This is the end; the end, my friend, the end
So, the academic year is over. You’re all finishing your projects, presenting presentations or killing your neurons with excessive alcohol intake.
I think most of you will agree that this year has been a great one for Felix. We’ve seen a huge expansion in the content of the sections, and the move to newspaper format has made the paper look way more professional and given you more words to skip over while you look for the crossword. I think most of the credit for this should go to Mr David Edwards, who has worked many late hours and sweated buckets of, well, sweat over printing, layouts, editing my badly written prose, and actually making Felix make money.
On a personal note I’d like to thank Dave for putting up with my inability to understand the concept of deadlines, promising six pages of high quality features and delivering two and half sides of spelling mistakes and factual errors (sorry to those writers whose work I inadvertadly credited to myself, you know who you are because I don’t). I hope the incoming editor, Mr Rupert Neate (he of fourth-floor library guy insulting fame), can continue with the high standards Dave has set.
I’d like to sound off with a quick rundown of my personal favourites from this year. First up, taking the award for best new band, The Arcade Fire. I know the backlash has begun, but despite all that Funeral is a superb record, and their live show is one of the best I’ve ever seen. Stars take the award for best pop album – Set Yourself On Fire is a bittersweet classic. In hip-hop, Busdriver’s A Fear Of A Black Tangent was astonishing; honorary mention goes to 13&God for making my Notwist/Themselves collaboration fantasy come true. Folkwise, Harris Newman’s Accidents With Nature And Each Other was in my ears for weeks. The guilty pleasure award goes to Architecture In Helsinki for In Case We Die, proving tweeness doesn’t make you bad. I could list some more, but these are the ones that really stuck out.
Have a good summer, kids, and don’t touch those mushrooms, no matter what NME says.
