cardiff Bay, where Fran is doing numerous performances as part of Sport Relief. It turns out we only have a half an hour timeslot in which to do the shoot, and our meeting point is a pub. It’s not looking hopeful.
This is how Josef foresees events developing (sent by email):
(26 minutes of chatting….)
David Muller: Shall we try that spot over by there butt or wha? It’s tidy mun.
Holly Muller: Maybe not, because your quadruple denim will clash with the faux-castle feature of the Waterguard dearest…
Faye (the photographer): Hmmmm….. I don’t think David Muller’s excessive denim will be suited to the shutter speed of the lens on this camera (or something technical about photography…)
Josef Prygodzicz: How come no-one else has got their lycra on?
Robbie (crazy time signatures) T: You can wear my cardigan if you want? I’ll give it to you as a present after the photo shoot.
Mark Foley (was right): Let’s just try it.
Fran (bum trumpets): I’ve only got 4 minutes left now… and Josef’s lycra is starting to offend me a bit.
David Muller: Hmmmm….. maybe we can use a Chillipeppers’ photo or something? They’re fkin wkd butt.
(2 mins 30 secs of more chatting…)
Fran (bum trumpets): I’ve got to go to play some bum trumpets now.
Holly Muller: Toodle pip.
Josef Prygodzicz: I’m going to the Waterguard for a Samuel Smiths Organic Wheat Beer.
Faye (the photographer): Jos!!! It’s only 12:30pm!
Mark Foley (was right): I’ll join you.
Rob (crazy time signatures) T: Here’s my awesome cardigan that I promised to give you earlier Josef.
Josef Prygodzicz: Thanks Rob – you’re ace!
That wouldn’t be such a disaster though, would it?