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50 Plus… and a chance meeting by David Collyer

I spent my teenage years in the South West of Surrey, pretty much equidistant between London and Brighton, and it was always one of those two places that called my friends and I when we needed a touch of metropolitan sophistication, or of course to strengthen our wardrobes. In my early twenties, London won and I moved there, the bright lights of the Big Smoke pulling me away from my leafy childhood home.

Brighton, however, always felt like a magical place. I visited often. My younger brother, a musician, moved there, and as many a musician does ended up working a side hustle. In his case, the cook in Hotel Pelirocco. I’d been an early 1980s mod revivalist, and of course with thoughts of Quadrophenia in mind, Brighton always felt like a pilgrimage.

Scroll forward almost 40 years and I’m now living in rural South Wales, dividing my work life between the NHS and as a photographer. Having not visited Brighton in almost twenty years, my partner and I decided to take a city break, staying in an AirBnB off Marine Parade, and catching up with one of my old London friends who has long since made the city his home. After a very pleasant meal my partner and I were strolling through The Lanes as the last light was fading, when I spotted a very dapper man in double-breasted cream linen suit, correspondent shoes, a wide brimmed hat at a rakish angle, and standout silver jewellery. I had a 1959 Leica M3 camera slung around my neck, and two frames left on a roll of black and white film. I had to photograph this man, although with the light quickly diminishing, it was touch and go whether any frame would be useable.

In 2017 when I turned 50, I started shooting a project called 50 Plus… The generation that didn’t have to grow up. It examines my generation of men and explores the freedoms that we have which weren’t available to our fathers’ generation. We are at liberty to cling on to our teenage subcultures and styles well into and beyond middle age. Always obsessed with clothes and music, I still consider myself a modernist. Since my initial re-visit to Brighton I’ve been back a handful of times. In 2023 I photographed the Mod Weekender for Detail Magazine, and as a result came away with a yearning to buy a scooter again, which I did, and it’s been ridden to Brighton a couple of times since. In many ways the photographic project was autobiographical. I have the luxury of holding down professional jobs whilst also indulging my inner teenage rebel. 

50 Plus… grew and grew, and on my 58th birthday in June, it was released by specialist documentary photography publisher Fistful of Books. I start the book with these words:

“As growing old is a privilege, so too is it a privilege of youth to rebel against the elder generation. Unlike when we were young, however, how do you shock the generation who have spent their lives rebelling? I’ve often said to my boys that the only way they could shock me is by playing golf and voting Conservative. Thankfully, as far as I’m aware, neither has experimented with such depravity!…

In the woods behind my house were the rusting remains of a Morris Oxford, and minus its wheels, the monocoque body of a long-trashed Vespa scooter. I used to sit on said scooter, and imagine I was riding to Brighton with my school’s equivalent of Jimmy the Mod’s on/off girlfriend Steph on the pillion. It’s safe to say, I wasn’t the Ace Face!”

50 Plus… is a hardback containing 84 portraits, over 156 pages. There is an essay by myself, a preface by an ex-pat British journalist now living and working in California, who published some of the photos in a magazine in 2022, and although the vast majority of portraits are anonymous, twelve of the men have been kind enough to write a testimony about themselves.

Fortunately the two shots of the dapper gent in The Lanes worked out, and he is one of those who kindly agreed to contribute. If you’re asking yourself why you are reading this in The West Hill Whistler, and you’ve not yet worked it out, that man was Jed Novick, editor of the title, and we’ve since become friends. Last time we met up we enjoyed a good Mexican meal and Margueritas on an early summer evening. Jed and Mike Baller who I photographed on a subsequent visit to Brighton are pictured here.

The book is available from the publisher Fistful of Books, or I have some copies for sale at £30 plus postage. Contact me through my website 

Mutations Festival 2025 by Alex Hill

As Adult DVD set up on the small stage of the cramped, basement bar Dust on the first night of Mutations, I kept myself occupied watching a leaky air conditioning unit drip from the ceiling and land on a man’s bald head. As I counted an astounding 14 droplets which somehow went unnoticed, the set began. 

Using retro sounding effects that sound like they come straight from an 80’s arcade machine, Adult DVD manage to spin them into a groove driven electronic rock sound which draws welcome similarities to an electronic club night – combined with an easy-going stage presence and comedic lyrics, these guys put on a very entertaining show. Their blend of garage rock and anthem-like synth grooves got the audience moving and chanting along with front Harry Hanson. Every song seemed to be a hit, my favourite was the infectious ‘Because I Like It’. 

