THE most poisonous thing about the Tories’ contempt for the arts in that notorious “Fatima retrain” advert is the fact she’s a ballerina rather than a rock ’n’ roll or pop singer.
A deliberate Cummingsism aimed at his core fodder — blokes. My kind of age, the kind of people who think they still like the Clash but who have forgotten everything the Clash stood for, if they ever believed it in the first place.
“Bloody posh arty types, stop whining, get a proper job, they’ve all got rich parents anyway…” To go with the “bloody middle-class students,” the “metropolitan elite,” the “unions betraying the working class by backing immigrants” and all the other shit which causes basically decent people to think and vote against their own interests and, yes, those of their class.
In verse and polemic, the bard points out that he is a poet and musician, not a political party
JAN WOOLF invigilates images that meditate on Palestine, and the people who witness them
JAN WOOLF examines work that aims to give viewers a material experience of the environments in the polar north and Britain equally affected by the climate crisis
The Bard commutes to work for the first time in 45 years


