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Jack has an office! Yep! We are now firmly located on Curtain Road. If anyone wants to pop in for tea and cakes or Absinthe or even to meet our office Fox Mr Bling (who is already earning himself quite a fan base) let us know. As Jack is most definitely gearing up for the festive season (we have already eaten wayyy too many mince pies) we bring you perfect Christmas underwear, ways to fritter away your money, new galleries that are thankfully free and plenty of Christmas Cheer. We are currently feeling so Christmassy that we are discussing how to roast chestnuts on the woodburner that is situated conveniently outside our office. As our office has already had its fair share of parties - with not one, but three people spending the night on our sofa; we at Jack aim to go to every Christmas party we possibly can this year. What the hell? Its all a slippery slope of mulled wine, mince pieces ,santa hats and in our specific case Carrot cake (thank you Zoe) vodka and Rebull . We say - bring it on. Are we joining the gym in the New year, giving up drinking and any other vices that may accumulate of the festive period ? Hell no. See you in 09 Jack.


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// ISSUE 18 . NOVEMBER . 2008 \\ ABOUT Who’s Jack is an online and printed magazine that combines music, art, fashion, film, events, pubs, clubs and restaurants, along with a few abstract articles and bits of comment that we feel bare relevance to our current day to day living in this brilliant Capital - London


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~ FEATURES / REGULARS P5&7. Caspa and Rusko P13. Ben Rayner : Little Buddie book launch P14. Emerging trends : the gentleman’s club P19. Jack Loves : Oly Innes P24. Northern Monkey Boozeness : Fucked up Festivities P28. Fashion : Merry Christmas P38. Pick of the Month P42. Diary of Arthur Cadaver Prt 2 P45. Oh come all ye unfaithful P46. Christmas present ideas for annoying boys ( yes we know its tough - that’s why we are helping ) P50. Runners to Riches : The Comediens : Idiots of Ants P56. Watches! we’re loving them - especially the plastic variety. P58. Art Manifesto P59. Mutate Britain P64. Its a rich mans world : Adam spends as much as he can in 24 hours. Credit crunch? What? P68. K is for Culture - Kounter Culture review P72. Jack Eats : Fakhreldine

Caspa & Rusko

BREAKTHROUGH MUSIC .......................................... DUBSTEP EXPLAINED With its routes in UK garage, Dubstep has been gaining momentum in the London music scene this year and is set for even bigger things in 2009. Jack grabbed a moment with Caspa & Rusko, leading figures in the dubstep movement, to find out exactly what dubstep is all about.

tronic music. People are always looking for Please explain to us what dub step is? Dub step means a lot of different things something new and dub step is the newest thing to really impact on a global scale. to Is London the heart of the dubstep scene in the UK? Yes definitely. It started here because of the amazing mix of culture we have. But there are also very strong focal points in places such as Leeds, Bristol and Nottingham, but London has by far the strongest Does it cross over in to drum and bass and scene. reggae heavily? Yes, dubstep, like drum n bass has been You released as part of Fabric Live series directly influenced by dub and reggae in 2007. Is this what brought attention to and it connects to the same people and dubstep? crowds. It is great that we get to play on It certainly put it on the map in a different the same stage as Shy FX and Grooverider way. A lot of industry magazines covered one day and then Rodigan or Lee Scratch the CD and we felt it helped us reach people outside the usual underground music Perry the next! scenes. It also helped expose some more Why has it become such a popular genre commercial things like the Adele / Mark Ronson remixes and Radio 1 mixes we recently? The UK has always led the way in elec- did. // 7

a lot of different people, to us it means lots of bass at around the 140bpm mark, but we wouldn’t say we make dub step. We just make hype party music at that speed. Dubstep, bassline, electro - its all just party music.

Is it true you release all your music on vinyl rather then CD or MP3? Well we do release everything digitally but in terms of playing out and in clubs you cannot beat the sound quality of vinyl. One of you is classically trained. How has this influenced your sound? I think it has really helped us with all aspects of our music, knowing which synth note fits with which bass note etc allows you to bring a different take to the sound, rather than a basic channel approach. It means you can have a lot more fun with the music and concentrate more on production techniques. You both run labels, produce and DJ – how do you juggle all this? It’s a lot of hard work! We’ve been flying all over the place lately and producing for other people and it does knacker you out. But the thrill and excitement of the job far outweighs being tired! What do you predict, sound and artist wise, will breakthrough in 2009?

I think the sound is in a very interesting phase at the moment - anything goes! Alot of the kids are coming through who know this shit like the back of their hands. I think we are going to see a serious step up across all music genres. Dubstep is definitely worth keeping an eye on! Who’s Jack are giving two lucky readers the chance to win a pair of tickets to see Caspa & Rusko at the Deviate Xmas Bash taking place at the Scala on Friday 19 December. For full event details and line up visit For a chance to win send in correct answer to the following question by midnight on Sunday 14 December 2008; At which London venue is the Deviate Xmas Bash taking place this year? Answers to // 9

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Ben Rayner launches his book - Little Buddy this week (4.12.08 at Behind the Shutters gallery, Shoreditch). The book contains a collection of images of all hundreds of different dogs from all over the place. We grabbed him for a very quick chat. You have an impressive client list – who has been the best to work for and with? I like all of them and i work with some amazing stylists and other people. I love all my clients!

 Photoblogs? What are your thoughts?

 I love them, i check many regularly like powebastard, dana goldstein, and many more. I love blogs.

 Most personal work from photograhers is very different to their commercial – why do you think there is that distinction –away from examples like ad campaigns and shoots that are very specific.

 Their personal work is a photographer expressing themselves and doing something they love/find really fun and you are really free to do whatever you want to do.

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With such a massive ‘people’ photography culture at the moment what made you want to photograph dogs?

 Dogs are like people, they have personalities, I spend the rest of my time photographing people so why not dogs? Ruff!

 I want a pug and I want to call it Doug - Do you have a dog? No but i want a jack russell or a beagle, I have a cat though, shes called Cow Cat. 

 How long did it take to collect all the images and then to cut them down and decide who made it to the final cut?
 Probably about 2 years roughly, they are from all over the world. Probably about 5 % of what I shot is in the book. What do you think are the benefits of releasing work in book form? It’s a physical thing you can hold. that’s way better than any internet thing.


