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Right side, Hell

Hell's Gate Noosa national park Alexandria Bay

Hell-Riders 'Wall of Death' team @ Tatton Park...Manchester.

Hells Angels Differdange - 22.9.2012

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Artista: Hell

Evento: Summer Breeze Open Air Festival

Fotografo: Emanuela Giurano

Data: 18 agosto 2011

Città: Dinkelsbuhl (D)

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This signal is the exit towards the start of Meråkerbanen (The Meråker line). The main exit signal shows a stop signal while the dwarf signal and the shunting signal in the back shows that the station is cleared for local switching of points and shunting.

Hells Gate, Fraser River, BC Canada

Hell, Hammer Open Air festival, Lieto, Finland 20.7.2013

 

Shot with Canon 5D mk2 + Canon 70-200 f4L lens.

Welcome to my hell.

Hells Gate is an abrupt narrowing of British Columbia's Fraser River, located immediately downstream of Boston Bar in the southern Fraser Canyon. The towering rock walls of the Fraser River plunge toward each other forcing the waters through a passage only 35 metres (115 ft) wide.

Queen Street West, Toronto

 

"'Run Like Hell' is a song on the Pink Floyd album The Wall. It is preceded by 'In the Flesh' and is followed by 'Waiting for the Worms'. The song is from the point of view of anti-hero Pink during a hallucination, in which he becomes a fascist dictator and turns a concert audience into an angry mob. He sends the mob out to raid nearby neighborhoods that are full of minorities.

 

The music was written by David Gilmour (one of the three songs on The Wall for which Gilmour wrote music), while the lyrics were by Roger Waters alone. On the record, Waters provided the vocals (except for 'Run, Run', in which Gilmour is lead singer). The song features the only keyboard solo on The Wall (although on live performances, 'Young Lust' and 'Another Brick in the Wall, Part II' would also feature keyboard solos); after the last line of lyrics, a synthesizer apparently takes over Waters' singing. Also in the song are the sound of the mob's maniacal laughter, running footsteps, car tires skidding and a loud scream.

 

This song was originally much longer, however it had to be cut because of the time limitations on the original vinyl record format. Although the lyrics 'You better run like hell' appear several times in the liner notes, they are never actually heard in the song. Near the end, the same piercing shriek (made by Waters) can be heard, almost identical to that heard during 'The Happiest Days of Our Lives' when seguing into 'Another Brick in the Wall, Part II'.

 

The track is also notable, as it is the only time the band would dabble in the disco genre, which was very popular in the late '70's." en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Run_Like_Hell

惹火性感的女孩要小心,也许她来自地狱~

Be careful of the girl who looks so sexy, maybe she comes from hell~

Artista: Hell

Evento: Summer Breeze Open Air Festival

Fotografo: Emanuela Giurano

Data: 18 agosto 2011

Città: Dinkelsbuhl (D)

www.metalitalia.com

Today, I showed my apartment to a friend who may sublet my place for several months so I can escape this metropoli-hell. I have lived on this corner of Manhattan for almost five years. That is the longest I have lived anywhere since leaving my parents' home fifteen years ago.

 

The restaurant that has been my safety and my family is closing at the end of the month. I first started working there almost eight years ago. In the nine years that I have lived in New York, I have left dozens of times for periods ranging from several weeks to almost a year. Part of surviving in Manhattan is learning when to leave and when to come back.

 

Each time I return to the city, no matter how long I have been gone, I could come back with the relief of knowing that I would have a great job waiting for me. Beyond that, I had the security of knowing I could walk through the plastic curtain of Restaurant Florent and find the same fabulous group of people working. People who look forward to my return. People who love and know me better than most of my blood relatives. That will not be true anymore.

 

Part of me is sad, but mostly I am relieved to watch a period of my life begin to end. I am through.

 

Every day lately, I walk out my door and look up at the same brick buildings, inhale the same dirty concrete fumes and sigh. Disappointed that it is all still here. Or, perhaps, that I am still here.

 

I watched a good friend graduate from the United States Military Academy this weekend and become an officer of the Army. He has two months of freedom before beginning five years of service to our country.

 

Watching him and his friends going through all of the pomp and circumstance, knowing that most of them face a reality of risky unfamiliarity, I could only imagine their ambivalence about proceeding. I have tremendous respect for my young friend.

 

I recalled my own college graduation and that feeling of unease as one part of my life came to a close and the future was still hopelessly unclear and unformed. I can't pretend to understand the trepidation he must have for his future for although I am still unsure of my purpose, I have the security of knowing that my destiny almost certainly does not include the possibility of going to war.

 

I have lived dangerously in other far more foolish ways and I feel that it may be time to toe the edge of what is possible again, though I am sad to see what I had disappear.

 

Like most people, during times of great change, I am nagged by doubts, but ultimately, I know that true happiness is something that has to be actively cultivated. It doesn't happen standing in place waiting.

 

Once, after a bad breakup, I tried desperately to cling to the shattered remnants of our connection because as much as I wanted it to be over, I didn't want to lose all the good things I had gained knowing him.

 

A good friend commented to me, "You are like a butterfly trying to be a caterpillar."

 

It is a metaphor I return to whenever I find myself having a hard time letting go of the past. Because as uncomfortable as change can be, there is nothing worse than the pain of trying to be someone that you simply cannot be anymore.

The number of unattached/unpainted bits is dwindling.

An unexpected fire show on my way home - a straw stack chatched fire in this freezing cold. Jumped out of the car with my trusted Leica of course...

Way back in June 1986, Nohab diesel 3624 passes Hell on a freight working.

 

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Hell played in Paris on April 6th of 2012

Le Bataclan venue.

Hell live at Islington Academy, London in May 2012. More: www.jukeboxmetal.com/2012/hell-islington-academy-london-2...

- www.kevin-palmer.com - Hell Canyon is a scenic 6 mile hike located next to Jewel Cave in the Black Hills.

An update of my Doom Marine fig, making him more darker, and equipped with a BFG 9000.

An unexpected fire show on my way home - a straw stack chatched fire in this freezing cold. Jumped out of the car with my trusted Leica of course...

On Avenue A and 7th Street on November 16, 2008

Just an old bathroom at Sam's place :-)

 

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Ken fox Wall of Death, Great Dorset Steam fair 2013

 

Roll Up Roll Up for the greatest show on earth

Lake Metroparks in Ohio

Hokkaido's very own hell valley. Despite the cold weather, steam and boiling water still emerge out of the small crevices. This place is filled with the smell of sulphur, the further you walk, the worse it gets.

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