• Text  Dean Mayo Davies
  • Photography  Harry Carr
  • 20th June 2013

The darker side of pop

Jonathan Saunders took over the basement of the film museum, filling the walls with Vinist (if that’s not in the vernacular yet, it is now) flashing graphic projections.

Models lined up in front of a red plastic curtain, which shot on smartphone with flash immediately put the neat tailoring into either Roxy Music or Kraftwerk teuton terrority (depending if you’re BlackBerry or iPhone, natch).

There was a pleasingly pervy feeling achieved by the following trilogy: (1) light shining off wet-look fabric (2) collars and raincoats done up to the top and (3) sunglasses to glare out from behind.

The clothes speak for themselves, as always. Beyond writer-prescribed pop mood, they tell us no one orchestrates colour harmony like this great Scot.