I first trained as a journalist back in 2008, completing an NCTJ in news writing at Sheffield College. After enjoying it so much, I later studied a full bachelors degree at Sheffield Hallam University before working as a freelancer for Clash Magazine, FHM and various others before sub-editing a group of magazines at RMC Media.
Below is a small selection of editing, features, interviews and critical reviews.
public service broadcasting interview – city magazine
FHM – COLLECTIONS & OBSESSIONS
wagamama – it’s okay really
RMC MEDIA – SUB-EDITOR
RMC (Regional Magazine Company) is a publishing house in Sheffield, UK. Producing eight monthly magazine titles including Westside, City Magazine and First For Business, they’re a juggernaut when it comes to producing content.
Working with subject matter ranging from music, film and entertainment, motoring, food reviews and local feature stories, the diverse and heavy workload kept me entertained for the year I was with them.
This is a (very) small selection of features and paid content drafted from nearly one hundred magazines produced during my year with RMC, sub-editing and writing across a series of print and online platforms.
MUSIC Critic – various
Benjamin francis leftwich
Bitterness doesn’t fit in with Leftwich’s doleful folk balladry and it’s an odd moment. But all is forgotten in the rolling finger-picking beauty of ‘Box Of Stones’ and ‘Atlas Hands’ (“I’ve got a plan, I’ve got an atlas in my hands.”) to finish his set by reminding Sheffield of just how sweet he can be.
It’s easy to see why their large crowds keep returning - in addition to their catchier-than-a-cold folk, the city’s worst kept secret ooze personality on the live stage.
He’s lively, but it takes time for his voice to escape nonsensical mumbling while he’s held together by the rest of the band, providing a tight framework for him to weave his wavering mind through what could’ve/should’ve/would’ve been a lengthy set list.
Amps and platforms are mounted as Viva Brother follow the rock n roll precedent they’ve set themselves, and when they find the time to stop spouting self-indulgent statements of intent, they really can crunch a riff as good as any pub band out there.