Book now: Vintage at Southbank
As I have no trouble admitting, I don’t do festivals. Omnipresent mud, stinky toilets, itchy hair, overpriced veggie burgers, endless queues – all for the price of a week in Ibiza? No thanks. One person I know returned from Glastonbury with piles and a faceful of cold sores. How delightful. But Wayne Hemingway’s Vintage Festival promises to be a different sort of festival altogether; it’s in London for a start and on concrete. Continue reading
Library Corner: Too Darn Soulful
I’m in the thick of having a major clearout (I just chucked out ten years of Teen Vogues) so quite why I’m browsing new books I can’t tell you. But I just stumbled upon this little gem on sex, drugs and Northern Soul …
Paul Simonon looks hot in hats
The New York Times has a feature on Borsalino hats, specifically the ones sported by Hasidic Jews. As D never tires of telling me, Borsalino is a brand, not a style but, whatever, I’m a fan. Continue reading
Fiorucci Made Me Hardcore and other Northern Soul news

Artist Mark Leckey’s ‘Fiorucci Made Me Hardcore’ film, a mash-up of 70s, 80s and 90s disco and clubbing footage was created in 1999 and caused quite a stir. Its technique of splicing Northern Soul dancers with 80s casuals and 90s ravers, speeded up and on repeat is a compelling observation piece on the culture of clubbing and dancing. Continue reading
Smash Hits: blast from the past
When Brian McCloskey visited his parents in Ireland the year before last, he boxed up his decades-old collection of Smash Hits magazines and shipped it back to California without having much of a plan in mind. Then he decided to scan every issue, upload onto a blog Continue reading
London fashion week AW11: Burberry Prorsum

There were mixed mutterings pre-Burberry. Some say Burberry needs to switch things up, (“the shows are too long and repetitive”), while others insist Christopher Bailey is a genius. I was looking forward to as much of the marketing hoopla as the collection. Continue reading






