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two similarly aged friends marched up to a tavern in Swiss Cottage, fake ID’s still warm from lamination, anticipating our first pint in a real pub. Despite knowing smirks from the bar staff we savoured each sip, looked around and felt like true gentleman. Remarking that this is something we would be doing for the rest of our lives, we pictured ourselves, glass in hand, in the most luxurious of surroundings talking business and swapping tales like lords of the manor. In hindsight this timeless scene of sophistication was marred by only one thing, namely the iridescent glow of the Wetherspoon’s sign hanging above our heads. Skip forward ten years and the scene has changed. The discerning young man is no longer content with such palaces of chrome and vomit, with the new millennium has come a new aesthetic of refined gentrification. Gone are the spit and sawdust dive bars with a thousand gastro pubs in their place, instead of the working class tenacity of pop stars like the Gallagher’s we have the sophisticated decadence of Byronic songwriter Pete Doherty. There is even talk of the eternal hellhole of Archway station being renamed the more well-heeled ‘South Highgate Station’. After the brashness of the nineties with Hirst’s formaldehyde shark and Emin’s slag-tent being the pinnacle of cultural achievement, its time for, well, a bit of bloody decorum. Even hip-hop is cleaning up its act. Gone are the uncouth lyrics of N.W.A, the technicolor raps from De La Soul and the bitches and bling of Fifty Cent. In comes Neyo, upper lip at its stiffest, heralding ‘The Year of the Gentleman’. Quite.

The re-emergence of the dapper young gentleman has gone hand in hand with the return to prevalence of that bastion of urban refinement; the gentleman’s club. These members clubs were once a place of quiet retreat where men of class and stature would discuss affairs of great importance, meetings of great minds where many a cigar would be smoked and many a moustache would be stroked. Its present incarnation, however, has just one glaring difference; the admittance of the most irrational and hysterical of creatures, the woman. Otherwise, members only clubs such as Soho House have recaptured the aristocratic grandeur of venues that would have been frequented by Pepys and Johnson, albeit with a more female friendly door policy. Originally situated in the London’s West End the gentleman’s clubs were a refuge from the Hogartian nightmare of gin palaces brimming with thieving cockney urchins. Similarly the gentlemen’s club acted as a safe haven from the threat of creditors as the clubs famously fastidious membership policies prevented anyone who worked for a living from actually setting foot inside, handy for keeping out one’s tailor. Club membership usually depended on acceptance from the candidates peers, and showed to the world that a new member was, according to Buck’s of Mayfair’s club secretary, “A good egg”. As lexicographer Samuel Johnson, a staunch advocate of these strongholds of decency, earlier observed, “A man is good for nothing if he is not clubbable”. Indeed to those not accepted into these select groups the clubs would have appeared strange and mysterious, their facades at once imposing and unknowable, whilst hinting at an interior grandeur and luxury available to only the elite of British society. Inside the scenery would vary from place to place, from the winding staircases and vaulted ceilings of Brook’s (est. 1764) to the faded charm // 15

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of Buck’s, with the one common element being an aesthetic and atmosphere of sophistication. The clientele of each club would also depend entirely on the establishment. Renowned dandies such as Beau Brummel would often congregate in the more hedonistic venues causing mayhem with less than noble behaviour, engendering a spirit of camaraderie through the adoption of mildly amusing nicknames such as Sir Talkative Dolittle and Sir Nicholas Ninny Sip-all. Meanwhile clubs at the other end of the spectrum were the habitat of the old, whiskey-faced veterans of the Empire interested more in afternoon tea and a quick nap underneath a copy of The Times. While gentlemen’s clubs may seem incredibly archaic to most, a time capsule of a forgotten, almost caricatured Britain, there have been many that have survived right from their inception as ‘chocolate houses’ centuries ago. White’s, for example, has stood in the same place on Pall Mall since 1693 resolute in its refusal to succumb to modernity. Recently there has been a revival of interest in such members clubs, and interestingly, not to mention somewhat surprisingly, there has also been a resurgence in the values and aesthetics that are typically thought to have died out in the aftermath of the Second World War. Gustav Temple is the editor of the magazine for the self respecting modern gentleman, The Chap. Taking a, “Wry look at the modern world through the steamed-up monocle of a more refined age, occasionally getting its sock suspenders into a twist at the unspeakable vulgarity of the twenty-first century”,The Chap is a modern manual that valiantly defends, and attempts to instil, in its reader age old values of gallantry and decorum. Gustav believes

that the values expounded by The Chap are inimitably valuable to a modern Britain, suggesting that; “Genuinely embracing courtesy, etiquette and showing respect and charm towards others would add a lot of value to any society. Those qualities seem to function better in times of economic and social privation. Perhaps the current economic climate will bring out our better natures, as we will be forced put up with less exuberant lifestyles.” Certainly the aesthetic of ‘the chap’ has entered into elements of mainstream society. Gustav states that there are numerous celebrities that radiate the ‘chap’ look through a sea of chav-ness listing; Stephen Fry, Hugh Grant, Chris Eubank, Pete Doherty, Dita Von Teese and Sebastian Horsley as clear examples. He is however sceptical about how far the look permeates into the actual behaviour of many who are attracted by the trend. Compared to the overtly brash nineties Gustav does not necessarily see a lot of change despite the smartening of appearance. He believes; “A sense of refinement and gentility has become fashionable. Whether those qualities go any further than wearing three-piece suits, drinking cocktails and dancing the Charleston is another matter. “Each culture tries to dress itself up differently than the previous decade, to make the

Whether or not the values of refinement and gentility have seeped in through the tweed jackets is debatable, but certainly the style of the traditional gentleman has been augmented into society spurred on by the revival of members club. Whilst Gustav is slightly dismissive of the new breed of members club claiming, “They are not as cosy quiet or convivial” as the most traditional establishments, with, “More cocaine being taken than cocoa”, London’s members clubs have been playing an increasing roll in high-end entertainment over the past decade. And perhaps Gustav is right, this new breed of members club are not mere revivals of the old-style clubs. Soho House, with branches across London and New Yew York, is aimed more towards the modern businessman. With understated, even minimalist, décor members club of this ilk offer a contemporary feel to the suaveness of the traditional club while still maintaining the atmosphere of sophistication. However, Soho House also attracts various celebrities such as Arctic Monkeys’

Alex Turner, which has lent it a certain amount of hipness. Even to look further down the chain of nightlife it could be argued that the revival of the members club has had a knock on effect on other types of establishment. It is clear that the two most talked about and fashionable watering holes over the past five years have undoubtedly been Punk in Soho and Camden’s The Hawley Arms, both at the high-end of nightclubs and pubs respectively and so similar to Soho House in that sense. Yet many, of course, would argue that this sophistication has come at the cost of real excitement. A place like Soho House can often be found to be dull, rigidly aloof and densely populated by pompous, middle-aged media types; a new generation of Sir Talkative Dolittle’s armed with Blackberry’s and wireless laptops. Nick Valentine, former proprietor of the renowned Cuckoo Club, however seeks to combat the solemnity of contemporary members clubs with his new venture, Molton House. The new club, opening in mid-November is more akin to the dens of hedonism and debauchery that would have been frequented by a Brummel or Byron. “We want to move away from the stuffiness of the traditional style club as, essentially, going to a members club should be about having fun. There should always be a certain amount of escapism and we want to offer an experience almost similar to theatre, a spectacle. But at the same time we are a high end club so there is a sense of refinement in what we offer.” // 17

individual feel as if they are doing something new. As far I can tell, underneath the vogue for nice clothes, people are exactly the same as they were in the 90s – selfish, vulgar, brash and obsessed with the new.”

