Memory is such a shitty thing sometimes. I think this photo was taken in Luna Park, Melbourne, Australia but it could also have been taken at Coney Island, New York?!? How is it possible to have two wonky memories that exist exactly at the same time? Either way, when these photographs first emerged I was so embarrassed that I was wearing a big puffy bright orange anorak while the rest of the band were wearing black and looking cool. I really remember feeling a deep burn of shame. It’s just perplexing what I wasted my time worrying about back then. Just so fucking crazy. Pic courtesy of Steve Double for Vox Magazine.