I went
back to kickstart the other day, to find a friendly man surveying
the building to be
knocked down. He let me inside to take a few photos. Its strange
that this space still holds our discarded stuff, and energy.
I felt weird wandering around a place that seemed so dead, and
yet was so alive with energy, activity and spirit when it was
running. Its depressing to know it will be knocked down. On the
plus side we are coming back, so fuck you etc.
Deserted
inside
Again
the front room looking out into the street
fuck
the queen, up the queens!
Dirty
stairway
Upstairs
- Was used for gigs and painting bits and bobs