The second band I saw on Friday night was the Welsh post-punk trio, Adwaith. Apart from their cool sound characterised by driving, distorted bass lines, impressive drumming and haunting guitar chords, Hollie Singer sang in the Welsh language, which isn’t something you hear very often, and translates beautifully into song. She even took the courtesy to stop and restart a song after getting the lyrics wrong, even though I’m sure most of the crowd were none the wiser. The band had a great stage presence and a diverse sound which I really enjoyed. 

The thing is with these multi-venue festivals is that they are crucially dependent on the weather; and there was an absolute downpour on Friday night. After Adwaith ended around 11, and I’d seen a meagre total of two bands, we decided to call it a night – I was wearing a leather jacket and suede trainers after all. Onto the next day… 

Saturday at Mutations had an early start as I was desperate to see the hot new London band Ashnymph. I wasn’t the only one, and was confronted with a stationary queue snaking down the staircase. While I stood leaning against the wall wishing I had a drink, the band started playing and sounded incredible from the tantalising snippets I caught with the door opening. One in, one out. While the queue barely moved, a geeky looking guy carrying equipment pushed past us all and managed to get through by telling the woman at the door he was one half of Pan Amsterdam. Recognising the genius, I followed shortly after and claimed to be the other half they were waiting for. I was swiftly shut down when she gave me a brief description of the man.  

When I did eventually breach the gig room door, I was astonished to find that the noises I was hearing came from two people. Their sound strikes a balance between dark synth-pop and new wave, with the front man working the deck while playing guitar and singing, both with heavy effects. With the catchy power chord guitar riffs slicing into the foreboding synth intro on songs like ‘Saltspreader’ – which is what caught my attention in the first place – these guys have an electric sound and were one of my favourites of the whole festival. 

Next up was the seven-piece Skydaddy at The Green Door Store. With violins, flutes, and recorders accompanying acoustic guitar and keys they were lovely, a very beautiful, whimsical sound. When the wind instruments weren’t needed in a particular song, the musicians struck a seating pose on stage – definitely a power play. 

Congratulations were an absolute spectacle to see live. A local four piece who have a sound hovering between electro synth, retro dance, indie and a clear punk influence – a crazy mix which they pull off exceptionally well. Chic and stylish, they kickstarted into their first song with a heavy, resounding guitar riff and a fly kick from guitarist Jamie Chellar, they piqued my interest and held it for the rest of the show. Their charismatic frontwoman Leah Stanhope sang over the chirpy, melodic synths and groovy rhythm section with what ranged from impressive shrieks to beautifully held highs. Every song was high energy, catchy, and unique, and I loved them all, although their heavier track – ‘Easter Island Head’ was probably my favourite. 

After the bar was set extremely high for the rest of the night; we made our way to Chalk to see the alternative/grunge band Keo. These guys are taking the late 90’s alternative sound into the modern day and do that extremely well in all its distorted guitar, baggy clothes and heartfelt lyrics glory; it’s an unfaltering recipe for success. Although I really liked their sound, we admittedly didn’t stay very long – there were more interesting bands to see.  

Out into the night again to Patterns to see synth pop trio Ebbb (I might not have got their name right if they didn’t keep reminding us it was ‘Ebb with 3 B’s’). Mixing atmospheric synths with pounding drum beats and haunting, treated vocals, the mood varied from chill and melancholic to upbeat and hypnotising with the effects driven voice resulting in a haunting, choir-like sound.

Back to Chalk via a stop off at Revenge to see stoner metal band Pigs Pigs Pigs…,a show which attracted the longest queue of the night. These guys mixed the slow, sluggish, heavily riff-centered sound of Black Sabbath and Electric Wizard with more tempo changes and shorter songs to give it a new kind of energy – all while maintaining that characteristic lethargic, downtempo beat. Dark, old school metal given 2025 twist, they were a treat.

With aching feet but a contented heart, so ended a two day long adventure at Mutations; I saw some incredible bands I might never have discovered otherwise. The festival did a great job of combining both brand new and experienced artists from around the country in a spectacularly tightly packed schedule for us all to navigate. They’ll be seeing me again next year. 

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It Ain’t Over…  ‘Til The Fat Boy Sings

You know how sometimes you look at someone and think “You look kinda familiar” but you can’t place the face and move on, think nothing more of it. But sometimes you think “You, I know”. Well… 

I was in the Helm Gallery to meet The Whistler’s food editor who was there to discuss a show she was recording and I was having a look around and… “You look kinda familiar. What’s going on here?”  

