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No Cure For Classic Rock  –  March 2018

It’s not often that you get diagnosed with cancer and it is quite absolutely alarming. It is also by equal degrees frightening, frustrating, disorientating, debilitating, alienating and completely all-consuming. Suddenly and without warning nothing else seems to matter. Nothing, that is, except for the unconditional love and support shown by a few close friends who will forever remain in our hearts. So happy New Year to me and boo-fucking-hoo…

Luckily cancer offers you the opportunity to lie in a hospital bed and ponder the evil intricacies of this fragile universe. Life indeed is unfair because I have a tumour the size of a small planet and the other guy hasn’t. Bastard. How does that other guy sleep at night? Why do the gods favour him and not me? What’s so special about that guy anyway? Can we swap places? I’ve learnt a lot about myself during this uncomfortable and undignified ordeal. I’ve learnt that I fucking love intravenous pain killers. I’ve learnt that you can smoke on the balcony in Greek hospitals. I’ve learnt that cancer need not be an awkward conversational car crash. But the most important thing I’ve learnt is that Led Zeppelin are never going to reform.

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About Shark Infested Waters Photography

glamour photography rhodesSharkinfestedwaters is an award-winning photographic team from London now based in Greece. We specialise in alt-glamour and punk erotica.

We like photographs of horses, railroads, land, judgement day, family, hard times, whiskey, courtship, marriage, adultery, murder, war, prison, rambling, damnation, salvation, death, pride, humour, vengeance, hope, rowdiness, heartache and love. And gasolene. And god. It’s a Johnny Cash thing.

Sharkinfestedwaters moved from the UK to Rhodes in 2008. In our London studios we set fire to the queen of Heavy Metal and fell through space in a polka-dot dress. We photographed punk rock catfights and the first Dice Baby. Because we could. Because it’s fun. We’ve run barefoot through Hackney and stopped the traffic in Piccadilly Circus to win the awards which still make us smile. We’ve turned hookers and goths into angels and moths. We’ve photographed naked punk chix and public tabloid spankings. We’ve laughed with hungover prom queens and bubblegum dommes, asphyxiated slave-things and spray-painted dolls. They are our friends and lovers and extended family because we’d rather photograph the people that we love than those who have never wished us well.

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