The Staple - A Civilised Magazine Session

Glossy Obsession

It's not just working for a magazine that keeps me interested in the magazine industry. Lavishly-produced glossies are the Staple of many a menswear blog, and not only serve to inspire, but also, enjoyed properly, become an act of defiance, a way of harking back to an earlier, pre-internet time when journalism only existed in a print form, and the most commentary you were likely to get was a letter printed on the following day's 'Dear Editor' page. It's a fact that the magazine industry is still in rude health because the quality of what's being produced is increasing, and the realtime Twitter/blogosphere/comments page only serves to increase the lust for something permanent, concrete and unchangeable. Over the last couple of weeks, I've been fortunate to have a few hours of chilling out time in various places (my new flat is pleasingly without a working telly), and been able to sit down for an hour or so and digest an entire magazine. Reading Man About Town on a Shoreditch roof terrace with a glass of rosé in hand was one of the most civilised things I've done recently, and this evening's settling down on my sofa in my flat with a mug of tea and a copy of Ten Men was a pretty equal second. The immersion into another world and the feeling of calm that this generates is incomparable; I justify the purchase of weighty magazines because I equate them with books. Yes, there's advertising, and yes, there's a lot of it, but just because the content is trying to sell you something doesn't mean that it can't be enjoyed on an aesthetic level. Editorial in my favourite magazines now is irreverent and inspiring; Charlie Porter's piece on the escalator at St. John's Wood station in the latest issue of Fantastic Man is one of the most inspiring articles I've read recently, because of its beauty-in-mundanity approach combined with the effect that Mr. Porter's calming prose has on the reader. I can't recommend searching out a good magazine and devoting an hour of the day to it; time spent reading is nothing if not a Staple. Other Staples this week:
Devouring a whole magazine in a single sitting
Capri-Sun orange juice
Spending a day messing about on the canal on a barge
The Diner in Camden Town
A nautical, navy-and-cream-striped thin knit cardigan
Goat's cheese from Neal's Yard dairy
Disco Discharge compilation CDs

The Staple - Notion Festival Guide 2010

Stapler's Note

For those that have been wondering what's happened to the blog, I apologise. The last three months seem to have flown by, and in that time, rather than the result of suffering from a massive internet clampdown at work, I handed in my notice, found a new job working at Notion Magazine as a Staff Writer and Marketing person, and also moved house. Add into this a serious Twitter addiction, and you have a sorely neglected blog. It'll be back though, I need to get back on the wagon. My first major project is over though, you can see the fruits above. I was entrusted to edit Notion's 2010 Festival Guide, which entailed rather a lot of writing and research, late nights making design decisions and two in-depth interviews (with Secret Garden Party's organiser, Freddie Fellowes, and the DJs Erol Alkan & Boys Noize) and we finally got the finished copies at the end of last week, which was obviously, hugely exciting for me! The Guide is available now from various stockists and will also be given away with the next issue of Notion in a fortnight or so. If you want a copy in the meantime though, please don't hesitate to get in touch and I'll send one over! Naturally, It's a Staple, and also marks my return to the blogosphere (and the end of my shameless plug). I can't wait to get stuck back in...