|Frank Mills, Toronto, Dec. 15, 1988|
NINE MONTHS AFTER I DID MY LAST SHOOT FOR NERVE MAGAZINE, I found myself on assignment for my old Nerve editor Nancy, now working for something called Music Scene, shooting Frank Mills.
Frank Mills for twenty dancing Christs sake, of "Music Box Dancer" fame.
In his Bill Cosby, '80s dad sweater and everything.
And an entirely dull as fuck portrait it was, too.
When the year had begun, I was shooting Lydia Lunch and Henry Rollins. Clearly this whole freelance photography thing was going to be a whole lot less fun than I expected.