Thursday 22nd March 07
Letter from the Editor.
Contents
So there I was sitting on the Beach in Brighton, the sun beating down on me, the wind smashing into my face, and I just stared as wave after wave crashed into the stony beach, every now
London State of Mind
and then a sprinkling of salty water hit my face bringing a smile to it. It was less than two years ago that I left for the big smoke and also one of the hardest decisions of my life. But as I sat back there on my favourite part of the beach, just by all the old
All Right Now!
fishing boats I finally understood how good a decision moving was. You see in London things are different, if you want to do something, you can do it, in Brighton it seems that nobody
New Pads
wants to do anything. The only jobs seem to be in juice bars and little boutiques and everybody just sits around smoking rolled up cigarettes and chatting about the party they went to last night. Don’t get me wrong it is a lovely atmosphere and there
7 Stops
is always plenty to do, but it’s just not a place to live if you have any sort of aspirations or dreams, even a miniscule one. It’s now Monday morning and I’m back in London, thinking about
Travel
the contrast. My bus was packed this morning so I walked to work. I went the scenic route past the park and away from the noise of the main road. Tonight I’m off to White Hart Lane to
Cultural Comment
see the FA Cup Quarter Final. Wednesday I’ll take in a pub quiz just off the Northern Line. I’ll see a band on Thursday, go to Borough Market on Saturday, will check out a club night over the weekend. There’s just so much to do, and unless you go
Northern Heights
to the complete other side it only takes 30 minutes to get most places. London is massive but everywhere is accessible and I just don’t think enough of us are enjoying its potential. So take
Listen Up
this advice, go and do something you’ve wanted to do for ages; take a film course, go to a fetish night, join a rugby team, learn an instrument, walk in the woods (I bet you haven’t done that for yonks) and then go to Brighton, enjoy yourself for a few days, sit on the beach, play on the pier, go shopping in the boutiques and then think about how lucky you are to live where you do. If only London had a beach!
-Ed.
Northern on the Northern Line
LONDON STATE
of mind I mean what hope is
Well thanks a bunch dedicated TOS’ers (The Other Side readers - of course) for all your millions of amusing, original and daring pictures of fancy dress on the Northern line. Your exuberance and creativity has blown me away.....NOT!
to battle our way into our
and frustration simply to
there for a solution to the
soul-destroying 9-5’s (usu-
wake the next morning and
the competition. Being
important issues of our day:
ally with our heads in the
do it all again! It seems to
Miss Impeccable I was
Should men wear skinny
smelly pit of a complete
me that ordinary London
going to go and pose for a
jeans, PRÊT vs. EAT or
stranger) on an out-dated,
life has become such a
picture myself - show you
achieving peace in Albert
over-stretched transport
struggle, such a chore and
all how it’s done, but then
Square, when people can’t
system you wouldn’t wish
an incredible responsibility
my London State of Mind
even be bothered to pose
on your worst enemy.
that we simply no longer
kicked in and I realised that
in fancy dress on the North-
We can’t drive anywhere
have the energy to fight
this would require me to
ern line for a competition
because a dictatorial old
back and stand up for
actually get up off the sofa
with a fictional prize?! I
socialist has decided to
ourselves. It has got to the
on the weekend (a proper
would be angry if I wasn’t
charge us for the pleasure
point where I, and many
Londoner above all else
so darn disappointed! As
of using roads we have
of my friends are seriously
Dear Reader), so, in true
the days went by and noth-
already paid for. We are
questioning the quality of
Blue Peter style I present
ing, not a single lousy entry
given parking tickets for
life in London, and that is a
you with one we faked
arrived I began to think
daring to park outside our
lot to admit when you’re a
earlier....Enjoy.
about the causes of this
own houses, on which we
Londoner born and bred.
~ Miss Impeccable
lack of response; had you
are paying mortgages that
all seen through my lack of
mean we are likely to drop
precision and realised there
dead before reaching the
was in fact no prize? Were
age of retirement, AND on
you all just too busy? Was
top of this we’re petrified
the thought of fancy dress
to walk out the front door
really that bad (surely not
for fear of being stabbed,
I thought, half of you look
shot or blown up! Thus it’s
like you’re doing it most
hardly a shock that we no
days anyway). And then it
longer have time for many
came to me. It was none of
of the frivolities that give
the above, it was just that
life meaning. Furthermore
you couldn’t be arsed!
