at the Star Of Bethnal Green.

Get Your Bass on, or can you get your Batty on? Infact, who the hell is the father? Find out tonight!

Now to many this is a double edged sword, the ‘Sirens’, i’m refering to, do not eminate from a white car with blue flashing lights, Oh no, I talking about the The Sirens.


For many thousends of years they have provide Seamen, with great heroic adventures of escape & death (mainly death), and once more I can reveal, that they are still out there, haunting souls with their song. It has been a tuff, in fact remarkable couple of days. I can bearly believe that I have live to tell the tale of meeting such Temptresses.


I was confronted by these beasts while scratching my way home, after a night of true adventure, just like Odyessys himself.





I heard this amazing sweet sound drifting along the pavement ( I was not in the Gutter, Contry to many versions of this tale!), and captivated I had to follow, until i rounded the corner, and Bosh, there were Peisinoe, Aglaope, and Thelxiepeia.


Their peircing eyes stopped me in my tracks, the vision of otherworldlyness, stunned evry sense in my body, and reduced me to my knees.


I could see that all around were in a zombie like state, and I fought, i felt my Soul being pulled from my body, i mean I’ve got soul, BUT I’m not a soilder!





As I reached for my phone, i grabbed this final shot, as you can see Thelxiepeia, is cleverly discuised as a fish belt! But to tell you what happend next, well I would if I could, but then it would sound too fishy. All i know is that i made it home yesterday, and have had no major sideaffects…………………………. YET!

Diamond Rodgers Lives to Tell Another Tale.
XXX

Sometimes, the obvious, is not so obvious.

M.x

Life of Mugabe On Wikkipidia.



Don Holland, your Editor-at-Large here at Diamond Rodgers, does not profess to be a member of parliament, a member of the Monster Looney Raving Party, a fan of William Pitt the Younger (son of William the elder, who was also Prime Minister), a voter, a man, a woman, a dog, a watcher of the West Wing, or anything that might just suggest some kind of expertise when it comes to the subject commonly know as POLITICS.

But.

With regard to Gordon Brown, his cabinet, the opposition party, Mrs Thatcher, Mary Whitehouse, Boris Johnson, Ken Livingstone, Jeffrey-bleeding-Archer, and all other things that incorporate the body of our blessed political system here in Blighty, well, crikey-and-hell folks, surely the way to deal with Zimbabwe is a mere matter of Common Sense.

Or, indeed, no CS.

Getting rid of Robert Mugabe and his Zanu party seems to be what to do. He’s not a very nice man. Neither are the people who work for him. Terrorism and high inflation do not a well balanced love child make.

So come on Gordo, get the heck out of Iraq and get the heck into Zimbabwe. It’s a darn shame — and frankly hilarious, for all the wrong reasons — that you’re fighting the wrong blooming war. Finding anyone who wants our brave chaps in Saddam’s Alma Mater is like waking up and discovering the Taj Mahal in your back-yard. It aint going to happen.

However, freeing a country from an 84-year-old bloke who could really use retirement would be a jolly good thing to consider. And, would suggest you know what you’re doing.

Right…?

Don Holland- Editor at Large.

So it was the usual sunday night, pottering round the house, pondering, on wether to go out (BAD) or stay in (Boring). It was with a great relief when Ali called, and said he was playing with his step - Dad, the ledgendry country singer Hank Wangford
& did I want to come along. Due to some mishap, with a farmyard machine, silage & a Chicken, he bust his wrist!! & Ali had to step in.



Its was all going very well, the gig was great, and I was going to get my coat, when Ali mentioned he was going to a Party, did i want to pop along with him.

Well, I did, and we ended up at a Karokee (Another One!) night at the recently opened Whiskey Mist Bar,under the Hilton.

At this point it still pains me to think of the rest of the evening, I’ve not had hangover like that for a while, not to mention the round of 4 glasses of wine costing £50!!!!! Oh and the question I keep getting ‘ What A-Levels did you do??’ Work That One Out!!

Morgan.

So while your all thinking about how to do your hair tonight, i’d like to give you a little reality check, come crashing down with me.
Many years ago, i met this chap called John D, in fact it was shooting the Alturnituve Miss World.
Alternative Miss World

There are many photographers out there, and many are insecure twats, who are no fun. I’m not going to go into it, but when you meet someone nice, you tend to stay in touch, as with John D.


So form AMW to Afghanistan, John D is now a full time war reporter. For his passion, just after the photo below was taken, he was blown to bits, but after many months, he was fixed up. He now is back out there, doing work for the Guardian. Totally fucking Mental, but someone has to do it.


John D’s Site (pic copyright John D Mc Hugh).

Now I wouldn’t normally blog this, but a recent piece called ‘Lost in Translation’, is a totally amazing piece of reporting. You must check it out!!!


Lost In Translation - When the US 173rd Airborne’s Charlie Company try to speak to a Pashtun elder, the gulf is so great even the interpreters have given up interpreting. John D McHugh reports, with Teresa Smith and Alex Rees.

by
Morgan O’Donovan.x

So yesterday morning, Morgan was commissioned by the British Fashion Council, to shoot the lastest recruit of NEWGEN’s. While he ran around struting his stuff, i quietly watched, sipping some very fine Champagne.


Click to See the offical winners.