What is most interesting about Molton House is how it engenders a mix of exclusivity and mystique without becoming too untouchably aristocratic. This is primarily done through a membership committee that shows how those at the top of the social food chain have changed from the hereditary, financial elite of old to a new cultural elite, not based on class. To look at the panel in charge of choosing potential members is to see a list of the most eminent artists, musicians and designers of recent times; Carl Barat, Jemma Kidd, Guy Chambers and Paul Cook of the Sex Pistols are just some of the names alongside Sir Charles Spencer-Churchill. This sort of post-modern implosion of high and low culture could potentially be seen as a random selection of people, Nick Valentine remarking, “I like to mix it up a bit. Our youngest committee member is an eighteen year old party girl with her own underwear range, while we also have our oldest committee member at 67”. However, Valentine contests that it is more a case of social alchemy, as he is consciously creating the right environment for an enjoyable experience.

“All the best parties, right from when you were young, are when you have a good mix of people. What I want is to have an environment where one minute you could be talking to an artist and rock musician, and the next you could be speaking to a designer or aristocrat.” It seems that Molton House does fit into the evolution of the British gentlemen’s club, however far removed certain elements are from the stoicism of the original cocoa houses of the seventeenth century. It is perhaps a sign of how the aesthetic of sophistication has reached through the echelons of society, through music and fashion, that the next generation of members club is not aimed totally towards one specific group of people, but to anyone who wants to experience an atmosphere of decadence. So for the time being it looks like we have entered an age where dive bars are a no go, and you are certainly not getting in here with those Reebok classics young man. But if this all seems a bit too much for you there’s always good ol’ Wetherspoon’s for those of us in search of simpler pleasures mine’s a Stella.

Jack top picks of London members clubs WEST Molton House 43 South Molton Street, W1K 5RS Soho House 40 Greek Street, W1D 4EB Electric House 191 Portobello Road, W11 2ED The Cobden Club 170 Kensal Road, W10 5BN EAST Shoreditch House Ebor Street, E1 6AW Shed 17-20 Ironmonger Lane, EC2V 8EP Eight 1 Change Alley, EC3V NORTH The Ivory Club 828 High Road, London N12 9RA SOUTH FIFTY 50 St James’s Street, SW1A 1JT Dex Club 467 Brixton Road, SW9 8HH Bluebird Club 350 King’s Road, SW3 5UU www.Bluebird-Restaurant. com // 19

Oly is our Superman! Oly was introduced to Jack through Miss Gibbins and we have loved his work ever since. Still at Uni Oly has a style that we love and we are keeping our fingers crossed that he will come and work with jack once he is finished his studies! In short we loved these shots so much we decided to put a good few pages in photography Oly Innes ( / Makeup Lola Weller Stylist Victoria Gibbins / Models: Blonde: Grace Hampson, Brunnet: Jodie Holly Gasson Location: Liquid Lounge (Worthing) // 21 // 23

Do the years just keep flying by as you get old or have I just been pissed for the last 12 months? Maybe a bit of both, who knows, but I am once again looking forward to the silly season. I mean, what can honestly be that bad in a month where you receive a shit load of presents, everyone seems to be nice, you can get plastered and snog loads of strangers. Plus there’s a whole two week period away from work for you to forget the moment you began to strip in front of your gaffer and photograph your arse. In fact, who actually has an office party in the office except the advertising industry who try to re-live the glorious 70’s before they were bald and married with kids? I’m no humbug and don’t get me wrong, I’m fully looking forward to the festive season, but already by the 1st December I bet you have found yourself arguing full flow with the other half about who’s house you will be spending Christmas at and the infamous New Years Eve. Which for the record is always the worst, most expensive night of the year! Just get the lads round, and do as Sir Tom Cruise did………Risky Business! Now that would be a New Years and a half!









Winter Berry Caipirinha Ingredients: 50ml Sagatiba Pura Cachaça Two lime wedges (Quarter of a lime) Four Raspberries Two Blackberries Four Blueberries Pinch of Allspice 5ml Sugar syrup Method: Muddle limes, berries with sugar syrup in a Boston glass Add Ice and Sagatiba Pura Shake vigourously Empty entire contents into Rocks/Old Fashioned glass Inverno (Served hot) Ingredients: 35ml Sagatiba Pura Cachaça 70ml Blackberry & Apple juice Dash cinnamon 2 cloves ‘Finger’ of fresh ginger 1 Teaspoon of honey Method: Pour all ingredients into a saucepan and heat on a low heat, stirring occasionally. Do not allow mixture to come to the boil.

Pour into an Irish Coffee glass and garnish with a cinnamon stick. Warm your cockles. Christmas Swizzle Ingredients: 50ml El D 5YO, 5ml cinnamon syrup, barspoon honey, 4 orange wedges, top with ginger beer Method: muddle orange with syrup & honey, then build & swizzle with crushed ice in a highball. Ganrnisg with an orange twist. Rum & Raisin Alexander Ingredients: 50ml El D 5YO, 5ml cinnamon syrup, barspoon honey, 4 orange wedges, top with ginger beer Method: shake & double strain into a pre chilled Martini Glass. Hot Buttered Rum Ingredients: 50ml El Dorado 5yo, 1 knob of butter, 2 spoons honey, freshly grated nutmeg, hot water Method: shake & double strain into a pre chilled Martini Glass. Garnish with cinnamon stick & lemon slice studded with cloves. Let’s all hope you have a fantastic New Year with plenty of smiles and hugs on the way. Happy New Year from the Northern Monkey! Keep the mischief to a maximum and drink responsibly (I certainly will not!). Smelly Christmas and a Happy New Year xxx // 25

Let’s hope you all have plenty of fun and all the best for the new year, and keep an eye out for Jack’s very own Santa, propping up a bar near you! Marco is his real name and he’s taken over from Santa because last new year he actually drank Santa under the bar. Literally. Hence a year of alcohol poisoning for Santa, and Marco feeding the reindeers JD rather than milk! Will the kids even get their presents this year? Anyway aside from all that santa Marco spotting you may want to enjoy a tipple or two from the comfort of your own home, so here are a few delicious master pieces to whet your lips and get you pissed the Christmas way:


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I have nothing to put in this little column so I have decided to use it to tell you all about our brilliant Blog (if you don’t know already) - www. - take a peak. There are loads of ‘behind the scenes’ and ‘right in the middle of the scene’ footage for you to have a look at. We are also adding in here all the great - or bizarre things we get through on our jack-mail. All the bits we can’t fit into an issue in time - its like a running Jack commentary for when you get withdrawal symptoms in between each issue! A month is a long time. We know. We know. Soon this blog will turn into ‘Jack TV’ so why not know about it first. Comment too. Don’t be shy!