it seems that we don’t even
More and more I am no-
So anyway, back to
have the time or energy
ticing this sense of apathy
to fight against these in-
and resignation among us,
justices we face on a daily
and when you think about
basis; at the end of each
it it’s hardly surprising;
day we simply curl up into
every day we are forced
a paranoid ball of anger
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I YAM AN’YOU IS AN’THA’S COO’ Local news/corner shop/ Post Office. Indian Gent before me. Lord alone knows how many generations he’s been here, but given the obvious vocal delivery you’d have to think not many. We’re transacting along the lines of Next Day Delivery and a paper please, when Free burst over the weedy radio, it’s “All Right Now” and my mind spins back a few decades to those heady days when such a sound, emitted by so disreputable a gang of scruffs represented rebellion and the unbridled joy of the air guitar
Kossoff’s pre-grunge-grungedellica riff down the student disco or was he listening on a weedier transistor while he studied hard? Did it signify a very different type of rebellion to him then? Does it hit the heavy rotation list on his pod-u-like? Or is it just a damnably whistlable tune even after all these years? Strikes me that this little encounter may just dispel some of the doom that is foisted upon us by the Rags that prop up the livelihoods of many a Newsagent and News Magnate. You know
Surely the object of joined-up-thinking, multi-culturalism and hope for the future is that we see all the colours and celebrate them without pretending that they’re all the same. Pink is pink, brown is brown and black is black. knew few riffs of such posability, outside of Keef. But the reverie is cut short by whistling! The Indian Gent before me is whistling to “All Right Now”! Was he here when the 7” vinyl originally hit the shops? Was he shaking his snakey hips to
the ones I mean; The Daily Fail; The Bog Standard; The Scum; The Crimes etc... Those that maintain that we still live in racially intolerant times, harping on about legal immigrants coming over here and doing the jobs we don’t want to do for wages that we wouldn’t
work for and picking up on the idiotic chants of moronic West Ham fans who think it clever to chant “I’d rather be a Paki than a Jew”. At least they’ve stopped throwing bananas. Well we have in North Lunnun, which is the only place I can speak of with any authority. People here rub shoulders with each other and get pissed off with each other for any number of reasons but the colour of the skin does not seem to be one of them any more. Hallelujah. Of course there are still the gang wars, and idiotic tourists from less tolerant parts of the Isles, but Lunnuners, for the most part, seem to me to have got over the more obvious reasons for discrimination. Noses, Lips, Eyes or Sartorial Variation. My boys used to come home from school, talking about their friends, and when I asked: “Which one is that?” they very matterof-factly replied “The one with the brown skin with the Big ‘fro’” or “The brown boy from India”. They don’t do it so much now because I know their friends better, but they still describe people by what they look like rather than where they sit in the hierarchy of the class, which is probably a good thing. Description not discrimination. Which
reminds me of an ad I used to loathe for a well known Jumper shop, which proudly boasted that they ‘See No Colour”. I always thought that a trifle self-defeating, not to mention deceitful, of a boutique that also prided itself on turning English heads from the regulation brown or grey Cardie! Surely the object of joined-upthinking, multi-culturalism No one’s pretending that everything is in fact ‘All Right Now”. We’re all well aware that the
Footie is only one of any number of places that people use to spout unacceptable lingo; that now that racism is no longer politically correct it finds other devious little corners to sequester itself before erupting in the BNP or Mr Silk and his cronies; that some lazy people still make distinctions based on race and creed that have often catastrophic results; that people get killed, but... can we not just stop a minute, see where we are, remember
where we were, even where our parents were, think about how we got here and celebrate the breadth of our lives. Because if we don’t then we will simply trudge on under the relentless barrage of mono-cultural despair and moronic jingoism that funnels us deeper into the mire of fear, loathing and more death. We have it bloody good and we have so very much to be grateful for, and not all of that is as a result of the brilliant Anglo-Saxon mind, the brawn of Anglicised Celts or the nous of those Normans who came and stayed. Is it? So, if we are to continue to progress, make this an even better place to live and breed and generally carry on, it might behove us to throw wide our arms again, welcome in the poor huddled masses that the yanks are so busy refusing and allow them to contribute to the tapestry of this fine and expanding land. That way it might be a case not of “All Right Now” but of “Getting Better All The Time”. Just don’t ask me to whistle any of those Bollywood Arias. Man have you listened to that stuff? That’s waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too complicated for my anglo-saxon mind!