“What’s going on is I’m taking over the Helm Gallery for six weeks” Norman Cook tells me. “It’s half art exhibition and it’s half art sale. There’s lots of prints by artists that are associated with me or who I’ve collaborated with, and it’s all based around the book “It Ain’t Over…  ‘Til The Fat Boy Sings”.

“I realised at the beginning of this year that I am entering my 40th year since I quit my day job at Rounder Records and ran off to join the circus, and I was thinking about how to mark or celebrate that anniversary.  

“I’ve always shied away from doing an autobiography. I’ve been asked a few times and I just, I can’t remember the really good bits. And the bits I can remember I can’t tell while my children and my parents are still alive, so when this idea of a visual documentary came about it seemed a good idea. It’s a coffee table book, so mainly pictures. There’s no warts and all stories, nothing about celebrity drug taking, I’m afraid…”

Could we do an after hours version? 

“Yeah, talk to me about that later”. 

Are you one of these characters who’ve always squirreled stuff away? “Yes, I’ve got every single backstage pass I’ve ever have. The first year, I tried to keep tickets every gig I played, that was just untenable, but I’ve kept the backstage passes from every single one, and I’ve kept photos of all sorts, the boxer shorts that inspired the album title “You Come A Long Way, Baby”. I’ve also got the dubious honor of having a dildo named after me and we’ve got a photo of that in the book…

Moving swiftly past the inevitable line about it being a pop-up book… When you were a kid and you went to gigs when you’re 13 or whatever, have you still still got the stubs? 

“Yeah, the stubs are in the book, there’s the fanzine I used to write for…”

It’s a fantastic memorabilia collection, and while it’s obviously Norman’s book, a little bit This is Your Life, it’s also a lovely ride through the pop cultural landscape of the last 40 years.   

40 years. That’s a long time. Are you going to continue doing it?

“Doing what?”

You know the thing you do, where you stand there and play records. 

“Oh, that thing. Yeah, that’s what I do. I’ve done that thing twice this week already. I’ve got this weekend up the next weekend. I mean, Amsterdam, Stockholm and somewhere else, and then do some British dates in December. This year, I’ll do 109 shows, which is my personal all time record for shows in a year”.

That’s extraordinary. 109 shows. That’s… almost every other day. It’s not far off. 

“It’s two a week or one every three days. I mean, it has been quite relentless, but I love my job. It never feels like work. I just love it”.

l Helm Gallery 15 North Rd, Brighton and Hove, BN1 1YA    https://helm-gallery.com/

l It Ain’t Over… ’Til the Fatboy Sings (Rocket 88 Books) 

Mutations Festival


Mutations Festival has a reputation for being the launchpad for next year’s big names. But with 90 acts playing nine venues over two days, where do you start? Loulou Novick peers into her crystal ball and takes her pick 

Catch them now because next year, they may be headlining the O2! Some names you’ll already know, others might ring a bell, and a few are about to become your new obsession.

With past performers like CMAT and The Last Dinner Party, Mutations has earned its reputation as the festival for discovering what’s next. It’s not just about hearing great music, it’s about finding the artists who are about to break through.

Across two days and nine venues – Chalk, Patterns, Revenge, Hope & Ruin, Green Door Store, Dust, Prince Albert, Folklore Rooms and Alphabet – Mutations delivers a thrilling collision of styles, sounds and scenes. This is where tomorrow’s headliners earn their first encore.


Lambrini Girls 

There’s been a surge in female punk acts across the UK. Bands led by women and non-binary people are not just filling support slots, they’re demanding the stage, bringing political urgency, raw energy, and playfulness together. Brighton’s very own Lambrini Girls are leading that wave, and are set to take the Saturday headline slot at Mutations Festival 2025, a crowning moment in their skyrocketing year following their debut album ‘Who Let The Dogs Out’. This is more than just a gig, but a statement. Punk is evolving, expanding, and rewriting the rules. If you’ve seen them live, you know what you’re in for, it’s a mix of chaos, catharsis and pure punk joy. 

Dry Cleaning

Dry Cleaning are a band you can’t help but get excited about. Formed in 2017 in south London, they’ve been quietly reinventing post-punk ever since. Fresh from recording their third album with Cate Le Bon, their jagged, groove-driven sound is unmistakably sharp – think Wire or The Fall – but made entirely their own by Florence Shaw’s deadpan, spoken-word vocals. Once an illustrator and university lecturer, Shaw brings a wry, magnetic presence that turns every song into a story you can’t stop listening to.

