The frames below hold real shots from the photographers we trust — and from you, the night you decide to point a camera at someone you love.
I came alone, I left with seven people I'm now in a band with.
The first time I heard shoegaze on a real PA in Lagos. I cried, then I danced, then I cried again.
It is the only night I do not check the time.
No filters that lie, no AI re-touches, no faces of people who didn't agree. Beyond that — send everything. We will credit you on the wall and in the next zine.