Laughing, pointing, a dancing faun stood
Presaging, no doubt, disaster
To all who trespassed in his wood
We trod the path in youthful gladness
Led by Love and happy chance
Giddy with youth and summer madness
Caught in the whirl of Love’s mad dance.
Paul Verlaine, ‘Le faune’
‘Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio‘. Joy Division, ‘Transmission’.
Bez. Caning it at the O2, Brixton.
Photos by Nick Henderson (firstname.lastname@example.org)