As far as I recall, a fortnightly magazine which, showing up in 1995 or so, would have been the first attempt at a ‘proper’ magazine in Scotland since the much-missed TLN and Cut from the early 90s.
I was never entirely sure who was bankrolling the mag, though it did draw in some decent advertising – I suspected that someone had connections in the brewing or club industry – and it did also see a few writers start their careers there – most notably Andrew Eaton (now Arts Editor at The Scotsman) as well as Martin Bate (better known perhaps as Xfm Scotland’s ‘Rock DJ’ (ho ho).
I did a bunch of live and CD reviews for them, as well as a series of 12 profiles of US indie labels.
I was just lining up a similar series on Scottish labels when the whole thing collapsed (the new editor Gill Mills – who readers of this parish will remember from Radio One with Vic Galloway – had the unfortunate distinction of overseeing only a couple of issues before the bailiffs arrived).
How amazeballs! RICKY BOLLOX here, man. Yea – and you forgot to mention that some twerp called Johnny Vegas wrote a column sponsored by Bell’s (ding-dong,man)opposite MY Bollox Bounces Back brill stuff. Vegas Schmegas. Pah! Whoo he??? Anyway, Barney, sorry Stuart Mcgroo, very nice of you to find this, dear fellow scribbler personage! Wonder what happened to Man.Dir. Lyn McKnickers? Anyway, Mr Mcgroo, nice to hear from you and I hope your socks don’t stick when you throw them at the wall. Big respect. Love, Ricky xxxxxx
aha, should have mentioned Johnny Vegas, and indeed Ricky Bollox, who did better than anyone else I mentioned (well, Johnny did, cant speak for you Ricky but am guessing you are working under another name now, possibly John Terry or Kate Middleton).
I believe Lyn McNick’s also operating in disguise, and doing very nicely, though the costume looks a bit hot. No, not ‘hot’, that would be weird…
Wow… you actually left out quite a bit Stuart. ACtually, Gill tried to stage a coo with her other editor and the publishers – who also published the magazine… crap – the one the homeless sell for a pound…. when Gill and her editor friend didn’t like their answer, Gill and co. took all the computers and did a midnight flit. and those CD reviews… those were for me. remember? hmm….
verrrrry iiinteresting… I left that out simply because I didn’t ow the details – I think one day the CDs stopped showing up, or the office was gone, or something. I’m not actually sure who’s who on the thread, I’m pretty sure who you are, but there were 2 or 3 people at the mag (i.e. editor, reviews ed, the more admin person who got the stuff to the writers) so the reviews were for everyone. And for the kids, of course!
Anyway, a lot of that is probably libelous, so in fact I have never met anyone mentioned above.
Well, bugger me! No don’t. Ricky here. So what happened to everybastard? Well, we all know about Vegan, PAH! wrote opposite me in Piggywig, then goes on to become a huge rich famous fat personage! Every time I see him, I have to open a bottle of JD and cry. Here I am in a crumbling Manor house in Essex, sharing with members of the SCREAMING TURNIPS! They stink. Singer Mick Bastard sings all the time. I’m going deaf, man. I’m attempting to try and write again. God help us all. And I’m not fucking Pippa Middleton, or Peppa Pig. Amen and I hope the dogs don’t piss on your rhubarb. xx Sorry to Auntie for using her email addy.