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When the staff at adrenalin and Bogey knew that the ship was sinking, me and Phil were on a trip to South Africa to play golf. Whilst sat at a bar in a restaurant in Jo’burg we came up with the idea to publish our own magazine. With the musical content of adrenalin growing with every issue we thought that a music title was the next step. For me it was an obvious choice because a music mag would combine my two favourite things, designing magazines and music.
      We scribbled down content ideas that took advantage of our contacts on the back of our bill and put it aside with the other expenses that we would claim back on our return.
      When we got back to London our publishers gathered all the staff in our office and told us that they had put adrenalin up for sale, but hoped that we would continue working to put the next issue together (without pay) so that prospective buyers could see us as a going concern, but those that wanted to leave immediately could do so.
      Phil and me decided that we would stay on and use all the companies resources to put together our first issue of The Stool Pigeon music newspaper. We had wrestled with many names but it was my friend Sam Reid (dedbeat weekender) who came up with the moniker. The name and its meaning encapsulated our plan to use the newspaper to tell the whole truth about the music industry and not to kiss the asses of the record labels and acts pedalling their bullshit to the masses. 

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Herringfleet Mill

Back when I was a kid before I discovered punk rock, the family drove to this wonderful place a lot. I would chase grasshoppers and throw flea darts at my brother, dad birdwatched across the wetlands through his U-boat binoculars and mum would sit down and rest after carrying the picnic all the way from the car through the woods, over stiles and down to the riverside on her own. There was usually a whole roast chicken on a plate wrapped in tin foil and we all had our own plates and cutlery too.

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Snape Maltings

The fact that a world famous homosexual composer of opera came from my home town frequently gives me pleasure and optimism. Like The Borough’s Aldeburgh fisherman Peter Grimes, Benjamin Britten also sought solace from all the wagging tongues and pointed fingers.
In 1966 he found it just up the river Alde at Snape in a disused maltings complex that within a year he had expensively converted into a purpose-built concert hall in which he and his lover, singer Peter Peers, could hang out in privacy whilst rehearsing, developing and performing new works. The hugely popular Aldeburgh festival has been held here since its completion in 1967.

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