Weird shit was happening to the moon a few days ago, and when that happens it’s important to be ritualistic.

New Zealand was the best place in the whole world to see the total lunar eclipse, and anything could happen.

Would the internet crash and leave everyone stranded without social media?.

I had planned to strip off, cover myself in Marmite, and dance naked in a traditional pagan ritual.

But It was as cold as fuck outside, so I left my down jacket on and just took some photos.

What did it really look like people ask – you know, before you fucked around with your photos and made them all trippy?

OK, it looked like this – very dark, the moon sort of missing altogether, but night photography is not my thing anyway…

So I came inside to warm up and listen to Echo and the Bunnymen.