MERRY CHRISTMAS Jack got into the Christmas spirit early last month. What better Christmas present than boys in boa’s and girls in smalls? We suggest you pull one of these outfits out of your stocking for your eligible (or maybe not so eligible ) other this Christmas. Or simply throw a Festive underwear party - that’s what I ll be dong this year. LOF photography : James Parsons photographers assistant : Tonie Sands styling : Louise Orcheston-Findlay make up : Jay Turnbull ( The Pinxie ) provisions : Adam and Firgas // 29 // 31 // 33


CREDITS Marco wears Santa hat from Sainsburies £4.99 Feather Boa from Favela Shop, Hoxton Street £15.00 Waistcoat £14.99 Hennes Red fake D&G underpants £5.00 Camden Market Jeans & Socks Models own Paloma wears Blue boobtube American Apparel £12.99 Black lace top £12.99 Hennes Suspender belts and stockings stylists own Joanna wears Yellow Bra La Senza £25.00 silk robe £25.00 Bhs Black Leggings £14.99 American Apparel Emma wears Fake fur coat £65.00 Bhs Corset £35.00 from Favela Shop, Shoreditch tights £9.99 American Apparel Amy Studt Wears Dress £19.99 Hennes Shoes Terry De Haviland Tights stylists own Laura wears Black Bra La Senza £25.00 White lace cami Urban OUtfitters £15.00 Hotpants American Apparel £15.00 Star hold ups stylists own // 37

The Mofo has his first exhibition this Thursday (4.12.08) at Behind the Shutters along with Ben Rayner and Jibbering Art. Thursday is the private view but the show can be seen from Friday through till Sunday 7.12.08. We suggest you go.

JACK’S PICK OF THE MONTH Yuletide has once again cometh upon us, dear readers. And, without further ado, we wish all Jackers a very Merry Christmas from everyone at Jack Headquarters. And what a year it’s been for us here – our very own Festival; Shoreditch Shuffle, Pearl Lowe declaring her love for all things Jack, Alice in Wonderland Easter madness and a riot of boys and girls in skinny jeans rapping at our doors for a cup of tea and a chinwag. 2009? Well, onwards and upwards lovely friends. Resolutions? Errr, none. Except for maybe to have MORE FUN. Rest assured, we’ll have a smorgasbord of big things dished up for you in the New Year. Love, peace and snuggles. Have a good one.

We leave you with an alphabetical journey through the joys and merriments of this special time bestowed upon on. A – Anything and everything goes. Fact. B – Booze. A. Lot. Of. It. And the best bit, boozing without feeling guilty cos everyone’s doing it. Jack will be drinking Camitz Sparkling Vodka!

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C – Crap Presents. Crap Christmas TV. Crap days spent Christmas shopping and, of course, crap gifts in Christmas Crackers. This year, try making your own. Novelty keyring anyone? You know you need one.

D – Decorations! Glitter, Sparkles, Tinsel, Baubles! GO CRAZY! E – Expanding waistlines. This year, do what we do and sit down to Christmas dinner in track suit bottoms – who needs buttons and zippers when you can eat to your hearts content with minimal discomfort.

G- January Gym memberships. Bore Off. No one’s coming out from under their covers let alone leaving their houses in January. We’re broke – no one cares they make Michelle Mcmanamus look anorexic, now back off and take your dumbbells with you. H – Hangovers. Hangovers and more Hangovers.

Vanessa Wozniak / LOF I – Iceland. Because you know every chav mum goes to Iceland for her turkey twizzlers. Credit Crunch? Naaah, you’re just proper tack.

J – Joy. Joy. Joy! No less than 3 public holidays in the space of a week and a whole lot of fun squeezed in between… K – Kisses under the mistletoe. L – Lovings and cuddles. Christmas just seems to do that to you for some reason. M- Muppets Christmas Carol. A festive staple that needs to become compulsory public viewing. The world would truly be a better place. Tiny Tim the cripple frog? Gets us every time…

N – Nanna getting drunk and having to be taking upstairs after she starts ranting and swearing. // 39

F – Family. And if you’re missing us over the Festive Period, here’s a little reminder of what your Jack family look like

O – Office Christmas Party. Enough said. P – Pregnancy. Christmas just seems to do that to people. Ever wondered why so many of your mates were born exactly nine month later in September Q – Don’t be silly, nothing starts with Q. R – Reindeer jumpers. You know somewhere down the line you’ll get one and they’ll always be that one person that manages to pull wearing one off.

S – Santa. There comes a moment in eveyone’s lives when you catch your parents putting the presents under the tree. An why is all the wrapping the same? Those were dark days. T – Twat bosses that make you go in to work in the in – between Christmas and New Year days. No one cares and no ones going to do any work. Just leave us alone.

U- Unrealistic resolutions. No, you’ll spark up that cigarette and have a drink a week later. Standard. VVery naught people get coal for Christmas. Ha ha. W – Winter festival? What? Big hate to people that think the word Christmas may offend. X – Errr, Xmas? Otherwise there’s Xylophone and Xenophobia and X – Ray. Y – Your mum. Buy her something nice and expensive and you’re guaranteed a ‘useful’ , ‘educational’ present in return. Z - Zzzzz. Stuff yourself stupid. Obliterate yourself with mulled wine and fall asleep watching Eastenders Christmas special. Priceless.

Stella Dore Launched its brand new, beautifully finished gallery last week which, very soon after opening its doors was packed to the rafters with Hoxton Elite, Artists, ‘inthe-know’ bands and a few familiar faces!

A massive well done to Steph for keeping a very cool head throughout and getting it all done so damn quickly! We wish we had before and after pictures for you! Seriously. It was amazing the speed at which the gallery went from cold-concrete-space to warm, perfectly painted and comfortable art space!

What we want in our stockings this year (if it will fit) are these amazing speakers from Bowers and Wilkins - amazing sound for a reasonably small set of very stylist speakers - Ripe for bachelor pads and girly boudoirs alike! // 41

The New Stella Dore Gallery on Rivington Street is now open to the public Tuesday - Sunday and has a host of shows lined up from February onwards. We hope to see you there!