It was with great pleasure that i bumped into the ever so delictable Hannah Marshall (above left) in a much more demure setting than the last time! Oh, and by the way boys, just to piss on your bonfire, she’s engaged!! Its was also great to see Erin, who told me of the fun packed evening she’d had at the Victor & Rolf Show At The Barbican, the night before.


So as the winners were announced, and Morgan, had to do his wedding photographer bit and take a group photo of all the kids. It was amusing to overhear him discussing the lighting with Diane Pernet.


Go To Diane’s Blog, and get a real Fashion Account!

That is obviously not Morgan talking to Diane, but Amechi Ihenacho from FLUX Magazine. The group shot was so crap i’m not going to bother showing you that!


I suppose I should tell you about the fashion Jazz, but there are much more intelligent writings out there, so, my Award for the NEWGEN angel, goes to…………………………………………


Go To Simone Shailes!

I could put all Morgans Pics of Simone up, but then that would be a bit much, and being one, quite reserved I won’t! But one final tit bit overheard, was Morgan, when asked to take a portrait of Meadham Kirchhoff, rather abruptly asking Harriet Quick, Exactly What Magazine Do you Work For? VOGUE, was the respone, I never seen him go so Quiet!

Go To Meadham Kirchhoff!

Love to You All,
Be Safe,
And Remember-
Diamond Is Forever!
XXX

So today, I would like to introduce you to one of the masters, of the Modern. Erno Goldfinger, Yes, Ian Flemming, originated his Character from this genius.


The Expression of A true modernist, is in the belief of form follows function, can be clearly seen in this great building. The interior is mimiced in the exterior, but at the same time romantic notions are scattered evrywhere.

The bridge to retreat to your castle, the balcony to view your world.

Ok Ok, so it didn’t quite work out like that, but then, I really believe that this is more down to management & location. These building types were imposed on people, who had no choice.

But the ideals, which are still classic architectural ideas ie sense of place, belonging, do work.

All i can say is go and visit the estate, look for yourself!

Morgan O’Donovan.x

Anyone seen these before?

Yesterday, I left London with Billa (My partner in crime) & Jodie Harsh, to go to Barcelona. To attend the Launch of Urban Junkies- Barcelona Branch.






And now I’m in Tynemouyh, North Shields, Newcastle, on a Stag Do.





There is so much to write on, like - Never try to leave Barcelona when there is a Taxi Strike!

You have to, at least once in your life, go to South Parade, Whitley Bay. There is nothing like it!

Below is the lovley Park Hotel, our Hotel, full of other stag parties -

Nasty Nasty.

But as everone in Drinking Beer and playing silly golf, i think I’m going to join them.

M.x

So between travelling the globe, and leaving me to do the shit, Diamond has cranked up another Classic. Well, lets not get carried away, its what he told me to say!


Put it this way, its POP, for the decerning listener, you don’t have to tell anyone you like, infact, don’t tell anyone. We have limited bandwidth, now that Diamond has gone and bought a 1976 Silver shadow 1. Do you think he’s going to let me drive it? Like Fcuk!






Before i forget, his mix is here, well below, click the tape.



Click tape to Hear.

So to be brutally honest, Celebs are not my thing. Are they that cool? Well in lots of respects YES, but when your on a job, and you have to take their picture, its a different matter.




I can’t stand it, it makes me feel like a muppet, and tonight was no different.





But it will up the hit rate for anyone who has the picture, which proves, what a load of Bollocks it all is.

I’m not Pissed, but then that would be unusual.

M O’D Loves Aggy!!!!!!

Ah, Disco BloodBath at the 512 club last Saturday…
Is that a pirate and his missus I see before me?



Diamonds Picture Set Here.


Andy Warhol’s 15 minutes is the eternal long goodbye-





Yes, that’s right Diamond Rodgers has just entered the building -





It were all occuring like, down the Kingsland Road. Diamond Rodgers & Marcus J Knight were waved through. The help — yours truly — got a concession, while some of the poor fuckers that had to queue, were refused entry by the beautiful Lady Leanne & Accomplice, whose tight arse (&arses) policy meant some had their bloodbath standing on the Kingsland Road, which I can’t imagine was a boon.

Dispite the heat, there was an excellent version of Love Comes Quickly by the Pet Shop Boys…

Don Holland (Editor@Large)

Diamonds Picture Set Here.




The preformance of Gelitins (or Gelatins) ‘Yes OK Ex’ are now up, plus also a little story on Dazed Digital.







This is one of their most Audacious Works (World Trade Centre) - Click to See



Dazed Story - Click to See

So if you wake up every morning, and question the tidiem, of your route, i would suggest diverting, and going under!


Click to check it out

Do you remember this little Beauty, if any hoover ipitimises the British 80’s it’s this Hoover, Not a Hoover. Everyone bangs on about the clothes, but come on, surley this is as Important.

There is of course, a nod to Jeff Koons here, but just rushing off to do a shoot, so’ll I’ll leave it up to you to check it out.


M O’D.x

Well we don’t all have the same ideas…

Click to View.

I would really like to remind you all of the amazing work Galen does……………………………….

Click to View.

Am I missing somthing here, please can someone tell me what it is?

Well well well, Flattery is so much better when its in print. My good friend the Imaginary Socialite sent me this article, written by my New York Fashionista; Faran Krentcil, in the Sunday New York Post.


I recently photographed the Feast Of Albion a glitzy event at the guildhall, london, organinsed by quintessentially.


I do find it tres amusing, as the hired help, to be quoted!



It’s all lies!