With the Koko piss pit being overpopulated with rival photographers (some of whom looked about twelve and were trying to work out camera settings thirty-seconds before the gig), I thought I had been sent on a mission impossible.
However, we did manage to grab a few semi focused snaps of Toseland after a few neatly placed elbows to the ribs sent the competition crying to their mummies.
Initially I thought Tom Cruise was doing a bit of moonlighting (Bruce Willis stylee) when I saw the band’s frontman stroking his little organ (it was dark in there). But it was just double world superbike champion James Toseland having a wee tinkle.
Toseland actually rocked it from start to finish and whipped up a storm for Reef who promptly went on to finish the job. Mission accomplished.
All photos by Carl Byron Batson. Not to be reproduced without prior permission.