He also wanted to see each shot on the back of the camera so we ended up in a kind of creative stale-mate. One, two, three, show Lou the picture, hmmm he doesn’t seem to like it much but won’t move or do anything, oh well, one, two, three, one, two, thee. After a few painfully long minutes doing this I think he must have sensed my stressful state or just realised it was worth making an effort to get a decent picture, so he changed into his stage gear for that nights performance, and adopted a bit of rock star attitude. One, two, three, click. I had the picture and once he’d seen it, I was suddenly in the company of a surprisingly friendly Lou Reed who wanted to talk cameras and agreed to have his picture taken with me while adopting what he called a RUN DMC pose. (This is now framed and proudly on show in my downstairs toilet).