BY CARDROWSKI
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MYsDAD'SsNEWsPAD
n
table a rather large white
the sights there, but look
cram as much free pate,
leather sofa and an even
down below and there is a
brownies and olive oil into
larger plasma screen TV
‘Grand Theft Auto’ view of a
their chops. If you go early,
placed on the floor, that’s
Bermondsey council estate,
before 10, it’s great, you
away from the car and into
it, except one thing, the
watch long enough and I
can chat to the fishmon-
the entrance to what
window. The window that
guarantee that you’ll have
gers, the greengrocers and
appears to be a show
is London, everything that
enough evidence to send
the bakers about what’s
home, there is literally
is London. It must be 10
down Tony Soprano for
good, what’s fresh and
nobody there and it feels
ft across. I peer to the left
life. Once you're outside it’s
what type of cheese to
like one of those moments
and I can see right round
about four minutes to Bor-
have with your spicy pork
in non fictional films where
to the London eye. Look
ough Market. If you don’t
sausage from the deep-
all the players vanish
down and there’s a beauti-
know what’s there then you
est reaches of southern
except one, who is left
ful Northern Line station,
need to find out. Recently
Spain. But like I said, if you
alone to contemplate where
keep going, the BT tower,
it has gone from foodie
leave it too late it’s near
everybody else is. I swiftly
the Gherkin, Tower Bridge,
paradise to tourist hell. No
impossible to manoeuvre
follow him in from the
Canary Wharf. It’s a one
longer can you relax whilst
your baguette through the
barren Borough street
stop thrill ride of South
choosing the best produce
crowds without losing
and pull him out, we are
West to South East through
for your Saturday night
the end of it to somebody
not buying a house today,
the best and worst bits
dinner party, everybody is
looking for something to dip
we are here to see the
of our city. Not only are
rushing around, trying to
into the balsamic vinegar!
ico has strayed
new pad my father and his lovely new wife have purchased, a stones throw from Borough underground station. We look up to the sky and see bodies frantically waving down at us. Eventually finding an entrance, a concierge and a lift we venture up to the tenth floor, plastic sheets cover the unfinished carpets and a mattress covers the mirror in the lift ‘Warning! Mirror behind’ exclaims the sign. It’s not quite finished. In we walk, shoes off, pristine white tiled floors that you can see you reflection in and into the main room, containing a small round
Not actually the writer's father's new wife.
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From Friern Barnet to Highgate Since the introduction of Oyster Cards my bus route has certainly sped up somewhat. There is no dallying around whilst Mrs Jenkins fiddles around in her purse trying to find 13 more pennies to make up the bus fare, or whilst teenagers try and switch their bus passes by running upstairs and throwing them out of the window to their mates downstairs. There are however occasions where somebody doesn’t have an oyster card. What puzzles me is who are these people and why don’t they have an oyster card. Do they not watch TV, read newspapers, listen to the radio, use the internet or even look at billboards and advertising at the bus stop they got on at. Presumably not, either that or they are just plain ignorant. I’m guessing the idea of Oyster Cards is a non profitable one for the government; otherwise Ken would be encouraging us to pay cash fares. One theory is that they are uncool in the proverbial sense hence some people are anti – oyster. Perhaps the Jewish population do not use them as they are not Kosher. And the most frustrating are the high brow Muswell Hillians who see no need for them as they don’t need to save money. Well next time I miss my connection because of one of these No-yster ‘s I think that their perception of London transport may change, and change quickly.
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Cultural Comment
Blob Every Monday morning Jamie takes the bus into work. He always buys a coffee and a croissant from the café near his work. Jamie doesn’t particularly like the coffee in the shop, or the croissants for that matter and usually ends up throwing them in the bin He does however, like the girl who works behind the counter. Every week he tries to drum up the courage by doing something crazy before getting to the café to ask her on a date In the past month he has tried Skydiving to Work Bus Surfing (this did not go down well with the bus driver or Ken Livingston, he
Wheelies He just Wheelied straight into me. I’m standing at London Bridge station about to go to Brighton. My sunglasses are out for the first time this year in anticipation of a bright weekend on the beach, and to say I was jovial would have been an understatement. But then, these kids and there
was fined £20). Rollerblad-
his eyes, smiled and said,
ing. He even went to the
“if you think I’m going
zoo with a bit of steak tied
to go out with a crazy
to his back and released
freak like you, you’ve got
a pack of lions. Nothing
another thing coming – who
worked – he just ended up
skydives to work?” Jamie
with a dangerously high
threw the rest of his coffee
heart rate. One day he
over the girl – actually in
went and sat outside with
her face and she began
his coffee and croissant
to melt (a bit like in the
and began to eat it. It then
terminator film). The owner
struck him; he had to drink
of the shop looked at Jamie
the coffee to get to the girl.
and told him to run. The
So he did and all of a sud-
girl, now more of an evil
den there was a huge bolt
blob slid out of the shop
of lightening and it began
and after Jamie. He was
to hail. This was strange
helpless to it’s grasps and
because it was exactly
the blob took him down and
what the weatherman had
gobbled up his brain before
predicted. Jamie got up
morphing into the body of
from his bench and walked
Jamie. And this is why it
into the coffee shop.
is not a good idea to ask
He asked the girl out for
girls out.
dinner. She looked into goddam Wheelies just
and his merry men, we’re
did after 7/7, Londoners
tearing about around me,
going to be crapping our-
together or summin. So
it’s like some backwards
selves at the thought of
next time you see a little
Ridley Scott flick but
being knocked into by a
nipper charging towards
instead of futuristic flying
flying kid and dropping our
you at the supermarket,
cars there are children and
precious OYSTERs on
the underground station or
they’ve been created with
the platform, thus being
wherever stick a leg out,
wheels on their heels. I
lumbered with a whopping
then those ‘loving’ parents
can just vision it in a few
£4 fine on our autotopups
might think twice about
years, we’re no longer
for not touching out. The
letting their kids out with
going to be getting on the
only answer is to combat
wheels on their feet.
tube frightened of Osama
them now, just like we
Take away pizza Big cheese on toast for 15 pounds, case closed
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FEED HIM TO THE LIONS?
THE NORTHERN HEIGHTS the Great Northern Railway
Finchley Central retain
ground. The first under-
the underground train and
which had taken over the
their original Victorian
ground train to reach High
travel south into town. At
single line track from Edg-
features and have a quaint
Barnet did so in April 1940,
night they return along the
ware, Highgate and London
rural atmosphere. West
the first to Mill Hill East on
same track and exit the
Railway. From 1923 the
Finchley, Woodside Park,
18 May 1941. The plan to
underground at Highgate
line was taken over by the
Totteridge and High Barnet
electrify the line to Edgware
Station. How many and
London and North Eastern
itself are a world away from
where passengers could
how often do they travel
Railway (LNER) and the
Highgate Underground Sta-
join the LNER trains to
north from Highgate Sta-
intention was to electrify
tion. The Station buildings
Watford were abandoned
tion? They should try it
it from Finsbury Park to
are small as compared with
after the 1939 – 45 war.
sometime. They could be
Edgware. The work was
their modern counterparts
The track from Mill
in for some surprises.
started but never finished.
and lack many passenger
Hill East to Edgware was
Highgate folk get on
The train emerges into
The tunnelled section
facilities (loos are few and
dismantled in 1964 but sec-
daylight at East Finchley
of the Northern Line dates
far between and the waiting
tions of the line can still be
and enters a four platform
from the late nineteenth
rooms are bleak and cheer-
discerned, as for example
station. Northern line
century and was originally
less). At off peak times
in the piers of a viaduct just
trains stop on the outer
named The City and South
some of these stations tend
to the right of the A41 at
platforms. The inner tracks
London Railway. A plan to
to be unmanned. What
Spur Road.
once served as part of the
build a spur of the Northern
they lack in sophistication
Edgware, Highgate and
Line from Finsbury Park
is made up for in the rustic
folk take a turn for
London Railway. Set up in
to Muswell Hill was aban-
atmosphere and the oh so
the better and visit the
the mid nineteenth century
doned when the excava-
clean air.
Northern Heights!
this was an overground
tions hit a plague pit.
So you Highgate
The Northern Heights
line from Finsbury Park to
The Great Northern
Project was a 1930’s plan
Edgware via Mill Hill East.
Railway opened the branch
to incorporate the Mill Hill
Mill Hill East Station was
line to High Barnet in April
East and Barnet Branches
opened in August 1872 by
1872. All the stations from
into the London Under-
by Ben Samuel
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LISTEN UP COMBICHRIST The Electric Ballroom March 12th 2007 The Industrial music
attitude, rarely to be seen
scene is a relatively small
in the scene – surprising
one (I hear my flatmate
considering the dress code!
muttering ‘thank God!’).
I’ve been a little scepti-
If you’re into dance music,
cal of Combichrist in the
but don’t want some chirpy
past. Like Vasi, Andy
bint warbling on about
LaPlegua has built up
crap, this is for you. At
many successful projects,
the forefront of the scene,
and the concern I had was
since their invention in
he was spreading himself a
2003, are Combichrist,
little thin. I must admit now,
with their hard-edged,
having seen a band entirely
catchy, radioactive
in their element, playing
bubblegum floorfillers.
with such energy and brute
Support bands North-
enthusiasm, and a man – a
borne had a pounding
giant on any stage, that
arsenal of tracks, but I
my doubt is based almost
tire of seeing two chaps
entirely on jealousy. Tracks
with laptops bobbing up
such as ‘This Sh** Will
and down, playing their
F**k You Up’, ‘Blut Royale’
own CD. Kloq, the
and ‘F**k That Sh**’ are no
second support, were
doubt written to a formula
similarly lost in their own
which is fast becoming the
world. Some nice vocal
norm, and filled with swear-
work, and a singer with
ing (swearing is fun and
the same stylish sunnies
sells anything!) but they
as I possess, weren’t quite
are, without doubt, corking
enough to make me want
beats played by a band
to invest.
who dance you like puppet-
Reaper, I had seen
masters, pulling all the right
last year, and had marked
strings! Shame the drinks
early on for great things.
were so expensive though.
Reaper’s mastermind, Vasi
London – dang!
Vallis pumped up the crowd
The Arcade Fire – Neon Bible Badly Drawn Boy – the hour of bewilderment The Shins – Wincing the night away The Strokes – First Impressions of Earth David Bowie – Ziggy Stardust Calvin Harris – Acceptable in the 80’s Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! – Satan said Dance Country Teeth Oh and Reaper! We recommend that you go and listen to these this week. A good place to do this is hype machine (www.hypem.com) where blogs meet music and you can
with smiles and screams, endearing us with a comic
This week your editor, designer, northerner and illustrator have been listening to these albums and singles.....
by Sheik Yerbouti
listen to hundreds of songs day after day.
Northern on the Northern Line
holy apples and pears! Holy Apples and Pears!
via a very slow bus, and
Highgate has now
should go to, let me know
I’m in London! With a job
sat for a whole ten minutes
become a promised land
northern@theothersidemag
and a house and a bicycle
wallowing in contentment
to me, a portal to a new
.co.uk and I’ll write a review
and a pet lion (in my mind)
in my uncomfortable seat,
world of mild convenience
or something. Thanks!
in its very own swimming
amid the unsettling smells,
and slack financial control.
pool (in my mind – I have
and unnerving characters
I want in!! But to go to
on this matter is due to
a large head, hence the
(not you, you’re ace! I
Archway (south), or East
matters in my personal life
nickname ‘Large Heady
especially like what you’ve
Finchley (north – at least
being so out of control,
McFew Hats’)
done with your hair/clothes/
on the tube map) purely for
what with the move, new
chin today).
activational purposes of my
job, increasingly pretty
card, just seems stupid. I
nose etc, that I’ve created
Last issue I was stuck under a pile of boxes
As part of my assimila-
I think my obstinacy
and mayhemic (yep, you
tion programme, I have set
know you can’t open your
this predicament so as to
heard!) mess from moving
up my Oyster card, which
eyes in the morning without
gain semblance of control
once and for all across the
I’ve had for aaaaages,
spending a pretty penny in
over at least one aspect of
North-South divide (I think
despite being only a tourist
London, but sometimes you
my escapade into this city.
its somewhere near an old
previously, to do that auto
just have to make a stand!
And though it may cause
Little Chef on the M-some-
top-up thing. However,
Maybe I’ll write to Ken.
me headaches and confu-
thing-or-other (I don’t drive
there is a problem. I have
Maybe I’ll write to Bruce
sion, its ok, because it’s
and don’t care about ‘M’s),
little cause to use the tube
Willis....he’d know what
something I’ve created, and
and as such, was unable
during the week. I use the
to do!
I’m in control. I wear the
to put fingers to keys and
buses (saying, ‘Morning
type my column (more of
Squire!’ to the nonplussed
trip from Highgate if I knew
days, where I only wear a
a wobble than a column
driver) or my legs and feet
of somewhere special I
poncho and a fig leaf.
I think....maybe a splat?
which I have cunningly
could go. Obviously once
Can you write a splat?)
connected to the end of
there, I’d spend a lot more
‘Large Heady
my legs, to get me to work.
money than I would if I
McFew Pants’
my exploding hand-puppets
The problem is, I need to
were a less stubborn chap,
and waterproof buttocks
get to Highgate to activate
but who cares about that?!
(that’s the North for you!), I
my auto top-up ... but
So if you know of anywhere
rushed to the Northern Line
where can I go?!
special, anywhere I really
As soon as I’d unpacked
I would happily make a
pants!! Except on Wednes-
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