Double cover and considered content, Off Licence brings up and coming artists in the underground scene to the forefront. Film photography and an accompanying radio presence, Greg (editor) is doing something right.
Offie Mag has become an adjective as much as it is a magazine or a platform or whatever. And with that said, this issue of printed matter has been all about being the most Offie Mag that Offie Mag can be. And similarly, we’ve only chatted to artists who we reckon uphold them same values.
"It is a strange fact, but it is unquestionably true, that almost any English intellectual would feel more ashamed of standing to attention during ‘God save the King’ than of stealing from a poor box." A bloke called George Orwell wrote that. And although I can’t speak for all the English intellectuals in question - I’m half-Irish, and I’d rather steal from Waitrose - I think Georgie boy’s onto something.
If you agree, you’re likely to enjoy this magazine, as us pesky snowflakes moan and groan about living in ENGERLAND across 64-pages. Oh why must our rappers be pigeonholed as ‘UK Hip Hop,’ why must our summers be rainy, why must our government be so very, very, very shit?
Whilst we sludge through the mud, we do of course find plenty of beauty. Music festivals like Brainchild, writers like SonnyJim and this issue’s poet, Phoenix Yemi. People who put their experiences of this country into art that we love to consume.