The diary of Arthur Cadaver

Chapter 2 - Christmas Lights I pull the screwdriver out of Bernard’s skull and let the warmth of his final thoughts warm my chilled nose. I ponder Christmas and what I should get my parents. I thought about coca-cola adverts and dreamed of London covered in a blanket of snow on Christmas day. How wonderful would that be? A Dickensian Christmas for one and all. I wrapped the wire round the cunts neck and tightened it until I heard a crack and the head hit the deck, rolling across my shoes. That reminds me I need to get that case of Champagne. I hear the sirens of law enforcement whine down Hornsey Road and I am thankful that Holloway always keeps them busy, especially on match days. I dump the remains into the boot of the car and head for home with food for the pigs. They will eat anything; its been tried and tested! I drive back with the window open and bite the cold air and growl like a dog. For some reason this makes me laugh until I glance at my face in the wing mirror and see the age and insanity. I place the heart and other organs I haven’t smashed in the freezer along with the part of his brain that is still in one piece. You can get good money for young organs, although I think this prick was a smoker. I put my feet up and sip the Johnny Walker Blue I received as a gift from Moseley. Its not the best but certainly is not the worst. Fuck you Moseley. I flick on the new flat screen I had mounted in a picture frame and watched an advert for a donkey charity. If we cannot deal with our own economy how can we justify giving money to a donkey charity in Spain? It makes me fucking sick and I consider ripping the whole set from the wall. Instead I flick to the channels at the other end of the spectrum and watch two sluts sharing a huge dildo that looks reminiscent of a large baguette. There are no tissues handy so I take off one of my socks and do it in that. I go to bed feeling depressed and cannot sleep for fear of the mice. Daily Grind Today is a good day. Work was easy and my new secretary Ruby pretty much does my job for me. I hand picked her myself; she’s got a firm arse, great tits and wears those tights with the seam up the back. I left Ruby to carry on the grind at 17:15 and I hooked up with Fiona at Fabrizzio’s followed by dinner at Zuma in Knightsbridge. They have a

new sushi chef headhunted from Tokyo who is outstanding and I heartily recommend this place. We finished our meals and I left a generous tip to reflect what fantastic service we had received. I also noticed that Fiona was suitably impressed with this. Like all women she loves the cash. I couldn’t decide if I really wanted to fuck her yet so we took a stroll down Knightsbridge towards Harrods to look at the lights. If the public knew everything this guy sold at his department store I’m pretty sure they would never set foot in there again. But these are the kinds of things you will never know about. We jumped in a cab and headed back to her place. She was horny and responded well to my tongue and sexual advances. I grabbed her arse with both hands and pulled her skirt up over her arse. She tensed up briefly as the cab driver was clearly watching her arse more than the road but I forced it up higher anyway. A gentle moan leapt from her lips as I moved my hand from her arse and stuck a finger up her wet cunt. Filthy fucker. I had a semi on and I slapped her creeping hand away from my crotch, as I didn’t want her to know I wasn’t really in the mood yet. We got dropped off round the back of the Morrison’s near her apartment and I fucked her under a CCTV camera in the car park. I didn’t use a condom. It felt good. I dropped my load and wiped my cock on her face while my cum dripped out of her onto the tarmac. I could of left her there to get fucked by the tramps in the corner but she was a good girl and at the very worst deserved me. We got back to her place and I told her I’d call in the next few days. Tomorrow I head to Russia. // 43

To be continued......

Oh come all ye unfaithful Come break my heart Come wrap me in tinsel Then rip me apart Come boys with big baubles Come in your flocks With your skinny black jeans And your donkey-sized c*cks Come little drummer boys Following the star Then leave on a tourbus (You know who you are!) Come ye threesome kings Come ginger-head men You tell me you love me Then f*ck my best friend Come Robin, Come Rudolph Come Dasher, Come Blitzen Leave your pants in my bathroom And throw up in my kitchen 2008: such a vintage boy year Did not once King Herod have a better idea..? // 46

But swig some mulled wine And sing Auld Lang Syne Let’s dare see who 2009 has in store I think it’s gonna be rockin So hitch up your stocking (And if that doesn’t work Remember Jack loves you more)

DON”T PANIC! Men aren’t hard to buy presents for – it’s a myth! Admittedly, Dads can be a little tricky as they don’t seem to like anything much (although massive Toblerones always go down a treat) but if you’re stuck for ideas, read on… It’s a bit risky actually buying clothes for anyone, especially if they are obsessed with style and fashion unless you know them really well, but there are some nifty gifts out there that // 47

are far more safe. Books are a great option. R.D. Franks is a fabulous book and magazine shop that specialises in fashion on Winsley Street, just off Oxford Street. It’s sartorial book heaven – you basically can’t go wrong, whatever you buy. Try the basement in Selfridges for a well-stocked fashion section. Trainers by Neal Heard

is a history of trainers featuring rare vintage models and modern styles. The cover is even made of a rubber sole. This generated much excitement, not only with the friend I gave the book to, but another friend that I bumped into in Selfridges and showed my purchase, and all the other guys the friends had invited out for his birthday. Top marks. Paul Smith is currently stocking a fish eye camera (£75, decorated in his famous stripes. Sir Paul also has a natty collection of accessories such as beach towels, playing cards, mugs and toothbrushes. Stabo at Spitalfields market ( has smart leather oyster card holders (£6) sporting motifs such as classic minis, cameras and robots. They also make larger bags and ties with the same prints. If the recipient of your gift is a musician, there are some great little presents that you can buy without breaking the bank and that the muso will actually use. Try the basement at Zivvi (formally Virgin). There are all sorts of options, from wax to aid speedy movement on guitar strings, to hand-held machines that strengthen the fingers, to plectrum holders which stick to the back of the guitar (this was one of my most successful presents to date) – and that’s just for guitarists! Don’t be afraid to ask for help – the staff in there are really helpful. For the sporty boy, focus on their playful nature and get them a toy. is the perfect place to look. Their ‘Black Ghost’ remote controlled helicopter (£19.99) and power kites (£24.99-£34.99) are a good bet. Or why not buy an activity – a tree climbing experience from perhaps? For the less active sports fan, try, who stock an excellent range of vintage posters; skiing, football, cycling and grand prix are all covered. The 1965 United States Surfboard Champsionships poster (£5.99) is my personal favourite. And while we’re on the vintage theme, have a look at They stock a range of Charles Buchan memorabilia (footballs, £19.95, hip flasks, £19.95) and as well as cashmere scarves for your boy’s favourite team. If you happen to be bucking the credit crunch trend and have some cash to splash, visit, who have just launched menswear accessories on their site, with gifts cleverly ordered into the style categories “The City Boy”, “The Classic Gent”, “The Family Man” and “The Likely Lad”. Pick up a Mulberry wallet (£125), Persol James Bond-style sunglasses (£159) or some flash Simon Carter spider cufflinks (£45) from the comfort of your armchair.

