This year marks ten years since I started taking pictures in the Cathouse, which is a pretty long time to be stumbling around drunkenly with a camera, however you look at it. The past few years I haven’t been in as often, but it’s still one of my favourite places to go out in Glasgow. Exploring new things is great, but sometimes you just need somewhere familiar.
Anyway, I’ve been out of action for a month or so, as my trusty Canon 5Ds finally bit the dust completely. I’m pretty surprised they’ve lasted this long, as they’ve been thrown off walls and downstairs, doused in countless drinks, and had various bits superglued back together over the years. They are practically indestructible, and have hobbled along valiantly, but they have given up the ghost.
As something of a testament to just how great the 5d was (and is), they still command a decent price on the second hand market, so getting another one wasn’t an insignificant purchase. Anyway, get one I did… and it was rather nice to have a fully working, shiny camera… complete with a battery grip. Here’s some shots from the night: