Afterhours Sleaze and Dignity
Afterhours Sleaze and Dignity
Around seventeen years ago I stumbled upon a semi-hidden world which only truly came alive well after midnight and which existed in the heart of London.

It was a place and time inhabited by characters who could have tumbled from films of their own making, a sideways glance at a reimagined indefinable past; a world of modern dav spivs, foot-high quiffs, lizard skin-lined cars, tooting saxophones, unlicensed speakeasies and sharp suits.

More than a decade later I began to revisit my old haunts, companions and music.

The Afterhours Sleaze and Dignity series of books was the result; in part a tribute to a world where I spent some of my youth and also a photographic soundtrack to the imaginary film it inspired and which has played behind my eyes ever since - an attempt to capture my own particular Soho of the mind.

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By Stephen Prince