words / styling : Hannah Rochell / image : Holly Jolliffe // 49


C o m ed i en s


words : Faye Heran / images : Sctott Archibald


C o m ed i en s


Is it a lot easier to get gigs as a sketch act, rather then as solo stand up comedians? Andrew: Not always. It’s sometimes easier for stand ups to get gigs because there is just one of them. In our case, when we do a gig it means we have to organise four people’s diaries. However, there are less sketch acts around, so that puts us at an advantage. // 53

Ben: I think we have succeeded by taking a very unfunny approach to comedy. We work hard all day then we go to a gig and have fun. We set ourselves a goal of having a show on TV in five years times and we are slowly ticking boxes and getting there, having done quite a bit of TV this year.

J: When we first started there were four people’s friends coming along, so that certainly helped. We are now fortunate that our friends have seen us numerous times, so they know what we are up to, and we have developed a bit of a following. You’re represented by an agency. Did that happen early on in your career? J: It happened after our main Edinburgh show last year. Getting an agent was one of the main boxes that we wanted to tick. We wanted to get known at the Fringe, but also find one good agent who wants to look after us as an act. Having an agent has helped us to secure TV work and negotiate contracts far better. A: We are sounding like we are being very formulaic about it. We are not as ‘business’ like as we seem! But I think you have to have an awareness of that side of comedy as well. We are creative people, and it is about having a laugh, but you have to have that side of it covered. Do you have to follow a set path in to comedy – either the stage route or the television route? J: There is not a television route without the stand up route. Even people who are at the top of their game will constantly try their stuff out in theatres before they take it to television. If you are performing in front of a television audience, you need to know what’s funny and what’s not, and stand up is the best way to test that. A: All of the recent sketch shows on TV used to be shows at Edinburgh. Comedians like French and Saunders started at the Comedy Strip, as did Rik Mayall. All the major UK comic talent in the last 25 to 30 years have done what we are doing, which proves that we should keep doing it! Do you think the internet has changed comedy significantly? E: Yes! The online factor has changed the industry a lot. There used to be this trodden path, where you spoke to any comedian, and they had all started on stage, and done a bit of radio and TV. But now the online factor means that any idiot can pick up a digital camera, and film something and put it on You Tube and get a million hits! Having our sketch Facebloke online has definitely raised our profile significantly. Do a lot of comedians have jobs on the side to surplus their income?

J: We certainly do. It’s the normal ‘out of work actor’ situation; promotions jobs, writing work, anything we can get really, because even though the balance is shifting slowing towards being able to make a living it is still not there yet. So in order to survive you need to earn an income somehow. How do you come up with creative ideas for a sketch? J: We do things on our own and then we email them around and test it out. It normally starts with an idea, then we take that idea and we just banter it with each other. For example, we might come up with an idea during a night in the pub, then one of us will go home, write it up and send it round to the others and see if it has got potential or not. A: We have an idea called ‘crash test comedy’ where literally what we do is crash test our stuff. Every month we have a deadline of 15 minutes of brand new material and from that we think ‘ok that is worth pursuing’. It is a great goal to work to. So are there certain skills you need to be a great comedian? E: More then anything, it’s a writer’s medium. We spend far more time writing and editing our sketches then performing them. Also, because comedy is so competitive, you have got to have the dedication to sit in front of your computer and write until you come up with something funny. That process is not always so easy. Finally, what would you say to a budding comedian to inspire them? E: First of all don’t do it! It’s a stupid thing to do, you will make no money and therefore be unhappy most of the time! A: Ha ha! Work, write and try and get as many opening slots as you can. J: And watch what is out there, You Tube is brilliant! Watch everyone from the greats, to those who are up and coming.

December Dates Fri 12 Dec - CRISIS Comedy Cracker - Pleasance, Islington Sat 13 - Sun 14 Dec – Christmas Show - Pleasance, Islington // 55

A: Most importantly, do it with people that you like and get along with and make you laugh, because you want to still like each other after two years on the circuit!


Tick tock tick tock….. Waste no time in grabbing this season’s statement watches with neon colours, rubber straps and LED displays. Watcha waiting for…?

Styling: Hannah Rochell / Photography: Holly Jolliffe // 57

From left to right: yellow Watcha watch, £9.95 (www.watcha.; pink Nixon Vega dial watch, £50 (www.shadestation.; blue Nooka Zub watch, £100 (; purple Watcha watch (as before); black Black Dice LED watch, £80 (; black Philip Starck watch, £100 (; neon pink Adidas Oddity Candy watch, £50 (; orange Watcha watch (as before)

Shoreditch Art: A Manifesto We, the undersigned (grab a pen and squiggle your signature on the dotted line provided once you’ve read this), demand a new approach to art in Shoreditch. Pay attention, gallerists and politicians, artists and critics: we’re mad as hell and we’re not going to take it anymore. But first, some things we like in the current art scene: • The dozens of galleries which have clustered around Shoreditch, Whitechapel and Bethnal Green, especially on Vyner Street. • The fact that you’re still welcome in East London galleries even if you’re not wearing a suit/cravat/fur coat. • The young up-and-coming artists who can put on a show without needing a stonkingly high profile, or even rich patrons. • The atmosphere at private views, which is hipper than pension day at the orthopaedic hospital. Now, what we hate: • The expensive – boy, is it expensive – studio space. And that’s only when you can get it. In a tiny town like Shoreditch, there are only so many filthy garrets that you can be gouged for. • The navel-gazing. This is no different from Picasso focussing on his lovers, or Van Gogh on whatever was in his vase at the time, but is there any chance some more artists might engage with something beyond themselves? • The prices! If young artists want to encourage young collectors, they should never have followed the prices of the Mayfair end of the market. There is now practically no way for average twenty-somethings to begin collecting without a mortgagesize loan. So what should we demand? • More studio space: there must be dozens of dirty warehouses crying out to be transformed into studios. • A realistic approach to pricing: galleries need to understand that with the onset of recession, demand for art will wither and that the only way they’ll cope is by lowering their tags. • More recognition of young talent, which is what the galleries do best. Find those who show promise and give them a shop window. If things carry on as they are, we’ll be left high and dry – and so will the galleries and the artists. It’s time to take a long, hard look at the scene and start changing it for the better. Signed:

Josh Spero ……………………………….