Congratulations 

If you see one band this year, make it Congratulations. My personal favourite after seeing them at The Great Escape this year. Their sound is bold, inventive and built for performing. With effortless, joy-filled crowd work and unstoppable energy, Congratulations turn every show into a surge of pure adrenaline and fun. Check out their single “Get 2 Me” for a taste of what’s coming.

Vraell 

And now, something completely different. Vraell is a classically trained guitarist who creates enchanting “guitar meditations” – delicate, immersive soundscapes that drift and shimmer. Picture a more ethereal, introspective take on the Durutti Column.

Pan Amsterdam

You’ve got to love New York based Pan Amsterdam, who says, “It’s a dope curation that I’m psyched to be a part of and look forward to hitting.” Their sound is cool, funky, with just a touch of hip-hop and fresh, irresistible grooves. Add in some unexpected horns and jazzy twists, and you’ve got a set that’s impossible not to move to.

Jools

Leicester’s own Jools are here to shake things up. With their raucous, guitar-fuelled punk energy, they’re exactly the kind of band that makes you glad live music exists. “We’re super excited to be playing Mutations Festival alongside so many incredible artists. We’re huge fans of the festival and can’t wait to finally play!”

My Precious Bunny

A new project from Brighton’s Lily Wolter (of Penelope Isles), beautiful songs of youth, love, and heartbreak, stitched together with tasty synths, distorted acoustic guitar, and four-part harmonies. 

Ladylike

From the picture you’d be forgiven for thinking we’ve got another noisy punk band, but Brighton’s Ladylike are not that thing. Delicate and possibly a bit folkie, possibly a bit shoegaze. “We’re very excited to be playing this year’s Mutations Festival. It’s such a great celebration of new music in our hometown, so we feel honoured to play!” 

Mutations Festival

November 7 & 8, various venues 

Check out https://mutationsfestival.com/ for venues and details 

Food Review: An excellent Sunday roast at The Geese by Ellie Haine

In terms of atmosphere and food, The Geese has it all. You cannot exactly say that the pub is particularly tucked away, with it only being a five-minute walk away from the level. It is also not a hidden gem – it regularly features on lists of the best Sunday roast in Brighton and always seems busy. I have to say, it certainly is one of the best that I have had in a while, and I make a mean roast myself.

The meat-based roasts were gorgeous, but they do plenty of vegetarian and vegan friendly options. A family friend got the vegan sausages and said that they were lovely. The roast garlic and thyme chicken were plentiful and had a beautiful flavour. You really could taste the herbs used. And the portion size! I mean, I functionally had almost half a chicken to myself. It is a permanent fixture on the menu, and I highly recommend it if you love chicken. Or even do not, it was that good. I eat a lot of chicken, and trust me, it is worth getting. The lamb is not a permanent fixture on the menu, but I would also recommend getting it if it is on the menu. It was a perfect balance of plenty of meat, and fat. It was beautifully tender, and I am sure even my grandad would have been happy with it which is saying something.

Now, onto the accoutrements. The cauliflower cheese was probably the best one that I have had in a restaurant. It was perfectly cheesy and was gluten free as well so that’s always a plus. They clearly used a good strong cheddar, which just elevated it perfectly. And I am from Somerset, so I know my cheese. My only wish is that it also included broccoli – although there is a separate broccoli cheese on the menu. The carrots were cooked nicely but they were a little bit plain in my opinion. The cabbage was hidden under the meat (or alternatives), but it was nice. Admittedly, I am not the biggest fan of cooked red cabbage, so I wasn’t particularly impressed with that part of the dinner. However, my mother and our family friend did enjoy it, so you’ll have to take their word for it. The roast potatoes were wonderfully crispy and are also probably one of the best roasties I have had. Once again, this is saying something because I really love roasties. The Yorkshire puddings were pretty good, and they did come with the vegan sausages so that’s always a plus. I will say, the bottoms were a little bit stodgy, and I have had better. They were probably the weakest point of the roast, and that is saying something.

Overall, it was a brilliant roast, even if we did not make it to desert. I would highly recommend the short walk to The Geese on a Sunday, just for the roasties on their own. But remember to book in advance – they are always popular.

16 Southover St, Brighton and Hove, Brighton BN2 9UA

https://thegeesebrighton.com/