Loitered Lens : Avatar

Ahh, the sweet (albeit musty) smell of exhumation!

News comes in that amateur activist/archaeologists in Spain are coming ever closer to finding the disappeared remains of poet Federico Garcia Lorca.

Closer to home, Avatar display the spoils of their own hobbyist delvings, in this case from the Napoleonic period. We make that a Royal Fuseliers frockcoat backed by Hussar light cavalry officer pelisse jackets.

Avatar, bringing their album Hail the Apocalypse (‘a fresh wind in a conservative metal swamp, it stands for something unique, something unexpected and something that’s been missing in the scene for the last decade’) to the O2, Islington, on November 27th.

And not a blue face among them….

All photos by Carl Byron Batson. Not to be reproduced without express prior permission.

Carl Byron Batson

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Photographer, published poet, former party animal, body builder, grave robber
to the stars and renowned chainsaw juggler, Carl can often be spotted on his
Harley Davidson pretending to be in Terminator 2. He is also frequently seen in
the press pits of old London town, camera in hand, avoiding being hit by bottles
of wee and crippling his opposition with secret Kung Fu moves.

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