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And things are about to change. Behind the Shutters opened on the 20th of last month (Cordy House to those that know it and those that came to Shuffle). An amazingly exciting project that looks set to put a fair few galleries in the Shoreditch area to shame. Spanning 25,000 square feet over 4 floors, Behind the Shutters includes some breathtaking graffiti and wall painting, bigger than life, Mad Maxesque sculptures manufactured from anything that could possibly be found, photography, interactive art, performance, video, installation and everything in between.

Already BTS has been graced with gushing quotes such as ‘a beast of an exhibition’ -, ‘The sickist show in London’ - Vandalog, ‘.....bubbling creativity runs through the entire event. A multi-media circus.’ Amelia’s Magazine. And rightly deserved they are too. Brain child of Garfield Hackett, Spencer Style and Liam Hayhow Behind the Shutters is making art accessible to the masses. Wether you can afford a £40,000 original or a £10 poster. Yes that’s right – posters! Remember them? You used to flick through the racks in WHS, Woolies (RIP) and arcadia and if you flicked them too fast your fingers would get caught between two of the metal frames and it really, really hurt. Well, no evil metal frames to be // 61

seen here luckily – anything that can be made into a poster will be and you will be able to pursue to your hearts content while sitting on comfy leather sofas sipping coffee form the A and D motorcycle coffee shop. While writing this (its currently November) the whole place is literally buzzing and reverberating with activity. Insa is on the top floor stinking the place out with his aerosol cans along with Garfield and Spencer dotting I’s and crossing T’s in what is now being called ‘the brain’ ( the offices on the top floor ). We have started to use the massive fright lift wherever possible to avoid constant ‘excuse me’s’ and apologies for interrupting the painting going on in the stairwells.

photos by Billy Macrae / bottom image James Parsons

The second floor has extra rooms being built into it and Kerri Davenpot-Burton is working all hours in her overalls making her video installation. The ground floor contains more spray paint cans than I have ever seen with the best of London’s established and rising urban artists moping at the walls with black and white washes and somehow creating the most amazing images – some a little scary though it has to be said! Next door to that sparks are flying as Joe Rush and Mutoid Waste weld and bash and morph every piece of metal, wood, scrap or anything they come across really, creating nothing short of enchanting, perfectly imagined creatures. The whole place is alive with creativity. No White walls. No stuffy girl on a front desk. No eyes following you as you wonder around in case you might brush past one of the ‘oh so precious’ pieces. Behind the Shutters is pioneering the change that is afoot in // 63

the current climate, we really think the ripple effect will be more of a tidal wave. The launch saw over 900 people in and out of the building during the night, scine then over 5 thousand people have passed through the shutters in 6 days! That’s got to be good by anyone’s standards! We are keeping a firm eye on all the events going on Behind the Shutters as new things are popping up every day and we are also keeping our fingers crossed that this new art gallery movement continues with full throttle into the new year! See you down there. LOF


I’m sick to the back teeth with all the doom and gloom credit crunch talk. The economy is fucked. I get it. Everywhere you look there are penny pinching nights out, trying to convince you that they are offering you the best deals in these troubled times. Depressing and dull. I say stick two fingers up at these mealy mouthed misers and spend twenty four hours burning cash in the most vulgar way possible. First off you’re going to need some transport. Busses are no fitting way to travel for a day of decadence. The most disgustingly tasteless car in my eyes is a Maybach 62, the size and level of opulence of a Mayfair penthouse with a price tag of £335,000. If that is too steep I suggest hiring one for the day from Carte Blanche Plus, who can supply the car and driver at £2k for the day. The drivers are multi-lingual so you can ask them to step on it in a variety of languages if that is your wish. Jump in the back and make your way down to Automat on Dover Street for a breakfast in an upmarket American brasserie in the heart of Mayfair. Take a booth in the 1950’s railway carriage style dining room and set yourself up for a day of excess with the Automat Big Breakfast comprising sausage, eggs, mushroom, bacon and filet steak, whilst reading the FT and chuckling at the other people’s misfortunes. Sufficiently nourished, next stop is the auction room. Nothing like the thrill of going, going, gone to empty your wallet. I’d head down to the lovely people at Bonhams who have some fine cars and motorbikes going under the hammer in early December. Alternatively if art is more your thing both Sotheby’s and Christie’s are selling Old Masters throughout the month. After all that excitement best to stop off for a bite to eat; get the driver to take you to Sketch at 9 Conduit Street Mayfair. Sketch’s Michelin starred restaurant is an amazing sensory experience for both your eyes and palette. Take the Gormet Rapide menu in the extravagantly decorated Library Room for three courses including coffee and Petit Fours. // 65

With a fancy night out on the town planned I think a bit of power shopping is in order. Bond Street has more Royal ‘By Appointment’ awards than anywhere else in London and is host to a fabulous array of shops for the well heeled. Grab a bag from Hermes, a watch from Chopard, a suit from Versace and pick up some shiny things from Tiffany and Asprey’s.

Laden with your finery it’s probably time to change for dinner. For this purpose I suggest a suite at Claridges is probably the finest choice you could make, and has been so since 1898. The Brook Penthouse at £5,700 a night (excluding VAT and 5% service charge) includes your personal butler, a cocktail bar in the room and a roof terrace. Seeing as you are there already it would be rude not to try dinner at Gordon Ramsay’s. The celebrated chef’s restaurant serves glamorous food to glamorous customers in opulent art deco surroundings. The six course menu prestige is the one to go for obviously. Now head over to the Royal Opera for a stylish night out. The pre-Christmas performances are always very popular. Eschewing the classic Nutcracker, book a ticket for Hansel Und Gretel. It’s running from 9th December to the 1st of January 2009. Enjoy the Teutonic delights of this new performance from the luxury of your own box with a perfect view for £410. Still feeling cash burning a hole in your designer pockets? Blow the rest in style at Fifty London. Established in 1827 it has counted the Duke of Wellington and Count D’Orsay amongst it’s celebrated patrons. The luxurious décor and high limit gambling makes it perfect for a night of excess. Drink away your losses with expertly made cocktails from celebrated mixologist Salvatore Calabrese. Grab a martini, put everything on red and finish the night pretending to be Bond. / / www.bonhams. com / / / / / / // 67

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Kounter Kulture The Old Truman Brewery, London Stalking through Spitalfields, onwards from Liverpool Street through to Brick Lane, the autumnal capital air is heralding the arrival of winter as The Old Truman Brewery looms into view. Walking along the side of the gallery cute oriental girl’s flash their eyes out at you from darkened doorways, brandishing deadly weapons. Could this be the latest example of London’s slow descent into a ‘Battle Royale’ style urban gangland? Has Boris Johnson teamed up with Gwen Stefani to form a unique oriental enforcer taskforce in the fight against knife crime? Not quite. It is actually Banksy approved, prominent street artist, Hush’s contribution to the stunning Kounter Kulture exhibition.

bold statement, but walking through the alcoves of The Old Truman Brewery it is clear that this is a collection of work that encompasses far more than a mere snapshot into the minds of various disparate artists. There is a common core running through the works on display, incorporating artists from the burgeoning UK urban art scene alongside established Chinese contemporary artists exhibiting in the UK for the first time. There is a constant conflict between the classical, contemporary and increasingly Eastern and Western ideologies in all the works. Such

Cu ture The collection is steeped in a dark sensuality with the vast majority of artists featuring the female form, from Hush’s manga-esque girls to Stuart Semple’s dark pop art femme // 69

Organised under the Opus Art banner, Kounter Kulture was billed as being a, ‘launch pad for new and established international talent’, which may seem a broad church and

as renowned Chinese artist Quichi Chen’s Tank No.3, with his controversial depiction of tanks on the White House fringes, or rising British star, Will Tuck’s The Birth of Venus II, which presents the titular vision as the matriarch of modern glamour.

fatales and Tuck’s glamour model nudes. There is a definite thread of the female image as a metaphor for power and purity corrupted or abused. Who’s Jack had the opportunity to speak to two of the exhibition’s more well know exponents; Hush and ascendant enfant terrible of the British art scene; Stuart Semple. Hush has chosen to shroud his oriental figurines in images of Western decadence. It’s a cut up technique that flirts with the cutting edge yet can directly trace it’s lineage through Warhol back to the Beat Generation. Semple, on the other hand, is perhaps a more direct exponent of this, the work he submitted for Kounter Kulture representing the culmination of months of experimentation which has led him down a far darker path. He explains, “The new series of work is a lot bleaker than the other works I have done. Before I dealt with popular culture because I was quite excited about the things I was finding in pop, music and videos. Even when I looked back on them from my childhood they held a sort of disappointment so I wanted to create distance between me and those things so I could be more critical. One of the main things you see in my work at Kounter Kulture is thousands and thousands of hand painted dots making up girl’s faces and other imagery. I wanted to explore ‘manufactured images’, the ones that you find in magazines. It is completely different to everything else I’ve shown before.” This is not an exaggeration as those familiar with Semple’s previous work will be taken aback by the stark, abrasive feel of pieces like Jessica. It’s a far cry from his earlier efforts, which launched Semple into the media spotlight when he snuck his own canvas into a Charles Saatchi exhibition. Perhaps it is serendipity that he is now launching his work into the public sphere at an exhibition where a simple wrong turn coming out of the toilets can find you mistakenly crashing into the launch of Saatchi’s latest show! It may well be worth noting that Semple has exhibited in America for the first time recently, and there is a definite feel that the fall of the house of Bush has crept into his

new work. Semple experienced mixed reaction from the audience across the pond whose enthusiasm was matched with confusion as they processed the relevance of a British re-exploration of pop art. The work

that hung on the walls for Kounter Kulture no doubt stirred an increased reaction from his new stateside fans, and they will be well served as he intends to return there in 2009. He concludes, “This is just the tip of the iceberg, and through doing these pieces I’ve got some sort of clues about what I want to make next. I think it’s the kind of thing that’s

ence to his work. A veteran of the street art scene, Hush has also worked as a graphic artist for some of the world’s largest companies, in locations such as LA and Hong Kong. Though he is a native Geordie, who like Banksy keeps his true identity well hidden from any busy coppers vying for a whiff of an illegally

operated paint pot, it is his time in Hong Kong that informs his current work. For the Kounter Kulture exhibition he has showcased three pieces from his upcoming solo show Desensitised. With titles such as Tits & Terror and S for Sugar, they perfectly encapsulate the sex and violence commentaries being explored in the art works. However, to simply hang the works would not be in keeping with Hush’s style and he has incorporated the entire wall into his works, extrapolating the images onto the bare walls that surround the actual canvas with a mixture of paint and physical materials. Pondering his work he explains, “I’m not a diva but I like everything to be right, and I like to do it myself” Examining his collection it is not surprising to learn that he includes master sculpture Sir Eduardo Paolozzi alongside pop artists and Japanese legends when listing his influences. Street violence and society’s sensitivity to it is something that is never far from Hush’s reality. He refers to his real life influences, explaining, “I was doing some work on the street recently and these kids walked passed and I could hear them as they were walking up, you know daring each other, saying ‘I’m going to glass him, come on lets glass him’ and there’s nothing you can do you know? It seems there is no concept of what that actually means amongst those kids.” Hush’s growing profile creates other problems when working outside the parameters of a gallery. “It’s not the crack heads who are the worst, it’s the collectors! They can have stuff down as fast as it goes up, I had to ask some of the galleries to leave the girls along the sides of the gallery up until the end of the show!” This is in direct reference to the new craze for harvesting and selling his works off of the walls and doors that he decorates wherever he goes. Indeed, when walking past the gallery a few days later there is no sign of those glowing oriental enforcers, who much like Kounter Kulture itself disappeared far too quickly and whose return we can only hope and wish for. // 71

going to take a while to fathom, particularly because they were such slow works to make.” It’s telling that whilst Semple is looking West, Hush is applying an Eastern influ-

JACK EATS Date Rated Reviews

Jack’s Date Review: Fakhreldine Date Rating: Girlie Gossipie Gold Digging I must say, I had about as much comprehension of Lebanese cuisine as The Human League (‘when life was cheap on bread and wine and sharing meant no shame’ – The Lebanon) but took a wild guess that maybe we might be presented with a classier version of what my local kebab house knocks out at 5am. But Fakhreldine; set on the corner of Hyde Park and ‘places to meet a rich businessman’ street is definitely more WAG than Wagamama and its choice of window seats or scatter-cushion-strewn sofas is a perfect venue for cocktail waitresses to be picked out and shook up and turned around…Or indeed, a girls’ night out. Charmingly, the complimentary starters are plates of sliced raw veg: five a day finger food including carrots, spring onions, red hot chili peppers and a rather suggestive whole cucumber. We opted for sharing mezzes instead of mains: meatballs, fried prawns, halloumi, vine leaves and spicy sausages combined with warm bread and hummus.

We drank champagne by way of a compliment to the simplicity of the menu and then sampled (but were defeated by) the dessert: a cake stand loaded with tiny baklava and a bowl of just warmed ice cream. Service was attentive but sadly the talent was a decade above our desires. But as date venues go, it’s a good one for watching the love action. Firgas Esack // 73

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We are so excited to be in our new residence and we have had so many visitors that we thought it only right to make a little homage. If your passing Curtain Road come and visit us! // 75

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